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COMING TOGETHER
CLAUDIA
“No … don’t stop,” I said, echoing his words. I could feel his l**t for me, and it was making me feel drunk.
I knew nothing else, wondered if other people felt what we felt. Our minds merged; our feelings came together. There was an electricity racing through both of us, sharpening the connections of our physical bodies intertwining. It was like a fuse had been lit and something in me was going to explode.
His fingers slid over me. I could feel myself growing hot. When his finger slid inside of me, I threw my head back. It felt strange, invasive; it hurt a little.
When I cried out, he stopped moving. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I think that’s normal the first time.”
John looked unsure. He was far too involved and intoxicated to answer. I could sense that, with
