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He reaches for my hand again and moves close. I can't resist him, because he's right - and my body is on fire, my heart is ranging, and my head is cloudy, and I want him again. I miss his touch. He leans forward and puts his lips to my ear, "may I?" he asks me, and I look into his dark eyes and shudder, breathing out my acceptance because my mouth won't work. He takes my hand to his shirt, and I can feel the thuds of his heart, his breath on my neck. My hand goes inside next, running against his smooth skin. I remember. God I remember. I don't need him instructing me anymore. I run my fingers over his torso, placing my palm hard against his heart. It's beating loud for me, so loud. I lean into him, pressing my ear against his soft skin, stroking my fingers to and down his arms. It's a song, my favourite one. I look up at him and he's already looking at me. "Can I kiss you?" I ask, slipping the blanket away from my skin and straddling his lap. My fingers cup his neck, and I use my thumb to brush over his bottom lip as he looks into my eyes with his mouth parted and hands rested on either sides of my waist. He looks so good that I might combust. My heart is bombing, I want to kiss him so bad that I can't breathe. So I do. ©️UGHOMGPLSNO
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