Footsteps

14 Years Later

"Your hair has grown quite beautifully," Abraham gently told the lady sitting in front of him, her back facing him.

He had now grown into a fine young man, tall and muscular. Many girl slaves had fallen for him, since he was incredibly handsome, and the most attractive thing about him were his blue eyes.

"Yes, I suppose so."

The girl in front of him also had grown into a young lady, and she was looking at herself in the mirror of her dress table. Her apricot colored hair reached her back, and it was being brushed by the man she loved. She had a seafoam, A-line dress on, and was ready to give him a surprise.

"Go on the bed," she ordered him.

He flinched slightly at her words, but still went on the bed. Maybe she just wanted to kiss him, like she'd always do.

Sitting there nervously, he was looking at the benyan tree outside the window. He stared at it, and spaced out, but Elizabeth's footsteps snapped him out of it.

Each step she took made his heart beat faster, but he tried to hide it as much as possible.

When she got on the bed, she was atop of him, and he stared at her eyes.

She was also staring at his, she caressed his face and put her forehead on his.

"Your eyes are so charming," she mumbled before putting her lips on his.

She kissed him, and he opened her mouth with his tongue, and started to move it around in her mouth.

Such a sweet and warm taste, he loved it, but he could never trust her enough to close his eyes. They were always open, even though he knew she wouldn't do him any harm.

While kissing, she started to unbotton his shirt, but he was so focused on her taste that he didn't notice.

That is, until she started to take it off. He had it off his shoulders, but it was still on, although his chest was visible.

When he realized what she was doing, he immediately grabbed her hands, and pinned her under him.

"What are you doing?"

What's wrong with this lady? Doesn't she know she can only do such things with her husband? What would happen if her father finds out?

He was worried about her, and still hated that she was touching men's bodies like this. He was jealous... But she got the wrong idea.

That hatred in his eyes, she thought it was directed at her, so she felt her heart ache.

Abraham, in your eyes, am I such a sl*tty woman? You don't even know... That you're the only man that I'd treat like this. I haven't touched any other man, yet you don't understand that, how come?

I just want you to love me... What's so hard about it? I've been trying to get your attention for the past few years kissing you, but you didn't understand that... How can I make you want me if not like this...?

Unconsciously, as she thought this, tears filled her eyes.

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