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I moan and lean into him, tilting my head to give him full access to my lips. My whole body feels like it’s on fire, and I’m consumed with the desperate need to have Charles at whatever cost. It’s obvious that he feels the same way from the way he’s kissing me. We kiss for long, blissful minutes, both lost in the moment.

“Damn, I’ve missed you so much, Jessica. Everything about you…” He tells me, trailing kisses all over my face and down my neck. I moan sensually, and run my hands impatiently down his back, suddenly unable to control myself any longer. It feels like I’m going to die if I don’t have him, and soon at that.

“Me too, Charles. You have no idea just how much.” I tell him, pulling at his shirt impatiently, but to my utter horror, he jumps off the sofa as though he has been stung by a snake or some other equally poisonous vermin.

“We cant…” He groans, rearranging and straightening his shirt.

“Why? What’s wrong?” I ask, looking down at myself and embarrassed to see that the fi