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It’s pretty full on.

His lips take mine. “Please,” he murmurs against me. “Do you want me to beg?”

The last of my resistance leaves my body, and I tug his T-shirt over his head and pull him off the counter to take his jeans off.

And he undresses me, and I know this is the precipice of something new. The good, the bad, and the ugly of what it means to be a woman.

“Get in the shower, and I’ll go to the bathroom.” I lead him in under the water and go to the bathroom down the hall and sort myself out. When I walk back into the bathroom, I see the beautiful man under the hot water. Wide shoulders, broad chest with a scattering of dark hair. Rippled abdomen, and lower, perfectly kept pubic hair, his thick cock hanging heavily between his legs.

But it’s the look in his eyes that melts me.

He takes me into his arms, and we kiss in a moment of perfect clarity.

I am his.

I want this too.

He lifts me, wraps my legs around his waist, and slides in deep in one sharp movement.

The steamy room, the hot water, the extra lubrication magnifies the perfection between us.

His body stretches mine, and with our breath quivering, our hearts pounding, we make slow gentle love as we stare into each other’s eyes. Millions of emotions swimming between us, those three sacred words swirling on the tip of my tongue.

This was written in the stars long before we met. It was inevitable and meant to be.

I’m totally and irrevocably in love with Henley James.

Henley

Juliet lies in bed with her back to me, naked, and I’m curled around her back.

Her gentle pattern of breathing is calming, like a balm to my soul.

Many nights over the last week I’ve stayed awake just so I could listen to it.

My hand roams up over her skin, and without thinking I drop my lips to her temple and kiss her softly. I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear so I can see her face clearer.

Perfect bone structure, porcelain skin, and dark eyelashes that flutter as she sleeps. Her pink lips are big and kissable.

I’ve never known such a beautiful being, and I’m not even talking about the outside packaging.

Something happened tonight.

I can’t put my finger on it, but I feel a storm brewing deep inside.

I’ve found myself swimming in a bottomless ocean, far, far from the shore.

Unsure of what to do.

Taken back to the fifteen-year-old boy who has lost his protector and his safe place to fall.

I rest my face against Juliet’s just so I can be closer, hold her tighter.

She stirs while still sleeping and turns her head and kisses my cheek. “Hen,” she whispers.

“I’m here.”

She smiles softly, her eyes still closed. “I love you.”

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