“I would have made it good for you.” I feel her weight against me, skating my fingertips lazily over her shoulder. “I had all these plans…” Her voice is dry when she repeats, “Plans.” “Yep.” I skim my fingers over her arm. “I had a playlist. Couldn’t let my Lady lose her virginity to shitty music, could I? I was going to wear a condom—ribbed, with lots of lube. It was going to be in the morning, because…” I pause, having to think hard to remember why that was a detail. “Well, because we’re just really good in the mornings, right? I was going to eat you out for a while. It’d have to be a
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