Meet Eva King, a high-spirited manager in an international firm. She scraped her way up from zero to hero in the cold, hard world of power, money, and politics, where nothing and no one was going to get in her way.
Until handsome Sven came along. No...
This chapter has mature themes so if you're allergic to love scenes, skip over to the next chapter.
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Okay, I really suck at writing all that love shit, so I asked Sven to help me out here. He is, after all, Mr. Romance, so I tried to get him to write his point of view. Here's his attempt:
Sven
Kjære Eva (dear Eva),
Eva... Woman, you're killing me. You know that I'm not a writer. Yet, you say that I am a lover. I'm doing this for you, okay? If this makes you happy.
I'll take your tip and help you write your love scene as if I was writing a love letter to you. Crazy woman! Hey, you make me feel like I'm somebody when I'm with you, you know that, you sexy woman?
You drive me crazy.
I can see you laughing right now. I don't mind, because you're cute when you laugh. I love the way the corners of your gorgeous hazel eyes crinkle with a sparkle of mischief when you're up to no good, babe.
You're one gorgeous hottie. You're my love goddess, with your sexy smile, womanly curves, round tits and-
Eva
Sorry Sven, you were babbling, so I've hijacked your email input and won't use the rest. I'll finish up the rest of this loquacious palaver.
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Sunday two a.m. at Jonas and Maddy's place.
"Sven, wait, wait wait..."
"Mmm, Eva, you taste so good."
"No, wait. Do you have a condom?"
"You know I came prepared, beautiful."
"Did you just call me beautiful? Mr. Pickup Artist..."
"You are beautiful. Gorgeous, in fact." Sven continued kissing my mouth, while his dexterous hands weaved their magic on my body .
His eyes were heavily clouded with lust as he pushed me against the living room wall, and rubbed his firm body in a gentle sway against mine. He started gently thrusting his hardness against my pelvis as we moved together in our lovers' dance.
