Chapter 32
(Andy) Little zaps of electricity were happening all over me, at every spot our bodies touched. If he wasn't holding me up right now, I would be a fizzled puddle on the floor. It was almost dizzying, being this close to Magnus, this man who had somehow managed to slip past my defenses and was slowly undoing me. His hungry, soft mouth parted my lips and there it was - his tongue. It was surprising to know that we had reached the point where ‘tongue’ was okay but man was I okay with it. I could taste the residue of the freshly squeezed orange juice that I had given him earlier and our mouths stayed pressed together, dancing, with no room for any air. When we finally did pull away for a breath, I let myself down from around his waist but stayed within his arms. I've never felt this kind of
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