I didn't have to open my eyes: the smell of his perfume was all over me, as his warm body spooned to mine. I reached for his big hands and could feel his fingers embracing mine one by one. His heartbeat echoes on my breathing, our rythms in sync: I was smiling, and although I couldn't see, I knew he was smiling, too.
That wasn't a dream, a lonely romance, a dirty talk fantasy.
It was there, it was real.
A paperback fairytale
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