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    The One Who Changed My World – (Chapter: 4)

                I moved back to her neck, trying to drive her as insane as she was driving me. “Shit,” she barely breathed out. I rubbed my hands along her sides, wanting to feel every inch of her body, not leaving any spot of bare skin behind. I couldn’t stay away from her lips anymore, I moved back to them. We did this for a while and I was going crazy. Then she pulled away for air as we both tried to catch our breath.

                “Let me see the rest,” she said, her eyes glancing down at my pants. I swallowed hard but removed my jeans like she asked. I was now in an upward position straddling her. She looked up and down my body, biting her bottom lip. Her hands were rested on the line of my hips and ass with mine rested on her sides. I was staring at her staring at me. I wasn’t sure how far she wanted this to go and I definitely did not want to push her. I ran my fingers along her stomach then moved them down, playing with the waist of her pants. This got her attention and she looked up at me. I looked in her eyes and they were telling me it was okay.

                So I maneuvered myself and removed her jeans. I was now down by her feet, staring at her beautiful body. Her skin was soft and milky tan all the way from her gorgeous face to her toned stomach, to her adorable baby toes. I ran my hands up the outside of her calves, and up her thighs. Then I kissed from just above her right knee, up her inner thigh, stopping when I felt the warmth from her center. Her breathing hitched and her head was tilted back. I moved my body so I was straddling her again.

                She looked into my eyes intently. I leaned in closer to her and pushed hair out of her face, leaving my hand to gently rest on her cheek. “You take my breath away,” I whispered softly. A single tear rolled down her cheek and she continued to stare at me. I gulped loudly, kissing the tear on her cheek, then gently kissing her lips for a few minutes. It was slow, but so passionate.

    Comments

    1. just started reading this…great story…p.s. i hope u r feeling better and less angry but on the positive note, you got a lot of writing done lol

    2. This is great! Nice to have so many chapters to got at! Hope you feel properly vented after all this writing! But not so much you don’t write any more!!

    3. just caught up and this story is amazing! I’m completely and hopelessly hooked. it may be selfish of me to say but I’m glad you were angry and drinking which led you to write so much. can’t wait for another post!

    4. That was some very good drunk and angry writing. The fact that the girls are talking is a good sign that they may be able to overcome any obstacles that might encounter. They seem to be going at a decent enough pace but Ashley has already fallen and fallen hard. Spencer is there as well but she’s still very new to this so she might remain more hesitant in furthering their relationship. Hopefully Ashley will be a shoulder and comfort for her when she’s really ready to explore what they could possibly have with each other.

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