It is one of those days when they both knew what to do and what not to; what is right and what is forbidden; and most importantly they knew about the consequences of their actions, but still they chose to do what they want to.
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He held her hands and pulled her closer from the waist and gradually drowned in the hazel of her eyes like sun seeking solace in the sea.
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The way he touched her, left her tattooed with indelible ink.
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His charm beguiled her, bemused her senses, resurrected her desires, and bared her inhumed passions.
She want to borrow some courage from him so that she could admit that she too is addicted and badly need more of him.
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He gently grabbed her by the throat, didn't choke her, pressed his lips upon her and kissed her so deep that she forgot whose air she was breathing.
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Eyes locked; He is igniting every fiber of her, his fingers running down her spine, brushing her hair whilst kissing her neck and writing words on her skin while they merge into each other.
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She eventually closed her eyes, took the deep breath, cerebrating his touch and felt the rush of adrenaline, while caressing his darkest thoughts against her.
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He is imbibing her, as if he is insatiably thirsty and she being his favourite pitcher of beer.
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She is no longer able to withhold herself from his magic touch, stepped into his forbidden storm, and wrapped her arms around his body,
And he's presenting her a World she had only fantasized about exploring...
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