Warning: Mature content in the chapter
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Grace wasn't sure for how long they kissed. She was completely lost in him and the moment. Het hands found their way to his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles.
She knew she wanted him - no, needed him - more than she had ever needed anyone before. Her hands moved lower, trailing down his torso until they reached the waistband of his trousers. She fumbled with the button, her nerves were making her fingers clumsy.
"Let me," he spoke softly as he pulled back from her. His voice was thick with desire, making it obvious that he was nowhere near stopping anytime soon. He stood at the edge of the bed and unbuttoned his trousers before pushing them down along with his boxers.
Grace felt her breath hitching as he revealed himself. Her eyes widened slightly as she took him, all of him. He was beautiful - every inch of him.