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A Story by Sunny

this is the start of something idk where to go from it or to make it the end of something

Her longing stare caused the hairs on the back of his neck to raise. He gulped nervously. She gave him a sly grin and whispered “come here.” He was so nervous he could barely move. She laughed at that. “Come on. I won’t bite,” she said seductively, slinking her way closer and closer to him. he wanted to move but his feet would’nt cooperate. She stared him in the eyes and she slowly undressed him. As each article of clothing was strip from his flesh, he felt more and more nervous. His palms were sweaty and his mouth felt unusally dry. He tried to speak as she reached for his boxers, but fell mute. When he was completely bare she moved graceful back to the bed like a lioness. Her cherry blossom tattoo was the only thing she wore. The way her body moved was like a hypnotic dance that called out to him.