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I can’t believe I’m doing this, French kissing a guy, but even more than that, I can’t believe how much I’m coming to love it. “Fuck,” he exhales, pushing me back and sort of climbing up on my lap as we kiss. It’s so sudden, I can’t stop him. Then I realize I don’t even want to stop him. “Ugh, you’re so hot. This is so random, but I can’t control it anymore.” I feel myself busting out of my pants, and I realize this is going too quickly. I press pause and squeeze his shoulder. “Ty?” “Yeah?” “Hold on. Let’s just…chill. Please.” He leans back. “Sorry. Did I do too much?” “No. I want more. I just ...more
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