His hand came up and cupped the side of my face. His thumb rubbed over my lips like he was testing them, trying them out with his thumb before he went in with his own lips. My heart felt like it was about to pound out of my chest and go crashing into his. He leant in until his lips met mine. They were so much softer than I ever could have imagined. Soft and minty, he must’ve cleaned his teeth right before he came down to the pool. He smelled and tasted delicious, minty fresh, and clean. I was aware of the sensation of stubble around the edge of his mouth, but it was his lips, those soft, soft
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