She was that feeling. That stomach drop feeling when you're falling with arms spread wide in fierce elation. That's what she was. She was that drop. She was a roller coaster who sent me over the edge time and time again. It wasn't long before I gave to her, took from her. Pressing my lips to hers and capturing her moans in my mouth. She burned me, my beautiful surprise. She will never know how much of me already belongs to her. My love, my heart...
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