Amalia Anderson
I rushed into the bathroom, my heart was pounding, and somehow my entire body felt alive with Andrew´s words. I pressed my hand over my chest, trying to regain the slim composure I still had.
"God, I am so ready to be with him completely," I mumbled, and yet my mind quickly told me that he will not cave. He would want to wait until we get married, and I was not sure if I would resist feeling half-loved or unwanted tonight. The emotional rollercoaster has been so taxing, and now, the sole idea of being almost naked beside him is making my body do weird things. As if it had a mind of its own.
I removed my top and bra. My breasts were perky, and my n*****s refused to stand down; they wanted to come out and play. I removed my pants, and when I shimmied my legs together, I
