Alyssa Walsh

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My body was on fire, and I was gone. Completely lost in her mouth and the way the buzz under my skin traveled across my face, down my neck, warming my chest. So many times of needing to be close to her, talk to her, see her smile at me, and now I had her in my arms, I never wanted to let her go. Nothing—nothing—had ever felt this good.
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