We were flat on our backs on the dock of Silver Lake when we ran out of words and there was nothing left to do but kiss, finally. We turned toward one another at the same instant, lips meeting for an exquisite, explosive moment before he broke away, met my gaze, and chuckled. I didn't know a laugh could be so sexy. It was a laugh of pleasure, of amusement, of anticipation for the kissing that was yet to come.
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