The Original Line: The Lost Heir

"What are you doing here?" I asked tears still streaming down my face.

"I had to follow you, to make sure you were safe.....I didn't want you to be alone" relied Troy.

I stood there frozen, unsure of what to say or even do, but he knew, he knew me so well. Troy reached out pulling me into him, even though he too was soaked from the rain he was warm and I could still smell his intoxicating sent. Instantly I was very aware of how much of a mess I must look. Eyes red and puffy from the tears, my long black hair soaked and clinging to my body. I pulled away looking down at my white dress, now covered in mud. My cheeks started turning bright red when I realized the wet clothing hung tightly to every curve. Troy gently put his fingers under my chin and tilted my head up, my eyes meeting his gorgeous green eyes. I could feel my n*****s hardening at his touch.

"I'm sorry your sister did that, but I'm glad she did, I would have never known you felt that way." and with that he leaned down kissing me. We became lost in heated passion and we tore at each others clothing. "Are you sure?" Troy asked pausing and hesitantly pulling away from me. "Yes" I replied breathily, "I am sure, I'm ready." He didn't hesitate any longer, he picked me up and carried me, laying me down on the pillows we had put in the cave when we were younger. Stopping for a minute we met each others gaze, I nodded to him and he waisted no time as he pushed deep into my core. My mouth opening to let out a cry of pain as his thickness took my purity.