She lay her head on his bare chest. His hand casually caressed her skin, her hair, sending tingles all over her body.
They lay together in his bed watching an episode of a daily TV show, friends.
They both fancied It.
Staring at the screen on his laptop, all she could think about was his hand slowly scouting her body. Rubbing her arm, protectively holding her close.
She wanted to kiss him but he was relishing the show. His subtle laugh made her smile. She lay like that savouring all she could.
She knew they were together only for a matter of a few hours maybe even less and she wanted to make the maximum of it.
She wanted to savour his scent, to memorize his fingers running on her body, to lay carelessly in his arms.
She closed her eyes, pulling herself as close to him as she could.
She could have stayed like this forever, in his arms.
In the arms of the man she loved beyond any extent.
Another deep laugh from him, brought her back from her sweet sweet reveries.
Just as she adjusted to the screen again, he turned himself on her and kissed her with all his might.
He had been thinking about those soft rosy lips, since she stood in his room timidly.
And here, he couldn’t control any further.
He wanted her so bad.
He wanted her all for himself.
Little did he know, she was already his.
From her body to her soul.
She had already given her all to him.
The day she laid eyes on him, he had already stolen a major part of hers.
She was his.
He was hers.
But they both were still ambiguous to this fact.
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