Allesandro Martin:
She is a mortal danger to all men. She is beautiful without knowing it and possesses charms that she is not even aware of. She is like a trap set by nature, a sweet perfumed rose in beautiful petals. Anyone who has seen her smile has known perfection. She instills grace in every common thing and divinity in every careless gesture. Venus in her she'll never be so lovely and Diana in the forest never was so graceful like her body. She is Edith Penelope Rodriguez, my dream, my desire and my every breath.
“I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I will lead a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s lived: I have loved you Edith Penelope Rodriguez. I never had a moment’s doubt. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one, my reason for life.”
Loving you is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it’s not the desire to mate every second of the day with you but it is much more. It is a feeling of completeness being FATED like you are made only for me. You are my heart, my life, my one and only thought.
Edith Rodriguez:
He is the most striking man I had never laid my eyes upon. Like a silver fox he is eligible to pose for a cover page of Forbes magazine. He had a perfect bone structure and those smart features with high cheekbones. He is manly, hot and every teenage girl’s wet dream. His sparkling blue eyes are a sight to see. From them come intensity, honesty and gentleness. His beauty lies deep within. It makes me want to feel how his lips would move on my rims and how his hands would caress the curves of my body.
“You say I am yours . You say you will never leave me, not in a million years yet no words of love fall out of your brims. You sweep my hair back from my ears and look into my eyes like I am your biggest fortune you came across. I cannot let you burn me up nor can I resist you. No male human can stand in a fire and not be consumed.
Loving you is like a dream. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t do anything but think about you. All day I wait to see you and when I do meet you my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire. I fantasize about feeling your arms around me. I have never felt being blessed so much to be a woman until your icy blues fell upon me. We have loved each other for so long but with no words in expression. It is now the time we are probably FATED together Alllesandro Jacob Martin.
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The winter was severe in New York. It was the month of December raining heavily accompanied by thunder. The sky was black surrounded by dark clouds at night. I was in Allesandro's house sitting in front of the bonfire rubbing my hands to one another to generate some heat. "Edith, here is your hot chocolate." Allesandro hands me my mug and squats beside me sipping his own drink.
I held the mug in both my hands, taking small sips and enjoying the richness of hot chocolate. "Are you still feeling cold?" His voice was throaty and very masculine that held concern as he studied my face. Before I could reply he was on his feet again. He brings a blanket and gently covers us in it. The light touch sent shivers through my nerves, shivers that made my whole body tremble.
He bent down, his lips against my cheek, brushing it lightly. "Edith I missed you so much." He whispers huskily near my ear. His soft touches were sending wild tremors along my nerves accompanied by his pure male lemon and hue fragrance. He brushed his mouth against the hollow of my temple and traced the line of her cheekbone evoking in me the sweet sensations I had never known.
His hands move up my back and over my arms pulling me closer, swimming me to giddiness. "Edith, can I kiss you?" His hoarse tone held the fullness of the sea yet with the yea of passion. I clear my throat and nod to him. He brings his hands gingerly to my back, urging me closer. Our chests collide and I take a sharp shaky breath. He bent my head back across his arm and kissed me gently, carefully, softly on my lips.
I cling to him as the only solid thing resting on this dizzy swaying world. "Sandro I need you as much as you need me." I whisper, throbbing in his hold, pulling him towards me and then we kiss again. The fervid candle steals my breath away. His tongue slips inside my mouth, gentle but demanding and it’s nothing like I’ve ever experienced. I knot my fist in his shirt and my fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer. My veins throb and my heart explode. I have never wanted anyone like this before ever.
He groaned softly, low in his throat, and then his arms circled me, gathering me against him. When he finally kisses my mouth, everything goes oddly quiet, like the moment of silence between lightning and thunder. Every square inch of my body dissolves into his. "I love the way you fit in my arms." He mutters rasping between our kiss and with a swift gradation of intensity he was kissing me again harder, deeper. His insistent mouth parted my shaking lips with a fervent need until I’ve had a taste to realize I’ll never have enough.