I feel horrible.
I headed out without turning back, sensing someone's closing steps behind me. I anxiously started marching faster than usual towards the cab door. Before I can get in, my left hand was pulled by a familiar person with beguiling dark stormy redolence invading my judgments. Losing my balance, I landed on someones hard chiselled chest, his other strong-arm securing my body from falling. A lively electric jolt follows with his touch provoking my desires, I was trying to shake this exhilarating feeling but his presence was only giving me goosebumps. It was Steve who is driving me crazy, who is giving me hard time focusing on reality. Without any hesitation, he moved closer. His body hovering over me as if he was trying to feel my skin through our covers. His fingers lovingly fondling my chi
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