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I could feel the champagne warming my body as I drank from the glass you poured for me. We celebrated your return to me that weekend with a clink of our glasses as I leaned into you with a long, tender kiss, setting our drinks aside when that kiss grew more hungry. You'd been gone too long this time and I couldn't wait another second to feel your lips everywhere---anywhere---on my body. I pressed against you and my hair, slightly damp and smelling of shampoo, fell across your face as our lips and tongues hungrily explored one another's.

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