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I grind myself against him as the pressure inside me build. He grips my hip, thrusting up to meet me now. The pressure builds and builds and suddenly bursts. I moan loudly as my cunt clamps down on his cock.

“That’s a good girl.” He breathes into my ear as I come down from my orgasm.

He picks me up and turns me around so I’m laying back on the couch, his cock never leaving me. He lifts my dress against my stomach and his fingers find my clit as he starts to fuck me.

I squirm at the first contact but go still as the pressure starts to build back up. It’s building quickly as he fucks me and massages my clit.

“Fuck. Wes.” I moan, my hand gripping his arm.

My eyes roll back as my orgasm hits hard. My back arches up and my legs shake.

He gives me a few more thrusts before groaning and filling me up with his cum.

“Fuck.” He comments before leaning down and kissing me. “I love you.” He adds when he finally pulls away from me.

He pulls out of me and stands up, doing up his pants.

“I love you too.” I pant, sitting up and fixing my thong before standing up. My legs feel wobbly and unsteady. “I literally feel weak in the knees.” I laugh.

“Good.” He smirks. I go to the mirror and start to touch up my makeup. “Is it bad that it kind of turns me on knowing you’ll be playing your set full of my cum?” He says, coming up behind me. He puts his arms around me.

“No.” I blush though. “It feels nice to be full of you.”

“Oh yeah? You like being full of something?” He moves my hair from my neck and kisses my shoulder.

“Yes.”

“We should probably have the talk now, huh?”

I nod.

“So, what are we? Just friends? More?” He asks.

“Definitely more.”

“Abbey.” He calls, turning my head so I’m looking at him. I stare into his big, beautiful caramel eyes. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

I don’t even think about it, I just nod my head, unable to speak. I have my doubts, but I can’t seem to remember them now. All I know right now is this amazing man loves me and wants me to be his.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes.”

He lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me. His lips move against mine with a sense of purpose now, like he is trying to mark them. His pressed them against me so intensely, I open my mouth, letting my tongue slide into his mouth for once. He sucks on it softly as his lips still move with mine.

The kiss seems to go on forever, but we eventually part. My lips feel almost bruised from the intensity of the kiss, but I don’t care.

“I don’t think I will ever get used to that. So, are we getting fucked up again or what?”

I nod and pull out one of my vials from my pocket. He does the same and we each do two small bumps.

“Shall we go out there?”

“Yeah.”

Wes puts his arm around me as we walk out of the room. He guides me to the table with alcohol on it. Dennis and Ben are standing around it, drinking out of plastic cups.

“Hey.” Ben says.

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