Touch Me: Erotica Book 1 (The Virgin to Vixen Series) (6 page)

“How did I get home?” My mind was racing.
I needed answers. Where was my
stranger
? W
here was
the man
who
took me up and over the top with pleasure
?
It did happen
,
didn’t it?
Suddenly, the night began to evaporate into the surreal, like a dream. But it couldn’t be a dream. I didn’t want it to be a dream!

I went back into my bedroom and sat on my bed. I reached under my nightgown and inside my cotton panties. Nothing felt different. Tears welled up in my eyes. I needed to know that my night of
pleasure
did
,
in fact
,
happen.
I needed a
sign
.
Anything.

I glanced
around my room, but my eyes stopped when I looked
at my sandals on the
floor
. I tilted my head as I stared at a small single daisy flower that lay inside my shoe.
I gasped.
My heart began to
pound
out of control. I was scared
,
yet excited at the same time.
Proof!
The night was r
eal!

Jubilant,
I walked over and picked up the
flower
. Attached to it
was a small white, folded paper
. I brought the
flower
to my nose and smelled the same
scent
that
I had smelled when my
stranger
put the flower to my nose
while I had been blindfolded
. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. A small remainder of a tingle darted between my legs.
The smell of that flower brought back the memory of the night as if I were going through it again.

My hands trembled when I
realized that he had brought me home, put me in bed and left the flower behind.
How did he get past my parents?
Who was he? Would I ever see him again?
There were so many questions that I needed answered.
I unfolded the piece of paper and inside
was
handwritten
:
‘
U
ntil we meet again.
’
What did that mean? When would I meet him again?

Right now, however, I was basking in the warmth of the memory of his soft touch. His hands were big and strong. His mouth was soft and warm. He was a stranger
who
had taken
the time to touch me
and pleasure me
without asking for anything in return. I wondered if my family would notice the difference in me. I was now more of a woman
and
I was ready to experience more. I realized
that
there was just one
serious
problem: I wanted
more
with the one man
who
I knew nothing about.
Not even his name.
           

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