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Mesi's POV

I stood removing my jeans as well as my underwear as their lips met for a heated hold, the sight only serving to fuel the sense of impatience that already resided in me. This moment was one that I had written on the walls of mind on the nights I was alone with lingering desire, and seemingly after all the time spent with my imagination, my own thoughts never did this moment any justice.

Sam's gentle nature seeped into her every action, from her hesitant touches that were left to utter silent questions of consent, to the way her lips danced slowly with every kiss and how she held onto our bodies as if our very limbs were as fragile as our guarded hearts.

My hands went to the hem of my shirt pulling it over my head before they focused on my bra releasing th