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[ It's dizzying, all of it. Her breaths come out in soft pants, she feels a fire inside of her grow wildly and she swears she can hear her heart beating rapidly. He's almost naked before her as he shimmies out of his pants, his face pulling back from her own with a look that has a shiver running up her spine. She smiles up at him, breathlessly, almost still grasping with the reality that this is actually happening, that they are doing this, without a thought to the consequences.
She feels his fingers run along her skin until they are slipping beneath the last bit of fabric she has on, her own hands sliding down his back, nails biting gently at skin to encourage him further, kissing him back possessively almost, as if to make sure that he wants her and no one else.]