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*Isabella POV* His eyes have me completely captivated. I grip his shoulders even harder. I gasp as he enters me, he is so slow and careful, his eyes taking in every expression, looking for any sign of pain or discomfort. I don't shy from his intense gaze. Minutes tick up, inch by inch he enters me. My body adjusts to him quickly. He groans so deeply as he gets every last bit into me. I moan, keeping my eyes locked on him. "This isn't a dream is it?" I know I am crazy but I can't be this far gone can I? "No little one" I realized quickly that my imagination is not this elaborate, but I just didn't want it to stop. I didn't want it to stop, I didn't want it to be a dream but I was sure that it couldn't be reality. It is too perfect, he is too good, he is way too good looking. "A