Thoughts race through my mind as his fingers move across my thighs. I want to live in this moment and not wonder if I’ll ever see him again.
Our lips part. Our tongues dance in between. I’m swimming in his eyes, dreaming of being with him the rest of my life.
I feel him sliding in and out and I wrap my legs around him. If I could hold him here and not let him go I would. His lips close to my ear. He whispers in my ear. I feel him on the edge. I want to keep him here.
It’s over before I want it to be. He’s dressed and out the door with just one kiss. Will I see him again? It’s always unclear but mostly I’ll never hear from him after the one time.
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