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Yeah, she’s close.
He placed her hands on her breasts. “Play with your nipples. Pinch them hard when you come.”
His hand slid down her belly to part the lips of her little pink pussy. Beautiful and his. She was slippery and so wet it coated her thighs. He rimmed her tight hole with his finger, careful not to breach her. More of her sweetness copiously flowed out from it, covering his fingers with her. He brought them to his mouth and sucked. She twisted her nipples like he asked.
Holding her lips apart with one hand he gazed at her clit. Big and swollen, the perfect nub to suck on. Nibble. Bite. He took his fingers from his mouth and rubbed it with his saliva.
God, he wanted to be inside her. He could feel the hot precum leak from his aching dick. He retracted the hood of her clit. Time to make his angel fly.
She pinched her nipples so fucking hard.
My good, sweet girl.
“Katelyn,” he whispered.
Then he bent his head between her legs and licked the cum from her thighs and her cunt. He was drowning in her sweetness.
“Brendan,” she whimpered and pulled his hair.
He could love this girl.
Maybe he already did.
“You really don’t have to do this, Kelly.”
Katie’s aunt bared her shoulders, adjusting the white angora sweater in the mirror. It was so soft and had long wide sleeves. Katie tucked the front of it into her favorite pair of tight faded jeans.
“There. That’s perfect, and stop saying that. I want to go.” She handed Katie a crossbody bag while she put on her white ankle boots. “I haven’t been to a game in years. They’re fun. You’ll see.”
She was going to the game. So was Kelly. They were going to sit with her Chi Omega sisters. Katie supposed she should be grateful she wasn’t going by herself. How pathetic would it look to sit in the stands all alone?
And after the game she was going to the party with Cameron.
And she wasn’t going to waste one more minute thinking about him.
‘I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come here.’
Katie wrapped her arms about herself to keep warm, huddled in her seat beside Kelly on the fifty-yard line. The last Saturday of September had turned crisp. She could smell fall in the late-afternoon air. Hot dogs. Beer. Popcorn. She wasn’t the biggest football fan, but her dad and brother were, and she’d gone to plenty of games in high school. It was definitely more exciting sitting in the stands than it was watching it on TV.
But this wasn’t anything like high school. This was much bigger. There had to be a hundred thousand people here in the stadium. A sea of navy blue and white. One of Kelly’s ChiO sisters thrust a souvenir pom-pom in her hand to cheer with. Another handed her a beer. Kelly snatched it from her fingers. “You’re not old enough.”
‘You’re just too young.’
She didn’t want it anyway and glanced over at the Jumbotron. The camera transmitted panned images of the crowd in the stands waiting for the players to make their entrance out onto the field. The band. The cheerleaders. Sports analysts in the booth. It was the first home game of the season and the excitement was palpable. Katie hoped that energy was contagious because right now she needed it to take her mind off…him.
“Here.” Kelly passed her a Styrofoam cup of hot chocolate. “You look cold.”
She shrugged.
“You okay, Katie-Kate?” Her aunt smoothed her hair over her shoulder. “Nervous about your date?”
No.
Should she be? Cameron didn’t give her any reason to feel that way. He was sweet, kind, and attentive. Walked her to class. Held doors open. Obviously into her, there were no mixed signals from Cameron Mayhew.
‘My sweet girl.’
So why didn’t she feel anything? She should feel something, shouldn’t she? Katie hoped Cameron would kiss her at the party tonight. She hoped his kiss would erase the memory of every kiss that came before him…every touch…of the man with the bluest eyes and the voice that haunted her dreams.
