Most Likely

Sarah's body trembled underneath Ryan's. Heat radiated through their bodies and her his heart thumped against her own in a sync. As much as she believed her heart would be beating so fast that it would make her breathless, looking into his eyes brought her relief in a strange way and it felt nice. The only thing that was yet to merge was their lips.

Their lips! She almost cursed herself for thinking that. She never asked him for a kiss and she knew he didn't have a strand of feeling for her so why would he kiss her?

The bed beneath her body was like laying on a stack of feathers held together by the softest clouds but all she could think of was what her eyes could see.

The man laying on top of her. For an odd moment, she wished he would remain on top of her like that but almost as if the thought itself was a curse, Ryan moved away from her and the bed until he was standing on his very two feet.

'Why did I even make such a stupid wish turn curse?' She asked herself as all her eyes
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