My Own Kind of Perfect.

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Caleb She is so beautiful. I can't keep my eyes off her. We got lost in the depths of our eyes again. Bodies touching, feeling each other's. She planted her hands flat on my chest as I hovered her. She touched it, moving lower to my abdomen and tracing my V-line. I couldn't just stare at her. I needed to touch her too. "Please take me." I thought I just stopped breathing at what she said. I looked at her closely, looking for a sign that maybe she was just kidding, but then she spoke again. "I'm ready." "Khloe..." I trailed off. "A-are you sure?" I wanted to know. "Yes, I am. Please." What the- "You're going to be the death of me." I grunted before smashing down my lips on hers. The kiss this time was slow. It wasn't like we had just shared awhile ago. We took our time, pouring a

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