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A Final Dream – Chapter 26
“Hey!” I shout at Shane. “Having a good time?”
She nods enthusiastically and answers, but I can’t hear her through the music. A slow song comes up and my eyes meet Bette’s chocolate brown orbs. I feel butterflies in my stomach, I’m so nervous. We both nod at the same time and she leads me away, further from our friends.
“You are sure?” She asks me, pressing my body close.
“Positive.”
I give her a long, passionate kiss as my hand roams her tigh and goes up to her ass. I squeeze the cheek of her ass and she moans.
“I’m so wet right now,” she whispers in my ear. I feel my panties are soaking wet as well.
I bring my hand to her front and bring it under her dress. I drag my fingertips along the flesh of her tigh to her core and she whimpers.
My finger goes past her panties and finds her wetness. I tease her clit and she grins her hips. I enter her and thrust my finger in and out of her. She was so ready, it doesn’t take her very long to come hard. She barely manages to keep her voice down.
She beams as I withdraw my finger.
“That felt great, Tee.”
She does to me what I did to her and my release comes pretty soon as well.
“Fantasy Number One fulfilled,” Bette grins as the song ends. “It was wonderful, Tee, thank you.”
“I feel such… adrenaline, I feel so much energy going through my veins.”
“It gives me such a good feeling,” she admits. “I mean, it’s like… you do it sneakily, and you’re not supposed to do it, but you don’t care.”
I nod, I understand her. We go back to our friends; Alice is staring at Bette, mouth agape, then her head turns to me, she shakes it in disbelief.
“Did you two just fuck each other on the dancefloor?”
Bette and I both turn a crimson shade of red. “Might have,” Bette says, trying to sound nonchalant, but failing.
“Insatiable,” Alice says, shaking her head again.
“Since we have the house to ourselves for a week, we’re just… making some fantasies reality,” I say, looking at Bette.
“Dane, get your parents out of the house for a week, please!” Alice begs. Bette and I both laugh. After a while, we’re off to dance again, feeling better than ever before.
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so much love hoo fucking cute!!! but i smell trubles