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Red!!! All I see is red!

Short story By: Lannie
Romance


Based on a part of me. It is non fiction.


Submitted:Mar 15, 2009    Reads: 83    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I remember that one day we met at my work the first time. We talked on msn for a few days and then we met. We clicked right off the bat. I felt butterflies in my stomach; I liked you and knew something would come of it.
"You are sexy, you are beautiful," he often said to me. We are soul mates from the moment we met. It was true love. Even in the short time, we knew each other.
"Be careful, honey," my mom and my friends told me. I looked at them with fierce eyes and looked the other way. He was my boyfriend and I cared about him. All I could see was the color red.
* * *
"I love you so much and I'm glad we met," he told me right at this moment.
"I love you," the solemn words left my lips. He is my sexy boy and all I can see is red hearts floating around.
Four days from now, we will meet and share another passionate moment and another "I love you."
"I can't imagine this day not happening," I told him this moment. His thinking makes me melt away. I want him more then anything; his sweet lips make me melt and I can't imagine anyone ever the same.
* * *
I remember the last time we hanged out. We made love for the first time. It was amazing and I would do it allover again. "I love you," I whisper. I stare at the screen itching to see you.
"What do I mean to you?" he asks me.

"Your vivid russet eyes, a matching smile. They cannot lies; can I stay a while. I love you my sweet sexy boy. I want to give you a big hug. You are not a toy. That rolls around on the rug. I'll never dive."
That same day I stare at the clock. Two hours until had to work. The sound of the bells ring in my head. I don't want to leave his side; this is love and this is how it is suppose to be.
* * *
I'm sitting here thinking about you. I'm fantasying about how sweet your breath is. I can't stop thinking about how important you make me feel. Your personality is the most important thing to me.
In the hotel on Thursday, we see. It has arrived and lay in bed. I feel the hickeys forming among my neck. Your arms up my back. I feel my back chill with excitement. We talk and giggle, do some oral. I'm so happy to see you and feel this is the night we follow through with our ultimate desires. I bring the covers up above my head and I smile. You get under there and squeeze my breasts. This is the physical part of our relationship. A relationship based on love.
"I love you with all my heart." I whisper. "I love you each and ever day."
"I love you too," he replies and we go to sleep ending a really sexy night together. We see red, very vibrant red.




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