Page 412 of The First Time

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Like maybe we can understand each other this well all the time.

I dig my hands into his hair and pull him into a kiss.

He brings his hands to my hips and guides me into position.

His cock strains against me.

Slowly, he enters me.

Fuck.

Heat floods my body.

But it's more than desire. I'm one with him. Withhimand not with the sex-crazed animal. This is the Blake with the sad blue eyes and the heart-stopping laugh and the tendency to pull away.

He's mine.

And I'm his.

And it makes sense.

The world makes sense.

He kisses me back.

I rock my hips in time with his. Taking everything he has to give me. Offering everything I have to give him.

Almost…

There.

With his next thrust, I come. My sex pulses around him. I dig my nails into his skin, pulling him closer, making him mine.

He groans back against my mouth.

He pulls me closer as he thrusts into me.

Then he's there, holding me tightly as he pulses inside me.

Mine.

We stay pressed together for a long, long time.

And it really is perfect.

Like I'm exactly where I belong.

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