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confess. “I guess I’ve never thought about it much. I’m just me. Always dreaming of something, even though I know it might not be scientifically possible,” I tell him, hoping he knows what I mean.

“And what happens when Katelyn’s dream comes true?” he asks, leaning a little closer.

My fingers curl, stroking his face. “Why don’t you show me?” I ask, feeling my chest stiffen as it connects with his, our mouths locking again. His strong hands starting to move over my body.

I feel my room start to spin, thinking I’d lost my make believe chance with Wes only to have it come back to me like this.

To have him come back to me, it’s enough for me to vow to never run again. To give myself to him mind, body, and soul.

“Tell me you want me,” I ask him, needing to hear it again.

“I’ll show you how much I want you if you’d like,” he says, adding, “You know I want you. I wanted you from the first moment I laid eyes on you. What I really want is for you to tell me you’re mine,” he demands, gripping me harder and making me gasp when I feel his hardness pressing into my belly.

“I’m yours, Wes I… I…”

His kiss is potent, different now and our bodies move together in a way that’s way beyond just cuddling and kissing.

I have a million things I want to tell him, and a million more questions I have to ask but right now it’s clear what both of us need.

Well, there’s that one thing I need most of all. It’s his hands and lips someplace I’ve needed them since I first saw him.

“Oh, Katelyn. Let me have you,” he groans. “Let me have you all to myself, I want you so bad it hurts.”

My legs open and I feel his whole hand cover my soaked pussy through my sweat pants as I squirm hard against him.

I make a sound of longing which turns to a purr once his hand slips down my front and finds my wetness instantly.

He grunts with satisfaction and wastes no time in working his fingers gently over my pussy lips, parting them with two fingers that make me gasp and buck hard.

I take a sharp breath in, and Wes moves his body down, pulling my sweat pants with him as he goes. My panties go with them and by pure instinct, I hook my legs over Wes’s strong shoulders as he pushes my legs even wider open.

“You’re perfect Katelyn,” he murmurs, running his hands up the insides of my thighs, telling me how smooth and soft I am, teasing my little patch of downy hair with his nose until I grip his thick hair with both hands.

I try to say it, but I can only gasp louder. I need him to eat me, to suck my clit until I’ve come on his face.

Wes’s hands move to my rear, he grips me firmly as he squeezes my ass.

“Perfect,” he growls again, making me call out, begging him to make me come.

“Oh, you’ll come alright. Don’t you worry about that,” he says softly, his tongue pressing instantly on my swollen clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure right through me while he starts to work my ass with his hands.

His hair’s soft in my hands, but once he sets to work I start to thrash and buck against his face, gripping him so hard I’m scared I’ll pull his hair out.

His low sounds and groans of pleasure tell me he can take it, and soon I’m writhing against his mouth, circling my hips and feeling his hard body flex under my legs and feet as he savors the taste of my growing arousal.

It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before and no way could I feel this good with just my fingers down there.

It’s the whole package with Wes, a real man working overtime to pleasure me before himself, to show me just what he promised.

Showing me how much he wants me and how much he gets off on me getting off.

Like his smile, his cologne, and everything else about him, I could enjoy this for days but it seems that too quickly I feel myself getting close.

There’s an urgency in my breathing, in my voice as I start to say his name faster.

His only reply is to grip my ass harder, press his tongue deeper and circle my clit with his lips until I grip the bedsheets, my head thrown back as I feel it.

My whole body shakes and I beg him to do something, anything. But it’s already happening.

What I need most is this release.

This climax he delivers.

His gift to me.

I’m holding his head again, shuddering as wave after wave of it pulses through me.

My eyes have closed, rolled back in my head and I feel my toes curling against his hard body as he slowly moves his hands all over me.

Up inside my sweater, which I never noticed was left on, he starts to move his own body up and pressing against my chest as he kisses me.

Letting me taste myself on his lips, mixed with his own essence.

It’s as big a turn on as what he’s just done, and I break away long enough to pull my sweater off, wanting him to hold me completely naked.

I can feel him, harder than ever too and I want so many things all at once.

I want him naked against me, I want his hard cock inside me, I want to hold it, and I want it in my mouth.

“I want you everywhere,” I purr into his ear, jumping when I feel his teeth bite into my neck, and giggle when his hair tickles my chest.

“In here?” he asks in that deep voice, pressing his hand against my wetness again, igniting the fire all over again with a single touch.

I gasp and nod, my head pumping as my own hands reach for his hardness, finding its outline through his sweats and tugging at them until

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