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It was overwhelming, impossible to process how good it felt. I leaned against the cool tile wall, trying to catch my breath and make sense of what had just happened. When he found my most private entrance, he pushed in, and I saw stars. I wanted to hate it, to push him away, but instead, I leaned into it, giving myself over to the pleasure he was apparently so adept at giving. I was hyper-aware of every inch of his hands as they pressed against my body, the heat of his skin, the rough texture of his palms, the skilled pressuring of his fingers. But my body wasn’t exactly listening. When he was done soaping up, and I was still trying to act like my body hadn’t just betrayed every assumption I had about myself, we rinsed off side by side. Open, exposed, no curtains, no privacy. But my body wasn’t exactly listening. I learned a new sense of pleasure.