I found him again, and couldn’t stop the moisture leaking from my eyes and down the sides of my face. His lips touched mine, so tenderly it nearly ripped my heart out. I held on, not blinking as he slowly, carefully, pushed inside me, and I thought I might lose my mind at the sensation of him stretching me out; the bite of pain, the tightness, the way he fitted perfectly… like we were made for each other.
