Cassie and Kade cuddle close by the fireplace, drinking hot cocoa.
"I love you so much, Kade."
"I love you too, Cassie," he gives her a huge smile then let's out a small laugh, "aw you silly little thing, you have hot chocolate on your lip."
"Where?" She asks, slightly embarrassed.
"Riiiggghhhtt," he kisses her, "there."
"Oh."
He laughs and pulls her on top of his lap.
"I didn't know you were sensitive."
"What? I am?" Cassie asks.
"Yep," he laughs again, pushing her hair back, "on your neck."
Kade presses his lips to her neck and she lets out a small moan. Breaking the kiss on her soft skin, Kade turns Cassie around so she's facing him now and straddling his torso, still sitting in his lap.
"I-I guess I am sensitive there," she gulps.
"Let's find where else you're sensitive."
Kade turns Cassie on her back on the couch and climbs on top of her, kissing her collar bone lightly. She shivers in pleasure, encouraging him to continue searching.
I wake up, out of breath and with morning wood.
Shit, I need to stop having these dreams about Cassie and me.
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Teen Fiction"You're such a fat loser!" They chant. They pull me to the ground and slam my front door shut. I get kicked and hit to the concrete ground feeling the pain of their punches and scratches. Welcome to a day in the life of Cassie Brown. (Rated R for...
