His lips fit mine in all the right places and his tongue entered my mouth with passion. I kissed him back, though my heart pounded in fear. His hand caressed my cheek and I prayed he wouldn’t feel the stray tear that escaped. And then, as quickly as it had begun, it was over. Just like that. He pulled back, his lips flaming red. We were both silent, staring at each other, his hands still cradling my face. Nothing in my life had ever felt more right. I leaned in again, yearning for his lips. He pulled back, not far, just a few inches. I could almost taste him. My eyes begged for him to come
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