December 2011
thatkindofwoman:
It was the lip biting. Honest, hands down, it was the first time we kissed and you nipped at my lip. It was on the couch, you know that one, white, deep worn in cushions, an early ikea attempted at comfort. It was tentative, as all first deep kisses are at first. At least the ones that you have been waiting to take. Calculating the risks. Finally I had moved forward, a quick...
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