All This Time

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All This Time

Overview:

I give as good as I get, and between fevered pants and inflamed kisses over his lips and neck, my fingernails rake his hair, clenching his short curls when he slides his warm hands under my shirt.

My eyelids flutter shut as I tighten my legs around his waist. Somehow, in the course of the last few minutes, my thighs have straddled him, my knees pushing against the hard back of the sofa. "Charlotte," I hear him whisper against my neck, "has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?"

"No," I say, my laugh sounding more raspy than normal. "Can't say that they have."

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