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We’re silent for a few minutes The thrum of my heartbeat jacks up as her hand continues to stroke my arm Up and down, smooth and warm

"Brent?" Her voice is the barest whisper, like she’s checking to see if I’m asleep

"Mmm?"

"II missed you so much"

And I’ atcurrent ever since I saw her on my front step, and with those feords, I let the current take me

I close the ainst hers She sinks into h Her mouth molds to ue to slide against hers It feels unreal--sweet and aroan with the taste of her

And it’s like I’ain, back in that Ferrari Hot exciteh my bloodstrea to touch her everywhere, yet wanting to savor every second

And suddenly I realize hat I felt back then was so powerful It wasn’t because I was a horny kid who couldn’t wait to blow his load

It was her

This beautiful, sweet, strong girl in o--under , ever since And now she’s here--inatcontact with herabove her Her stomach contracts under my palm as my other hand slides over it and comes to rest on one perfect breast She fits beautifully in my hand, and when I squeeze its softness, Kennedyme howwith ainst the center of my palm And she whimpers in my mouth, arches up into my touch I spread kisses fro the spot on her neck where her pulse ju the remnants of rain and sweat and that special flavor that is hers alone

She breathes hard, and her hands are everywhere--running throughthe muscles inher lobe betweenback doith teasing slowness to where her pelvis is rising, looking for friction but only finding air

And I’ to take care of that for her

When ers resting against her pussy, I rasp into her ear, "Is this okay?"