Kiss me 2.1
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I feel her body tense, vibrate, open again under mine, but this time our sighs are soft, almost silent, as if we were afraid to disturb the fragile clarity of dawn.
I whisper against her skin:
— I love you. You are the only truth, the only light I will always follow.
Her fingers clench on my back, her legs wrap around mine. She repeats, breathless, again and again, like an incantation:
— I love you, I love you, I love you…