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Of course, I didn’t expect anything from him on Valentine’s Day. That holiday is saved for romance the world can see, for those in a committed relationship. And though my feelings for him were growing, I knew we were keeping our relationship — if that’s what it was — a secret.
But it didn’t stop us from having a celebration with Lucy that night. Wesley brought her a bouquet of roses and I set the table with a white tablecloth and candles. Our meal was personal pizzas, which we all topped ourselves, and sparkling apple cider in champagne glasses. Dessert was chocolate covered strawberries.
While it was all for Lucy, I couldn’t help but get swept away in the evening myself, stealing as many glances at Wesley as I could.
It had become a habit for me to stick around through dinner and past Lucy’s bedtime so that Wesley and I could steal some private moments together. And this night was no different, although I wanted to give him a special treat.
As he read Lucy her bedtime story, I snuck off to his bedroom and slipped into something a little more sexy — a flowy black nighty that came down just past my hips and closed at the center with a thin little ribbon. I had felt lost in Victoria’s Secret until I laid eyes on it. I knew Wesley would love it.
He knocked before entering the room.
“Come in.”
“She’s out, so I’m all…” Wesley lost the ability to speak once he saw me. He blinked, as if he was dreaming. “Holy shit.”
I twisted my hips from side to side, showing off the flowing fabric. “Do you like it?”
“I love it.” Wesley approached me and wrapped his hands around my waist, gazing at my chest hungrily. “You won’t be offended if I take it off you, though?”
I giggled and stepped closer to him. “Not at all.”
He leaned down, kissing me softly as one of his hands slid down to the closure of the negligee.
“Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“A very happy Valentine’s Day.” Wesley pulled the fabric away from my chest and fondled my tits, his thumbs caressing my nipples. Despite having him more times than I could count, his touch still made me shiver. “You know, Cara, you’re full of surprises.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, getting up on my tiptoes to bring our faces closer. “What kind of surprises?”
Wesley’s hands slid down my waist and around the curve of my ass. “When I met you, I thought you were such a good girl. But it turns out you’re really —”
I cut him off with a languid kiss. “What am I?”
His breath was warm on my face. He was silent for a long, heated moment. “Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
I followed his instructions. Without any more conversation, Wesley shouldered himself into the space between my legs and began to devour me, his tongue and lips caressing my pink center with skill and perfection. I mewled in ecstasy. He had learned very quickly all my pleasure points and it was clear he was on a mission to make me come hard and fast.
Our eyes locked as he flicked my clit with his tongue, then wrapped his lips around the bud, humming. It sent tremors through my body, and I cried out as my orgasm crashed over me.
Without pause, Wesley flipped me onto my belly and took me from behind, plunging his rock-hard dick deep inside. I had become so used to him, and I was so wet from his mouth on me, I was more than ready for him to take me. Though I was still shaking from my orgasm, my body was primed to lose itself in him again.
“You’re a dirty girl, Cara.”
I groaned into the bedsheets as he thrust into me.
“You love when I fuck you.”
I nodded.
“You can’t get enough of me, of my cock.”
“Yes, Wesley.”
“Say it.”
“I can’t get enough of your cock.”
He let out a hum of pleasure and started to play with my tits, pulling and plucking the peaks as he fucked me. “You’re so good at being bad, Cara.”
