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Ollie’s chest crashed against my breasts as he fell over me. He grabbed my hand and laced his fingers with mine and brought it over my head to hold himself up. Each grind grew faster and needy. “Baby, I love you …” he said to me, then kissed me, his sweaty body slick over mine through each thrust. His love penetrated deep into my soul. I gripped his soaked hair and tasted the salt on his lips and the fire, ice, and me on his tongue as we both released ourselves into a monumental and earth-shattering orgasm—together.
A love like this couldn’t exist in only one lifetime.