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[A rushed sigh of relief. The feel of her, every little movement she makes, every twitch...it's astonishing how much of her he can feel already. Confidence building, he inches forward slowly, planting little kisses all over her mouth. He remembers he has hands, but they're tangled in her hair and don't want to let go. His hips jerk suddenly at the end, and he tenses, still shaking, fully seated inside her.]

Sorry! Are you okay?

[His face is flushed, and he feels the sweat trickling between his shoulder blades, but he holds her tight against him, as fully one with her as it is possible to be. His lips seek out her throat.]