And her love for him was pure and real and unconditional. She longed for him, her body ached for his touch. Holding back the passion inside her was excruciating. Yet she did. She held it back and felt the pain of not being able to kiss him until she couldn't breathe, to touch him until there was not an inch left to touch, to feel the warmth of his body next to hers, to caress him, and love him until she screamed!!!!
~jz
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