Post by Anastasia Andrushkiv on Jul 31, 2015 22:57:02 GMT -5
She has never felt so small before in her life, not even when she had other men forcing themselves on her. There was just something about the way he held her hand and looked at her that made her feel like the tiny woman she really was. It was big front she put up for being such a small thing really. And it made her just feel... well something she hadn't felt in a very long time. That she wanted to be held and cry into his arms and just.. Have someone help her for once she guessed. Wasn't that what the nature of their... relationship if you could call it that was? That he wanted to help her and she needed to learn how to live with accepting that his help came from a place that was good, a place that he only meant well.
Because like he said... If he had his way she would be in his life. She would have a place that was probably right beside him and she... She just wanted to...
He had leaned in so close and she ended up sitting up some to gently press her lips to his. And it was nothing like her first kiss with him that was full of lust and the desire to make him into a client. No this one was soft and laced with gently feelings that made her heart flutter as she pulled away. "Sorry I just... I didn't mean to. You just... I'm trying to say I want there to be a place. If you will let me have one."
Because like he said... If he had his way she would be in his life. She would have a place that was probably right beside him and she... She just wanted to...
He had leaned in so close and she ended up sitting up some to gently press her lips to his. And it was nothing like her first kiss with him that was full of lust and the desire to make him into a client. No this one was soft and laced with gently feelings that made her heart flutter as she pulled away. "Sorry I just... I didn't mean to. You just... I'm trying to say I want there to be a place. If you will let me have one."
