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Sam

K elsey and I returned to the roof after Kylie left, both of us enjoying the quiet of the warm summer night.

“Do you come up here in the winter?” Kelsey asked, walking to the railing overlooking the street below.

“I haven’t been here through the winter, but I’m not a huge fan of the cold. If possible, I travel to warmer weather when it gets brutal. The first few games every spring are the worst for me. But I planned to set up some heaters to extend the season.”

“I would be up here every single day.”

“Even in the rain?” I asked.

“Especially in the rain. I’ve always loved a good rainstorm.”

“You would have loved Seattle then.”

“I’m not sure. I like the changes and love that we get to experience all the weather in Boston. I love when it snows enough for everything to stop for a day when you can go sledding, have a snowball fight, but then relax with a cup of hot cocoa. ”

“I don’t know, Kels; every blizzard I’ve experienced has come with a power outage.”

“When that happens, you use the candles you stocked up on, grab flashlights, and bundle up. I counted four fireplaces in here. Light them up and keep yourself warm.”

“You could make anything an adventure, couldn’t you?” I asked. She continued to amaze me. Something most people would consider to be a hardship, Kelsey turned into a fun family night at home.

“I’m not sure if you can call it an adventure, but my parents didn’t have much extra money when we were younger.

So, we had to find different ways to entertain ourselves.

Sometimes, it would be as simple as a walk around the block in the rain to splash in puddles.

By the end of January, twenty degrees would feel balmy when we walked. ”

“Okay then, let’s see what your creativity can come up with on this boring summer night,” I challenged.

“No one can see us up here?” Kelsey confirmed.

“No, but they could hear us,” I warned.

“I can be quiet, but can you? I wouldn’t want the neighbors or passersby to hear you worshipping the Goddess Kelsey.”

I grabbed and flipped her around, pressing her against the railing. Her tiny shorts had been teasing me all night, with a little strip of fabric covering her core. “Oh, you don’t have anything on under there. Did you do that on purpose?”

“If you mean on purpose because I don’t like wearing underwear to bed, then yes. But after realizing it’s easy to access, I have a new reason. It’s almost like I set this up.”

“Do you want me to play with your pussy?” I asked as I pulled the fabric of her short taut between her legs. She sighed and strained against the fabric.

“Hmm, please.”

I pressed up against her back, allowing her to feel my erection against her ass, and slipped my fingers under the useless fabric. “Shit, you’re soaked, baby.”

“Always, Sam. It’s all your fault, too,” she said, grinding her ass into me as I worked her clit.

Kelsey turned her head, trying to bury her face into my shoulders. “No, Kels. Look out there while I make you come. I want you to know that there’s nothing out there I wouldn’t give you.”

Kelsey whimpered, biting down on her fist to avoid making too much noise, rocking herself against my hand. Her legs started to shake as she struggled to stand, “I got you, relax.” I felt her body tense just before her release. She came hard, panting and shaking in my arms.

She hung limply in my arms, her thoughts locked deep in her head, “Kelsey, what’s going on in that head of yours?”

“You make me want to believe,” she whispered. “The things you say, your actions, it’s like I went to bed and woke up in someone else’s reality. There’s no way this can be real. How can you be real?”

She turned in my arms, eyes searching mine. I tipped her chin up and brushed my lips against hers softly. “I’m falling. I don’t think I could stop if I tried. Come with me?” I asked.

“Okay.”

“Fuck, baby. I’m going to spoil you both so bad.”