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F o r t y - f i v e
I can go on and on about how much I love kissing him, how soft lips are and when his tongue finds mine, my toes curl, and my belly quivers. He's killing me.
I tripped twice.
He's been holding me close, his arm around my middle. He must feel it then, the not wanting to let go. The yearning, the need to be clued from the hip. My clumsiness makes him laugh, ever more so when he finally separated us to go get his car keys from the valet. I took only two steps, and he was fast enough to reach forward and grab me before my face met the asphalt. "Careful." That was all he said and didn't let go until I was safe inside the warm interior with leathery dark seats and extra legroom for my short legs. Apparently, he drives. Never before have I seen him behind the wheel and I have to say, is very attractive. Is so slick and it looks fast, I like to think I would enjoy a speedy trip, sounds exciting, and I wish he would let me try,
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