As before, a soft wanton sound resonates in her chest. Her hands curl around his head, and her body molds to his. He kisses her for the first time, really kisses her and she drinks him in, like a woman dying of thirst.
And for the first time since this strange dance began, she's the one to pull back with a quiet gasp, her hands white-knuckled in his shirt.
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And for the first time since this strange dance began, she's the one to pull back with a quiet gasp, her hands white-knuckled in his shirt.