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want the icy shiver and the molten desire. I want it to feel like

the first time.

It does feel like the first time. I’ve never felt this way.

There has never been anyone like Adley. All the sensations

I’m feeling are almost completely brand new, but at the same

time, we fit so perfectly that it’s hard to believe that we

haven’t been together for years.

Adley knows exactly where to tuck herself. She knows

how to curl her hips. Where to put her knee, her thigh. She

knows where to touch me. How to touch me. How much

pressure. Our hips swivel faster, increasing the tempo, driving

the friction to nearly unbearable levels, but there’s no grinding

of bone on bone. No one bumps into the other person. There

aren’t any accidental injuries because we’re new and clumsy at

being together. What we’re doing feels like it’s happening in

perfect rhythm. We are in a perfect rhythm.

I kiss Adley deeply to smother the whimpers and

moans of pleasure that want to escape from my throat. We’re

in an apartment and the walls are probably thin and I’m not so

sure that I want everyone else in the building to know about

r /> our pleasure. I’d like to save that just for us.

We both drive forward, searching, reaching for release.

My tongue is in Adley’s mouth. Her tongue is in mine. I bite

down on her bottom lip gently. I reach between us and roll her

nipple between my fingers, pinching lightly. She groans, her

body coming alive, her hips and legs writhing up to meet

mine. Her hand leaves my shoulder and tangles in my hair. She

tugs until my scalp starts to burn.

I can feel the pressure building. Mounting. I can’t

believe I’ve even lasted this long.