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He lifted me, his lips still attached to mine.

I heard the club owner shout dirty remarks about our kiss that made the audience laugh, but both Andrew and I no longer cared about anything.

He carried me backstage, or it seemed like it, and withdrew only to catch his breath.

We were immersed in something more than just a kiss. I didn’t know what this was, but it was completely different from any intimacy I had ever experienced before.

The thumping music echoed again, its sound muffled by the walls of the corridor trapping us. Andrew leaned my back against the wall. My legs circled his waist as...