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     The door slammed closed behind us as we rushed into my apartment.  We removed our shoes and coats at a feverish pace.  Mike grabbed me and pulled me into his arms.  We collapsed onto the bed.  I landed on top of him, my loose hair tickling his forehead and cheeks.  He brushed my hair back and kissed me.  In one quick movement, Mike went from lying underneath me, to hovering over me.  For a moment, he just stared at me.

     I licked my lips in anticipation.  All of this was so new and exciting.  Every touch, every kiss, sent electricity running through my veins.  I craved his touch.

     As if reading my mind, Mike slowly began to unbutton my top.  I held my breath and closed my eyes.  He kissed my neck as he slowly slid my shirt down my shoulders.  He pulled his own shirt off, tossing it to the floor.  I giggled and placed my palms on his bare chest.  He leaned over me, and I raised my lips to meet his.  His fingers trailed down my ribs and toyed with the button of my jeans.  I slid my hands between us and undid his belt.  He soon followed suit as we removed our remaining clothes.

     My body felt as if it were on fire.  We moved together as if we were one.  Soft moans emerged from deep withing my throat.  My breath caught and my head fell back onto the pillow.  Mike entwined his fingers with mine and rested them on the pillow on either side of my face.  He dipped in low for a soft, tender kiss.

     "I love you Mila."

     I sighed in response and just gave in completely to the moment.

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