Falling in love

I'd heard the stories for months before we finally met. Everyone said she was magnetic with other women, always left them wanting more. Still, rumors don't tell you how your bodies will fit. The second we touched, I felt it. We move the same, crave the same. Now I can read every twitch of her hips, every quick catch of breath. When she opens for me, wet and ready, I know the exact pressure that makes her pulse around my fingers. She tastes clean and sharp on my tongue. I suck her clit until her thighs clamp around my ears. She calls my name the same way I call hers, low and urgent. We finish together, shaking, laughing, already reaching for the next round. We're matched, and that match is nothing but heat.