250: THIS PASSION
ARIEL’S POV
Holding my hand, Luke took me out of the room. He didn’t say anything until he led me to another room, which was probably his.
“What’s wrong with you, Luke? What’s going on?”
He shut the door behind us, locking it, and then he turned around to look at me. “Okay, have you gone crazy, or what? Like, what the hell is?”
He interrupted me by pressing his lips against mine. I felt his hands wrapping around my waist, and then he roamed his fingers all over my back. His lips were really delicious, and I could recall the last time I tasted them.
want to follow Luke continued to kiss me, doing that passionately, and I didn through with this; I didn’t want to be led away. But I couldn’t say no. It was just a moment that I adored and, at the same time, wanted to hate. But I didn’t think that would be happening.
I tried to break the kiss, but Luke wouldn’t let that happen. He kept on going with it like this was the end like we were the only people in the world.
He eventually stopped, slowly taking his lips off mine. At this point, we gazed deeply into each other’s eyes, not taking a look at anywhere or anyone else except ourselves.
“Ariel,” he said in a hushed tone. “Don’t you want this?” He asked softly. I
couldn’t utter a word, but I just kept on gazing at him. In his eyes, I could see the passion. In the tone in which he had just vocalized, I could hear the craving, and right from his touch, I could feel the desire.
“Ariel. You have to…”
I smacked my lips against him before he could say anything else, and yes, wrapped my hands around his neck.
I
In this delicate dance of intimacy, there existed this profound connection that transcended the physical realm as we continued with our passionate kiss. It was a moment of pure vulnerability and trust, where our souls intertwined in a symphony of emotions.
Our lips kept on moving together; a spark ignited, sending a wave of sensations coursing through our bodies. The gentle caress of skin against skin, the mingling of breath, and the shared heartbeat created a harmonious rhythm, bouncing our spirits in a timeless embrace.
In this fleeting moment, the outside world faded away, leaving only the two of us suspended in a universe of our own making. It was a moment of raw passion and unspoken communication where words were no longer necessary to convey the depth of our feelings.
Through this kiss, we communicated our desires, fears, and dreams, laying bare our souls for others to see. It was a language of its own, a silent dialogue that spoke volumes about the connection we shared at the moment.
In this embrace, I could tell that we found solace and strength because I myself found solace and strength, drawing comfort from the warmth of each monumental touch. It was a moment of surrender, where we would let go of our inhibitions and allow ourselves to be truly seen and accepted for who we were.
The kiss became a symbol of galvanizing passion, a testament to the bond being shared at the moment. It was trying to let us know that we were not alone and that we had found a kindred spirit in the vast expanse of the universe.
We pulled away, our eyes met, and I found a reflection of our souls in that shared gaze. It was a moment of clarity where I could see myself mirrored in him, and I realized that this was meant to occur.
In this breathtaking moment, we were somehow united in a way that transcended the physical, emotional, and spiritual planes. It was a connection that defied explanation, a bond that was as timeless as it was profound.
And so, in the beauty of that shared kiss, I could find a glimpse of eternity—a moment of pure bliss that could linger after this scene was over.
Luke held my hands as he spoke softly, “Ariel, I hope you can feel my love pouring out through these words. It’s taken me some time to realize it, but I can’t deny it any longer. I’ve said this multiple times, but I have to say it again. I am deeply in love with you. Every moment spent with you fills me with joy and happiness. You bring a light into my life that I never knew was missing. I may have been blind to my feelings in the past, but now it’s crystal clear to me that I need you. You complete me in a way that no one else ever could. I love you, Ariel. With all my heart and soul.”
Now, I was gazing into Luke’s eyes, and his lovely, romantic words washed over me, causing me to smile. It was as if he knew exactly the right things to say to make my heart flutter. But at that moment, I also had to admit to myself that I wanted him, too.
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