My head spun, but in a way that wanted to sink into, to drown in the warmth of it. I was falling into a vast dark sky and I didn't care. I wanted to disappear into it. I wanted more. Our tongues explored, soft, warm, and then he pulled away, his eyes searching mine, wondering, asking. Should he stop?No, I thought. No. Don't stop.His gaze held, waiting, as if he needed to hear me say it aloud.
-Mary E. Pearson
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