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Ethan's arms wrap around my waist, pulling me tight against his firm torso. His head is bent down towards me, his lips pressed tight to mine.
I'm engulfed in flames. His touch has stoked an intense fire in me, one threatening to spontaneously combust.
My hands are pressed up against his chest, his grip giving me no room to pull back.
His lips are soft as they move against mine. I'm not really sure what to do. It's just been so long since I enjoyed any of this. What am I supposed to do?
What if I can't satisfy him?
He suddenly flicks his tongue against the seam of my lips and I wordlessly obey his silent command. He tastes me, teasing me, coaxing my tongue to tangle with his.
I breathe him in, the cool scent of running water overtaking me. My last thread of restraint breaks a
