[ he slides his fingers out of her and pulls away, and she mistakes it for shyness, for him feeling unsure because they're friends and even if they've been that for a little less than three months, she knows already he's not the kind of guy to just sleep around.
she reaches for him then, pushes up from the bed to slip her arms around his bare torso, her lips pressing soft kisses along the pattern of scars that mark his skin.
when her lips track a path up to right behind his ear, her hand skims over his stomach, courage taking hold. ] I want you. [ her voice is thick with emotion. ] But if you don't want this, I'll get dressed right now.
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she reaches for him then, pushes up from the bed to slip her arms around his bare torso, her lips pressing soft kisses along the pattern of scars that mark his skin.
when her lips track a path up to right behind his ear, her hand skims over his stomach, courage taking hold. ] I want you. [ her voice is thick with emotion. ] But if you don't want this, I'll get dressed right now.