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This cannot be interrupted It’s still too new, too at risk for being the only tiet to feel this Goddamn does she taste like theher into s hit the bed I don’t want her to think anything other than this kiss is enough I’ve thought about more Fuck, I think aboutwhen I’ when I’ht now

Her h for her to breathe, and our foreheads fall together,every curve and contour of her cheeks, chin, mouth Her eyes finally open to mine, and her hands ertips reaching into ht in her teeth, and just when I think I see worry--ret--flash in her features, her lip curves up into a sles, her breath soft and sweet

She places one hand flat againstme to sit I do as she says, but I keep es her ertips, the softness of her skin She crawls ontoon either side until she’s completely wrapped herself aroundher…like this, awakens rowl a deepthe line of her lace panties, and pulling her closer toh, to her hips and sides until my thumbs feel the perfect curve of her breasts I leave her eyes, only for a few seconds, because her body has been invadingfor ers linger at her ribs,cautiously until my thus clutch ontointoI’le piece

"You feel…I’ heavy and the pressure of everything in ain, the breathy kind, al

"I don’t knohat Ty told you, or what you’ve heard about me, but I need to take this slow, Houston I want you, but this is…it’s just…you’re so ainst ainst the ani, but too much?" I joke, and she shovesdown her face, her center pressing even harder onto kill me

"That’s not what I meant," she says, her smile almost bashful Beautiful

I reach up and sweep her hair behind her, running my thumb over her cheek "I know I knohat you ain was kiss you, I’d be fine with that," I say, letting ain at her ribs beforeslowly up her unbelievably perfect breasts

"That’s a lie," I say, letting ood for now, but I’ot to do was kiss you I’d die"

She laughs at my confession, but lets it fade into this sexy, sinister sers intertithat her skin I let her guide hs, pushing the edge of her night shirt up higher until now I can see the pink lace of her underwear, the shirt that once draped to her knees now bunched around her waist She ain hard, her body ainst mine in a purposeful sway, and she lets her head fall back, her hair falling in waves along her shoulders, her lips parting as sheforward, her hands running along my chest and down my arms, purposefully, and then she stops as her mouth hovers above ht, that’s the line," she says, waiting for me to accept