"I'm always pretending that I'm sitting across from someone telling them a story and I don't want them to get up until I'm finished." — James Patterson
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It was so easy to shun temptation, but it wasn't easy to stop temptation, Ben realized. For the first time in his life, he wanted to own someone that wanted him. Someone that understood him. Someone that was very much like him.
So he poured all into the kiss knowing this was a rare opportunity. It was like Cinderella, this was their special moment and once the clock strike twelve, the magic of the moment woukd all vanish.
However, this was no magic, Ben could feel it, the attraction deep inside of him. They were one in both body and soul. Each time Aphrodite roamed her hand over her body, it seemed as if he was burned - not the kind of burn that scares but the time that rouses your blood and make you pretty alive.
