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EROTIC ROMANCE | MASTURBATION | SEXY MELANCHOLY
A Heart Around the Man I Love
Rainy days can make dreams come true.
The rain poured down as if it wanted to flood the world and clean it from its sins. Ellen looked out of the window trying to discern the figures on the street below and, among them, the guy working at the flower shop.
Ellen was used to buying flowers there because the old lady owner had seen her grow up and had always been very sweet to her. But a couple of months before she had been hospitalised and the shop had been taken over by her young nephew, Derek.
From the day she had entered the shop and met him, she had fallen in love with his brown eyes, his olive skin, his baritonal voice and his polished manners.
She could see him working under the shop canopy most of the day, selling such beautiful flower bouquets that only the sweetest guy on Earth could compose. Ellen knew it: he was, she thought, the right guy for her.
Shivers run down her spine when she put a hand on the window and touched the cold glass. She drew a heart around him on the condensation, framing him inside a love cage.
She imagined his muscular arms holding her. She imagined his kisses on her neck, his hands roaming all over her body…
