and then he is kissing me. Once. Twice. Until I've had a taste. Until I realize I'll never have enough of him. I push harder against him, the heavy beat of the music around us becoming but a dull noise at the back of my mind. And then he is everywhere. Up my back, my arms, my front and he starts to kiss me harder, deeper with a fervent urgent need I've never known before.
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