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muscular frame just after his arms
wrap around my waist, lifting me off the ground. My eyes clutched
shut, I feel weightless as he kisses me, hard at first, but then it
softens… The tip of his tongue licks lightly along the seam of my
lips and I can’t help but moan, smile as he does this, just knowing
that I’m finally getting my way. Like I always do.
    His tongue then pushes into my mouth,
gently exploring until he finds mine, and the feeling is wonderful.
More so than I’ve ever imagined it in my mind…all those times in my
room, in the shower, in my dreams. Our first kiss is so much better
than that, and I revel in it, twine my tongue with his as
everything that’s happened between us that’s led up to this, just
simply melts away.
    I couldn’t do it before for the life
of me, but my body relaxes, until the anxiousness that invaded my
every thought is all but gone.
    I moan into his mouth, enjoying this
first-time embrace of ours, when he suddenly withdraws from it,
dragging a quiet whimper from me when he pulls away. I open my eyes
to his incredibly deep, blue-eyed gaze, his expression an easy one
with a slight smile adorning his face. So good looking it’s not
even funny.
    My legs suddenly feel weak again as
nervous energy pools in the pit of my stomach. But in the best of
ways. Mixed signals and all, I have to wonder where we’re going
next…or if it’s gonna end like this…with a single, yet powerful
kiss. I, for one, would like nothing more than to take it a step or
three further. So, unlike before, when I waited for him to make a
move, I take the initiative, as a solitary thought has me standing
up on my toes: what if I don’t get another chance?
    As difficult as it is, I keep my gaze
steadily focused on his, then move to disrobe…all as I go against
logic, my desire taking full control of my hands. He does nothing
to stop me, and before I realize the gravity of the moment, my belt
and top are hitting the mat, leaving me standing there in my
undershirt and pants.
    I swallow hard past the lump in my
throat, pussy clenching on air as he raises his hands to either
side of my face and leans in for another kiss. Passion lighting my
blood on fire, his tongue enters my mouth once again, and I make
the conscious decision to let my inhibitions go, not willing to
“look a gift horse in the mouth.”
    Slick tongues searching, dueling in
fervor, his hands drop from my face to my waist, tugging my
undershirt loose. Begrudgingly separating from our kiss, I yank my
top up and over my head, tossing it onto the pile that’s already
there.
    Eyes flickering heated desire, he
licks his lips, dark gaze squarely focused on my large breasts as I
reach around to unclasp my bra, slipping free of it as he looks on
in earnest.
    Time slows…and I’m standing there,
Master Park staring at my half-naked self, shaking his head as his
Adam’s apple bobs in his throat. “Dear god, Ms. Kinkaid…you’re
absolutely stunning.”
    Living in the moment, I wipe my mind
of all reason, and reply, “Your turn.” I fight my natural urge to
look away as he sheds his belt, top and bottom, leaving him
standing tall and nearly naked in his boxer briefs, doing a pretty
horrible job of hiding the enormous bulge between his legs. When I
feel my mouth curving into a smile, I instinctually bite down on my
lower lip, trying to hide the flow of adrenaline racing through my
veins.
    “ You don’t look too bad
yourself, Master Park.”
    He nods, half-smiling, staring boldly,
standing confident, unlike the flood of modesty clouding my mind,
I’m sure of it. “Your turn.”
    I guess it is. I hook my fingers
around the waistband of my pants and shimmy them off my hips until
they drop to the floor, thinking all the while about how I’ve never
been with an older man before… I mean, not counting the guy who
took my virginity in high school, who was three years my elder. No,
this guy makes me check myself…like I have no doubt he’s got way
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