His Touch

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His mesmourising green-blue eyes were watching me. Watching every movement that I made, including the rise and fall of my chest everytime I would take a breath, the way I was biting my lip from nervousness. Nothing was said between us, we both knew what was going on he wanted me and would have me. There was no way to avoid it, I could run but he woukd catch me, I could hide but he would find me. Men like him never give up, he would have me, and there was nothing I could do, or anyone else to stop him. It is inevitable.

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