The flare went off inside our hearts as we felt each other’s breath caress our bare skin. I blushed as his lips touched every inch of my skin before colliding his lips to mine in a beautiful crash. His eyes locked in on mine and I nearly forgot to breathe. His warm hands lightly ran up and down my legs, until finally he kissed my cheek and smile. I gave him a rather confused look, and within seconds he had rolled back over to his side, looking at me with his typical grin. His hand rested on my cheek and I laughed.
Nothing was as innocent as him…as us…as our love.
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