"I trust you," I told her, and she leaned forward and gently kissed me as Roman Candles of Dopamine exploded throughout my brain.

The kiss was soft and her puffy pink lips slid over mine like slow-motion magic. I felt her tongue slip into my mouth and soon we were kissing harder, more passionately. All the years of wanting her and now here I was, tasting her for the first time—she was water in middle of the driest desert. She pulled away from me before it got too wild and hopped off my lap as she grabbed me by the hand and led me toward their living room.

The area...