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I’ve never been a hesitant person before. If I’m being honest, I’ve always been the leap before you look type of guy, so this feeling is a little out of myelement.

I’m looking, and she’sleaping.

But there’s so much more at stakehere.

Bri.

Aidan andReece.

Let’s not forget… ourhearts.

And apparently, the fact that I grew a vaginarecently.

She’s staring up at me, both hands lightly gripping my waist, and she’s practically begging for me to take her. To make her mine. And I’m sitting here wondering if it’s the right time like a scared littlebitch.

I think on this for approximately point six more secondsbefore…

“Fuck it,” I growl and slam my lips onto hers with such force it causes her to stumblebackward.

But I’m there to catchher.

Always.

I grip her ass and lift, and God bless her, she wraps her strong legs around me with the strength of apython.

I start moving, our lips neverparting.

It’s notsmooth.

It’s messy and a tad awkward, and anyone who tells you they can kiss while holding the woman they love while trying to maneuver through a house and not bump into anything is a liar. Because it’s hard — pun intended — but so worthit.

Once we eventually stumble our way into her bedroom, we fall in a heap onto the bed. The plush down comforter is soft under myback.

I grip the hem of her shirt and lift, pulling it off herbody.

“Holy shit, you’re gorgeous,” I breathe out, taking in my fill ofher.

Her shiny, dark hair falls over her shoulders, kissing the swell of her breasts still covered by her simple white bra. A few freckles cover her chest, something I’ll take my time counting when I’m not straining to be insideher.

I love that she’s playful and fun and is always up for anadventure.

I love even more that she wants that withme.

I reach around her back to unhook her bra and I feel her hand softly caress my cheek. I look up, ready to bawl like a baby and beg for mercy if she’s telling me tostop.

The look on her face has me pulling away just an inch. “What’swrong?”

She slides the straps down each arm before unhooking her bra and removing itslowly.

“Umm, I need to tell you something before you… you know, lick or suck or whatever you were planning on doing there.” She points to her breasts, and my eyebrows shoot to my hairline at hernervousness.

“Okay?”

“This is embarrassing, and you’re gonna think I’m the vainest person on the planet but…” She looks down at her breasts and shrugs hershoulders.

I resist the urge to look down at her bare chest for what I think is a pretty damn commendable span of a few seconds before jack knifing up, spinning us around so she’s pressed to the mattress, and I kiss herhard.

“Just tell me. I swear I won’t. I couldn’t ever think that aboutyou.”

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