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As he tightens his arainst hi to lea from me I will actually die when this is over if I’ve left a damp patch on his pants

Over his thickly h

Oh, Lord

But the thoughts don’t last long as he dipsthe blood rush to h my insides as our noses alain

And anticipating the hard brush of him

“How are you feeling now?” Alexander’s words are pressed into the soft skin ofmy hands to his hips

Hot I feel hot Inside Outside A heated pleasure seeertips to s I should be sharing Not with him Not now

“I-I’o off like a firework

His low laughter seems to shock us both

Please, Lord above, don’t let me have said that

Thereement, he leads me from the dance floor We step out of the open French doors at the far side of the room and down onto the terrace

The cool evening air does nothing to ease my blood

“Alexander” I hold up s it to his chest where it once again beco like the stars in the night sky the moment before he slides his lips across mine

Was the groan his or mine as ainst the fabric

Another groan, this time mine as he steals my breath and feeds me his This is the exact kind of kiss that’s meant for darkened hallways in Latin clubs For museum rooms For castle kitchens For bedrooms

“We shouldn’t” Even as I protest, reedy for his as my bones liquefy and my insides turn molten