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Kavielle POV
The room was black, I wasn't sure what time it was. The last time I woke, the kisses flared and we ended up wrapped in each other's arms again… And again.
This wasn't like with Alyssa, this was deep, meaningful. Everything I wanted was right here with him, but he insisted this must be it. "We have to keep our distance…" he whispered in the dark, as he would penetrate me again. Soft whispers of love, his body relenting to orgasms over and over… his words muted by his actions.
Now, the feeling of the sheets wrapped around me, next to an emptiness… He had left at some point while I slept. The curtains of my room had been drawn tight, my clothes laid out on the chair, but otherwise, the room unchanged. How did I end up here? Was it all a drug-induced dream?
