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We lie still, quivering in silence, staring at the black ocean and the San Francisco skyline. He collapses further, sinks deeper. You cannot deny a moment like this, so we remain in perfect, pulsating silence, both of us aware of the incredible sensations happening to both of us.
I kiss him on the neck and say, “All men are kings.”
Perry surrenders; a wisp of sound emerges from his mouth, a firefly-sized gasp.
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