Every time I closed my eyes she was there. It feels like you. Sixteen and looking at me like I was God. You’re in everything. The moment I knew that heart of hers was mine, and I couldn’t wait to be inside of her. Yes, it turns me on. Seeing her go over that edge and trust me to jump with her as I felt her from the inside for the first time and she came apart in my arms. God . . .
