I Loved The Way He Kissed Me,

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His Smile Was Like Lightning In The Darkness, Blinding And Beautiful And Mysterious, And I Wanted Him So Badly It Was Physically Painful.

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His Kisses Were Gifts. He Kissed With Everything He Had, With Power And Passion And Hunger And Love. He Held Nothing Back, Giving Everything, Exposing Everything.

I Swayed Into Him, Drawn To His Obsessive And Insatiable Raw Need For Me, Which Reflected The Depth Of My Need For Him