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His tongue swirled inside my entrance, and my hips lifted up off the mattress, desperate for more.

I mewled in protest as he rose up. “Enjoying yourself, baby?”

I nodded woodenly, but what I wanted to say was, Oh, yeah.

He grinned and dipped his head back down. His mouth closed around my clit and tingles zinged through my body. I knew I was close to reaching that peak everyone talked about.

He sucked harder and I came apart.

I’m pretty sure I saw stars at that moment, or maybe it was heaven, because I could have died and never known.

My fingers tangled into the soft strands of his hair.

He lifted up and smiled at me. His lips were slick, and instead of being disgusted, it only made me want him more.

“That’s just orgasm number one,” he murmured promisingly.

My body hummed at his words.

More?

Was that possible?

He moved back up my body, kissing me deeply, as his erection pressed against me.

I gripped his boxers and pulled them down. He removed them the rest of the way, and rested between my thighs, his hot length pulsing against me.

My heart stuttered, knowing what was about to happen.

I hadn’t known Trace very long but this felt right with him.

He twisted his fingers in my hair, gazing down at me.

He looked like he wanted to say something, but kissed me instead, our tongues tangling together.

My legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him against my core.

“Not yet,” he rasped.

He flipped to his back, taking me with him, so that I straddled his hips and gazed down at him.

He may have called me beautiful, but he was wrong. Trace was the beautiful one, inside and out, not me.

His fingers trailed gently up my back, causing me to shiver.

He sat up and took one on my breasts in his mouth. I cried out, gripping the short dark hairs at the base of his neck to steady myself.

All of the nerve-endings in my body seemed to react to his touch.

His body was warm against mine and slightly damp with sweat.

His arms wrapped around me, hands clasping aroun

d my back, bringing our chests flush against each other. I bent my head, kissing his lips, chin, and neck.

He felt perfect against me. I knew, then, that Trace was it for me. There would never be anyone else that made me feel this way. It wasn’t possible for more than one person to make you feel this…complete. This was once in a lifetime, and once you found it, you held onto it with everything you had.

He flipped me over so my back rested against the mattress and my head was cradled on his pillow.

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