When she was about to tie the knot on her robe, he had grabbed her hand, gently but firmly and the next thing she knew she was sitting next to him. He kissed her and she tried to pull away from him, but his grip was firm and as if reading her mind, he had let go of his grip, but gently kissing her fingers.
When she was about to retrieve her hand, his words had made it difficult. She was not sure what she had felt was pity, or something else it was just him. “There is something I want you to know, I love you, I always have and I always will. From the first time I met you, I have always had a feeling even though I didn’t know what it was, I know you were something special. I don’t know how long I am going to live, but if today were the last day of my life, I am thankful it was with you”.
She grabbed him and kissed him and told him that he is going to have a long life; he hugged her close and ran his hands on her back with a passionate kiss. Even though he ran his hands on the satin somehow it ignited a spark in him and he kissed her neck and ignoring her consciousness, slowly his passion started creeping into her skin.
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