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M E R E D I T H

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june 2022


Making out with Pierre is definitely the best way to spend Friday night. We're lying on the bed, I lounge on top of him. Kissing him is so intoxicating, every time I pull away to breathe I go back in instantly, missing the way his lips warm mine.



"Take off your shirt," he says, between kisses. I pull off my top quickly,

"You too," I smirk. He nods and I grab the hem of his shirt, tugging it off. I enjoy the view of him shirtless, even though I've seen his abs a million times. This time is so different, this time we're more than friends. I kiss his lips, then I make my way down to his neck. I go down his stomach and stop when I reach his pants.


"No," he grunts,

"No?" I question,

"Tonight's about you, only you," in one swift movement he moves me so that he's now on top. He looks down at me while removing my leather pants,



"You'd look better without these," I laugh, lying on the bed with nothing but my bra and underwear, "Out of all the days, you had to wear a bra today?" he snaps my clasp open.

"Apologies," I joke,

"After tonight, you'll never apologize again," God he's good at talking dirty. I feel him laying kisses between my thighs until he removes my underwear. I feel very exposed. It's not like I haven't had sex before, but it had been a while. I feel euphoric once he reaches the place that aches for him the most, it's so good I almost see stars.




P I E R R E

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june 2022

Every noise that came out of her mouth just made me want her even more. The way she was undone just by my tongue, turned me on more than any girl ever before. While she recovers, I unbuckle my pants taking out a condom from one of my pockets,

"You're well prepared," she comments, her voice breathy,

"You never know," I reply, she gets up and rolls my pants off my body. She traces the outline on my boxers before removing them. I hand her the condom and she rolls it on,

"Are you sure?" I ask, moving into position,

"Yes, God yes," she sighs, "Please Pierre," the urge to say that I loved her was so strong, but now didn't feel like the right time. And like any gentleman, I listened to her.




I wake up next to Mere again, but now she's naked. I smile at a job well done. She's snuggled up on my chest, her hair a mess,



"I love you." I whisper.

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