She loved his face then, his eyes, and the feeling in them, the one word he whispered, the way the mist of the fountain tickled her arm, the sting of wine in her throat, the tinges of it playing with her brain, making her giddy. But she didn't want this to show. She stood, resisting the temptation to stay, to drink more wine. It would be too easy to repeat last night; a tangle of tongues and limbs and inebriated minds. He studied her. She watched his face carefully. Impulsively, he leaned forward and caught her lips with his.
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I'm not sure if this was what you wanted...
A contest entry
- Romantic Scenes by Hellcat Metal.
375 points, ended March 24, 9 entries
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Comments
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Nice...
I like the style of this and the sensuality throughout. It may be just me who thinks this, but it's very mature in the way it's written...sounds professional. Reads like a novel.
Great job.
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is this yours? its not half bad. since its an exert from something i wanna know is this yours? i like it. if it is your talented
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Yeah, it's mine. And thanks. (:
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"the sting of wine in her throat" - I loved this line! Yes, this is what I wanted. It was short but held a lot of emotion and makes you wonder what happened after they kissed. This was good! Thanks for entering.
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