Fall (Wesley Stromberg)

Chapter 26 'All of You'

Saige's POV

"That was amazing, Wesley," I blurted out, completely stunned by how amazing his voice had matured. It's been so long since he's sang to me, and I missed it.

"Thanks. I- uh, whenever I was away from you during our tour, and just not being home with you, I always felt something missing, and now I know it was you. I, of course, knew it all along, but I didn't want to admit some girl was making me miss home. Then I realized, you aren't just some girl, Saige Jackson, you're my girl, and I love you. I always have. And that's what inspired me to write this song."

"Wesley, you're too sweet. I missed you all that time too. That means a lot. I missed you singing to me. I'm glad I got to hear that."

"Me too. We should probably get going for our date soon. I'll go get ready, okay?"

"Okay." He got ready fairly quickly, like most guys do, and we left. We pulled into the parking lot of the first restaurant Drew and Mari tried to hook us up at.

"Maybe this time we could stay and enjoy our food," he teased.

"But we should hurry and eat because I'm kind of hungry for dessert," I winked.

"Don't turn me on like that, baby, you'll regret it later. They always do," he huskily whispered, turning me on. We went inside and sat down. We looked at the menu for awhile until we decided what we wanted. The waiter came over and asked for our orders.

"I'll have the-" I stopped dead in my words when I felt a hand on my inner thigh. I cleared my throat before continuing. "Uh, the Chicken Parmesan dish," I finished, coughing to cover any moans that might slip out. His hand was touching my center through my jeans by now. I gave him a glare, and he pulled it away. It quickly returned as soon as it left though. I wasn't about to do it to him while we were in public, but I was getting turned on.

"How about we skip out on this place again?" I whispered to him before he ordered. He chuckled nervously and quickly said he wanted the same thing.

"Let's go," he breathed. We quickly hurried out of the restaurant and to his car.

"I can't believe we skipped out after we ordered," I giggled.

"I'm still hungry, not for food, though," he winked.

"Aren't you funny," I teased. His hand found its way back to my inner thigh while we left. He moved it slowly up and down, knowing what he was doing to me. I let a moan slip out when his fingers reached their way to my heat.

"Wesley, we're almost home," I reminded him, trying to move his hand away from my thigh. He tightened his grip and wouldn't let go. We pulled into the driveway of his house, and he rushed to my side of the car.

"You can carry me because you made my knees all weak," I joked, but he picked me up nonetheless. I wrapped my legs around his waist and attached my lips to his neck while he made his way inside with me. He hurried up to his room with me and laid me on the bed.

"You're so sexy," he whispered. We took no time in getting our clothes off. It was happening for real this time. He kissed me and kissed me all over. He sent me to all sorts of highs. He made me feel like I was the only thing that mattered to him.

"Are you sure you're ready?" He asked before positioning himself at my entrance.

"Wesley, go," I moaned. He slowly entered me, giving me time to adjust to the unfamiliar feeling. He gradually got faster, and his thrusts got harder. We rode out our climax as his pace slowed down.

"I love you so much," he mumbled into my neck.

"I love you too, Wesley," I breathed. He collapsed next to me and pulled me close to him. He kissed my head and I kept it on his chest.

"I'm so glad you were my first," I told him.

"Me too, babe," he cooed. Words can't explain how much I love Wesley. He's the most amazing guy ever, and I'm so glad that he's mine.