“Fuuuuck,” I breathe when we’re done. “That was so much better than anything any girl has ever done to me before. That thing you did with the suction…Jesus, what is your magic?” He just smirks. As he pulls on his clothes a few minutes later, I stop him twice to kiss him – I’m not done with him yet, and it’s like the kisses get better with every try. He’s so different from a girl, but not in a bad way – in a new and fun and exciting way. I consider asking him to have breakfast, but probably fifty people live in view of my stoop, so he should probably just go before it gets any later. He might
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