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68 ◆ Hold Me Tight ◆
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◇ KEL ◇
It started with a quick kiss—a little chaste buss I left on his lips.
Our first ever real kiss.
It felt light. Easy. Almost...natural. I wanted to comfort him in some way, before I had to leave him alone in this empty house.
So I kissed him again. As I held onto his tense shoulders, he just grabbed my arms and pulled me to him to show me how to really kiss someone.
Our first time didn't end there. His breath smelled of alcohol but I just didn't give a crap. I wanted to prolong the feeling of his soft and warm mouth on mine. Just for tonight...I wanted to know how he really kissed a woman.
He brushed his lips onto my neck, then on my shoulder, his firm arms embracing me. It felt right. Like he wanted me the same way I wanted him.
Sure. We're jus
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