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... vibrating beneath my palm.
Is he nervous?
I moved my hands, but I couldn’t cover his entire broad chest; he was like a big blank canvas, and creativity was lost to me.
I want to touch him, but I can’t, not like this... not when he’s this distant. I took my hand off and wrapped my arms around his neck in an embrace, my fingers playing with his hair.
I sighed in relief when he held my waist, before he coiled his arms around me to bring me closer. I relaxed into him ...
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