Let's be Together
Her lips are soft, warm, and the kiss is intense, almost desperate, like she’s pouring out something she’s been holding back for too long.
She’s gripping my face, pulling me into her, and her touch is sending shockwaves through me that I didn’t even know I could feel.
Holy fuck. Millie is kissing me.
The thought alone has my brain scrambling. I don’t know what to do. This is Millie—my best friend Millie, the one who’s always been there, the one whom I have known since we were kids. The one who’s holding me now, kissing me like her life depends on it.
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