He presses against me, and heat floods my belly again as if it were the first time.
You brought out things in me I've never experienced before. They cannot express the multitude of emotions rampaging through my head and heart. “ Darien,” I whisper as words fail to make it past my lips. You deserved better.” His head droops, and he presses his hands against the wall behind me. And at the first sign of you stroking me I slam into you like a whore. I promised myself I would give you pleasure. My body rings with sensations and adrenaline wanting more. “ You?” I stare at him as if he were mad. “God no, Snow! You were prefect and beautiful. He slides his hands against either side of my cheeks. “ Did I do it wrong?” I ask, doing everything I can to hold back a wash of tears pooling in my eyes. “ I'm so sorry, Snow.” His large hands stroke my hair and down my back.Ī ping of regret and fear stab at my heart.
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