Anna undid her shirt and tossed it over the back of his couch. Now just in the tank top she'd had underneath she turned to him. She didn't say anything as she leaned in for that first kiss. It was slow, sensual; she wasn't just lusting after him. There was an affection underneath the desire that she wasn't afraid of, although maybe it would surprise him.
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Anna undid her shirt and tossed it over the back of his couch. Now just in the tank top she'd had underneath she turned to him. She didn't say anything as she leaned in for that first kiss. It was slow, sensual; she wasn't just lusting after him. There was an affection underneath the desire that she wasn't afraid of, although maybe it would surprise him.