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Then he broke away, breathless and muscles tense. “You need . . .” He caught his breath. “You need to fucking laugh more, Red. It looks real fucking good on you.”
“Again,” he ordered and handed me back the gun. I wanted to protest. I wanted to leave the gun and bring him back to me, have his tongue and taste in my mouth. But then it occurred to me. He had stopped. No man had ever done that before in my life. “Shoot,” AK said, his voice still thick with need.
Gently, he ran his hand over my hair. His warm breath blew across my skin. Then, shocking me completely, he brushed a gentle kiss on my cheek. Such a chaste, loving gesture. The sweetness of the act set off a swirl of emotions inside me.
As though I was worthy of such of affection. My eyes welled up. His hand moved from my core and stroked up and down my back, soothing my thoughts. His lips worshipped me. I never thought I would ever understand the meaning of a kiss. How it could momentarily stop your heart from beating, or how such an innocent touch could make you feel so incredibly cherished.
I curled back into his chest. I was sure if I never left this spot again that would be just fine.
took her hand in mine and watched her breathe. And I stayed awake all night, making sure she was breathing. If she was breathing, she could come back to me. So I fucking watched her breathe.
“I’m proud of what he did for our country.”
Ew no my eyes glitched reading this
“Yeah, Red. I’m good . . .” I breathed. Exhaled, then said, “Sunrise . . . I’m just embracing our motherfucking sunrise.”
This is beautiful
