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I lick my lips confidently only to taste the fear lingering there. Would he taste my fear? My hesitation? My doubt? His hand cups my cheek leaning in to me. My breath hitches. I close my eyes. And everything just vanishes.
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 2:40 PM UTC
My Breath Hitches.
I lick my lips confidently only to taste the fear lingering there. Would he taste my fear? My hesitation? My doubt? His hand cups my cheek leaning in to me. My breath hitches. I close my eyes. And everything just vanishes.
Kissing can be a magical thing.
noelle-margaret-eithun
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 2:40 PM UTC
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