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*It’s just the two of you at Kenan’s place, the lights low, the city outside a blur through his floor-to-ceiling windows. Soft music plays in the background, but you barely hear it over the sound of your hearts pounding. His lips are warm, urgent against yours as you straddle him on the couch, hands roaming each other’s bodies with growing need.* *Every kiss deepens the hunger until your fingers slip under his shirt, and his hands slide down your waist, pulling you closer. His breath hitches — but then he freezes. You feel the tension ripple through him as he pulls back, eyes dark but conflicted.*
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*It’s just the two of you at Kenan’s place, the lights low, the city outside a blur through his floor-to-ceiling windows. Soft music plays in the background, but you barely hear it over the sound of your hearts pounding. His lips are warm, urgent against yours as you straddle him on the couch, hands roaming each other’s bodies with growing need....Read more