32. Mistaken Identity

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Sam's POV

Ughh another morning of heavy demanding chores. I'm still groggy with sleep but that doesn't stop the sunlight from peering through my eyelids.

The only thing I like about mornings is the sex Cass and I have. Speaking of which it's time for my vitamin C. She isn't too far, being under my arm and all. In other words we're basically spooning.

"morning", I whisper in her ear as my hand roams her body making her stir a bit.

I start at her leg moving my way up. She's wearing underwear, that's a first. I grab at her tit and lick the side of her neck up to her ear. Her breasts feel a little smaller in size and she smells of cinnamon. She smells so good I couldn't help but suck on her neck.

"woah woah, Sam", she exclaims pushing me nearly out of the bed which woke me up.

Looking back at the girl I thought was Cass, I wanted to bury myself into the ground and never return. I had been groping Katelyn, that's why she smelt of cinnamon. The feeling of her breast in my palm, focus Sam.

" fuck I-I'm so sorry I- I thought you were someone else", I explain in my defense.

She looks at me, disappointment written all over her face and a look of hurt.

"forget it Sam, let's just forget it", she retorts stomping out of the room.

Ughh I'm soo stupid. What the hell is wrong with me. Of course it was Katelyn, I came over after she called me from Cass's.
The events of last night slowly return to me as I ponder about it.

"shit", I sighed grabbing my hair in frustration.
Nice going Sam.

Kate's POV

Ughh, Sam is just like a typical guy. All they care about is sex. My thoughts flash back to before. How her fingers felt against my skin, her raspy voice and breath brushing against my ear. Those lips sucking the nape of my neck.

"shit", I whisper.

Stop it Katelyn get your mind out of the gutter, come on. No matter how hard I try I can't. Her touch lingers over my body. And I grow wet and even hotter by the minute. I lock the door to my room and make a bee line for my night stand.

I pull out a silicon toy and center myself in my bed. Removing my wet underwear, I place the device at my center. I'm more than ready for it and I don't know any other way of releasing this pent up feeling. Five words that bury themselves in my head during this moment, this is all Sam's fault.

"uhh Katelyn, I made breakfast", Sam said from behind the door.

She practically scared me, my heart's ready to escape out of my body. I just came out of the shower when she knocked on the door.

"I made enough just in case you wanted some", she continued.

I listened for a sign that she had left, but something told me she was still there probably waiting for a reply.

"yh thanks", I said cringing on how I had sounded.

Under the door I can see her shadow, it had disappeared for a moment but then returned.

"I'm really sorry about.. Yunno", "I really thought--", I swung open the door and stood my ground with all the authority I can muster given my state.

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