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32|Stop Pouting
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Zia~
Most of the time, I overthink things before they ever happen. It’s like a sickness that has no cure. However, what transpired between Xavier and me is something that never crossed my mind. It’s mind-blowing, muscle-numbing, and heart-bursting…
“What’s the verdict?” Xavier broke the silence, dominated by our ragged breathing.
We’re still lying side by side. Rose petals scattered around the white sheets. Some stuck on my skin, a few petals flew on the floor through our heated moment, but I couldn’t care less. The room, although well ventilated by the open balcony, smelled of roses and sex.
God. I just lost my virginity, and it felt…
“Good,” I replied, surprised by the rawness of my voice.
CastielThank you for sharing your gems with X and Zia. You guys are the best. ~ Hold on tight for something is about to go down this week. ;)
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