My Tattooed Heart...the Final Chapter...

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MARA’S POV…

            I watched the light of the sun slowly fading on the west.  The shadows of the trees swaying with the wind outside cast an eerie feeling.  But Escondedero never frightened me.  I stayed here alone for several times since I’m still a child.  I consider this place my home away from home and I love everything in here.

            I felt Alex stirred from her soft slumber on my chest.  I can’t believe we made love with so much intensity that it left us both exhausted.   I slowly stroke her soft short hair feeling the smoothness of each strand on my fingers.   Things seem to fall into its proper places and I can’t ask for more. 

            “What time is it?” I heard her ask while her arms tightened around my body, her voice a little husky because of sleep.  We still lay here both naked not bothering about our clothes nor the cold floor on our back.  Her right leg entwined possessively around my thigh.

            “Don’t know…might be seven o’clock.”

            “Any plans for tonight sweetie?” she asked while brushing her hair on my cheek like a kitten seeking for attention.

            “Nothing in particular…but will you stop that? You’re tickling me,” I said while trying to hold her head to a steady position.

            “Do you know that I love your hairstyle?” I asked.

            “Hmmmm????” I felt her adjust her position closer to my body.

            “Yes…I like it…This highlights on your hair makes you sexier.”

            I heard her chuckle and squeezed the side of my body. 

            She looked up at me and smiled naughtily then kissed me on the lips.  Why I’m always feeling this way? Every kiss…every touch …they feel so new to me and it makes my body tingle and wanting for more.   

            “What did you do to me?” she asked after the breathtaking kiss. We are now laying side by side… her hand doing a slow massage on my nape.

            “What do you mean? I did not do anything,” I answered a little bit confused.

            “You did!” She said while caressing my face, her finger slightly touching the lines of my eyebrows, my eyes and my nose down to my lips.

            “You’re a witch…an innocent wicked witch…you ripped my heart from my chest and took it away from me… do you know what attracted my attention when I first saw you at the clinic?”

            I didn’t answer but gave her a puzzled look.

            “Yes…that innocent look…that’s your finest weapon…your best potion. When you look at me like that, I don’t know how to think straight anymore.”

She kissed me with so much ardor…with so much passion. I don’t need to think of what to do…my body as if acting on its own responds to her kiss with the same enthusiasm. I heard her soft moan on my lips as she feasted on it.  I can feel the rapid beating of her heart as if in unison with the rhythm of mine.

            Suddenly she stopped kissing me and buried her face on my neck…Her arms hugging me so tight that I can barely breathe.

            “Hon…what’s wrong?”

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