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... respond. But his soft lips were already entangled with mine. I didn’t know why; maybe it was the vulnerability or the storm. I couldn’t move either.
His lips were warm. The only sound was the soft hum of the refrigerator and the quiet storm outside. His kiss wasn’t forceful, it was almost hesitant, almost as if he was waiting for me to pull away. Willing to stop at the slightest protest.
He was testing uncharted territories.
Every thought screamed that I should shove him, ...
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