Fated love
"Thank you."
"God I can't wait to get to your place," I say in a breathy tone, squirming in my seat.
"Which is closer," she asks quietly.
"Mine."
"We can go there if you're that unfocused," she says feeling bad and kisses the back of my hand.
"You're my first," I confess in a choked whisper. "I've never been with anyone before and I want it perfect."
"You're my first too," she says quietly and places my hand on her thigh, guiding it between her legs. She lets out a low moan and says, "I'm not sure how much longer I can wait."
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