Will You Marry Me?

Four Years Later...

"Ah, Nicolas! Harder!" I moaned out as Nicolas kept slamming into me from behind pressing me onto the window, my hair wrapped around his one hand and other was holding my waist in place.

The floor to ceiling glass window was fogging up due to my ragged breathing and making droplets of water that was rolling down the glass.

The smell of roses from the garden floating inside the room with the cool breeze and mixing up with the smell of sex, sweat, his cologne and my coconut shampoo.

"You're such a bad girl." Nicolas kept thrusting mercilessly and grunted beside my ear.

The sun decided to rest and started dropping down beside the mountain, birds were coming back to their homes as the darkness started consuming the region.

The orange glow before the sunset, fell on my face, making a warm apprehension.

I love it here, everyday and every moment. Everyday we would enjoy the sunset, walk beside the river until we reach the waterfall and end up making love beside it.

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