*a bit mature contentRaquel’s POV I belong to you. As I uttered those words, I felt uncertain and a bit afraid. What if I’m the only one feeling this way, and he’s not? What if I end up getting hurt? I wouldn’t have a way to heal from that pain, I have nothing else in this life. Yet, he seemed oblivious to my feelings, only intensifying his kiss, lifting me to cloud nine. His warm hands moved, and all I knew was that my clothes had fallen to the cold floor one by one, leaving nothing behind. He pulled my hands, placing them on his chest. In a low, deep voice, incredibly sexy and tempting, he whispered, “Help me take off my clothes.” I nodded silently, trying to keep my balance as I unbuttoned his attire with trembling hands. Midway, he became less patient, pushing my body onto the bed and sitting on top of me. His eyes were completely red, piercing and predatory. My heart raced. Rather than fear, it fueled my excitement. Not because I’m a masochist, but his dominant aura
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