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9 years ago
My back is pushed up against the bedroom wall when his lips find the sensitive spot on the nape of my neck. I moan at the contact of his soft, luscious lips. Wes’s knee presses between my locked thighs, begging for me to open. I slowly spread them apart as he quickly fills the space. Strong hands make their way up my shirt as a low growl escapes him. Grabbing onto his broad shoulders, I have the urge to drag my nails down his back.
“God, how long I’ve waited to taste you,” he whispers into my neck, causing my blood to ignite. His mouth makes its way to my jaw as his fingers tease my hardened nipples. I grind my hips onto the large bulge forming in his pants, taking pleasure in the way his body wakes my inner siren. She’s begging to be touched, needing the release only he can give me. Finally, his lips lightly brush against mine. I can no longer wait for their connection and grab the back of his head, pressing our lips together. His kiss is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Needy. Hard. Desperate. His lips devour mine and our tongues swirl together.
A sound I wasn’t quite sure I could create escapes my mouth. “Please, Wesley,” I beg him.
“Mmm, what do you need Lo,” he responds as he moves his mouth back to my neck. Still grinding my body onto his, I feel a rush of heat between my thighs. I know one brush of his hand on my clit, and he’d send me over the edge.
“Please touch me, oh god… I need to feel your hands on me,” I moan softly to him. He growls at my plea, grips my thighs, and hoists me up so I can wrap my legs around his firm body. Taking a few steps, he gently guides our entwined bodies onto my bed. Wes’s lips find mine once again, thrusting his body to match my grinding hips. I moan loudly, no longer trying to keep my desire quiet.
“Shhh,” he whispers. “We can’t risk anyone hearing you.” I groan in return, not caring if the entire house hears us. This moment is exactly what I’ve craved for what feels like my whole life.
Wes’s hands make their way into my sleep shorts, sliding his fingers across my slick opening. I jolt forward at the connection. Dipping his fingers into my wet sex, he spreads it along my clit, swirling his fingers.
“So fucking wet for me, Lo,” he says with a predator-like growl. I feel my orgasm build, teetering on the edge of pure bliss. Our breathing is labored, and I’m panting uncontrollably, desperate for release.
I need him to push me over the edge.
I need it to be him.
Ignoring the light knocking sound I hear, it seems as if my heart is trying to escape my chest. Grabbing his head, I pull him into a kiss once again. The feel of a familiar tingling sensation takes over in the tips of my toes. I rock my hips into his touch, hearing the confirmation of my own desire. The light knocking sound appears again, and possibly a voice. Our lips break apart and Wesley’s eyes shoot to the door.
Our bodies still, hoping we’re just hearing things. Then I hear the voice again, “Sloan, it’s time to wake up.”
What the hell?
“Come on! We’re going to be late.” My eyes pop open, recognizing the voice of my older sister. I lie there panting, looking around and realizing I’m alone with my fingers on my throbbing clit.
“Fuck, it was all a dream.” I sigh to myself and throw my arm over my face.
I hear a knock again. “What the hell, Lo? Wake up!”
“I’m up, I’m up,” I yell back, trying to calm my racing heart. Happy to hear my sister’s voice and that she’s home but hating the fact she interrupted that good of a dream.
Dragging myself out of bed, I make my way into the bathroom. One look in the mirror and the aftermath of my wet-dream bliss is written all over my face. Smiling to myself, I touch my cheeks that are still flushed crimson.
Wow, what a dream. It felt so real. As if Wesley was really there with me. He seems to be a staple in my dreams lately. My mind starts racing and I run my hands down my body, enjoying the flushed color of my skin, my sex still throbbing.
I snap back to my current situation when the auto-start of my brother Eli’s truck roars to life. Hearing the commotion of people and cars outside my window, I hurry to get myself together, ensuring my cheeks return to their natural color before leaving my room to face my family and all of our friends. Is it possible for a chick to have blue balls? If so, I’m going to have a serious case all day long.
* * *
After we loadthe truck up with everything we need, we’re off to celebrate Madison and Eli’s birthday this weekend at the Turner’s upstate lake house. We have a caravan of trucks and cars following us there. This is the first weekend they’re all home from college, which means it’s going to be an epic party. I hope the Turner’s house survives. Quinn’s family lake house has been our families’ escape for years, and this weekend they’re letting us take it over. I can't wait to spend some long-awaited time with my favorite people.
We don't make it very far before Eli is pulling up the familiar driveway. My brother wails on the horn. My sister swats his arm to stop the incessant ear-piercing sound. Rolling my eyes, I gaze out the window just in time to see Wesley King stroll out of his front door shirtless, like the Greek god he is.Ugh, he’s so hot. My cheeks flush immediately as the scenes from my dream replay in my mind. He makes his way to the car, and I try desperately to control my urge to moan as I stare at him. Wes’s beautiful, bronzed skin is on full display, along with his perfectly chiseled abs. His hips have that “V” indentation that makes girls drool and lose their ability to speak in coherent sentences.
I.
Want.
To.
Lick.
Him.
