”I know,” she replies. I bend toward her to kiss her cheek but she shifts her neck and I land at her mouth instead. For a moment we hover, and then move into each other. At first there is only a light pecking, her lips still being foreign, untouched and virgin to me. I pull back and as I do she whispers “no” staring into my eyes, cupping her hands behind my neck, pulling me close pleading that this is what feels right, this is what should have been all along. Her lips are warm, soft to the touch as our mouths meet and open ever so slightly caressing into each other, finding the folds of our skin, sliding up and down, ever so slightly in and out pushing and pulling.
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Love Story Excerpt
