Page 36 of Amnesia


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Unfortunately, I couldn’t stay by Watson’s side the entire day because I had to work. Miles was able to get one of the Xfinity drivers, Noel McCormack, to qualify his car. Once that was over, I rushed back to check on him and found him still sleeping in the exact same position I left him in. Mason had helped me change Watson into a pair of sweatpants, which he had sweat right through, and as I tried to get them off, he opened his eyes and grabbed at my hands.

“What...doing?” He sounded out of his mind.

I swatted him away. “You need to get out of these, Watson. You’re not well. You’ve sweat right through them,” I tried to reason.

“Naked time?” He smirked at me.

I nodded. “Sure, naked time.” I figured it would at least get him out of his pants.

Watson was quick to slip his bottoms off along with his briefs, and I was more than surprised to see his dick was hard when it nearly smacked me in the face. He reached down to wrap his big hand around the shaft.

“Need you, baby.”

“Watson...” My voice came out in a whimper as he started to slowly stroke himself.

Fuck. This was not what I had planned on doing, but when his fever-streaked eyes met mine, I found myself climbing up onto the bed so I could push his hand away.

Watson’s hand curled into my hair. “Feels good, Holt,” he purred. “Love you.”

He whimpered, and my heart shot into my throat. I knew he wasn’t lucid, that the things Watson was saying weren’t what he meant, but I could pretend they were. Just this one time.

I dipped my head to drag my tongue around the tip of his cock, against the slit, before I tasted the salty precum that had begun to leak out. He groaned, tugging lightly on my hair, urging me on. My own dick pressed eagerly against the zipper of my pants, but this wasn’t about me. This was about Watson. I opened my mouth to take him inside, his dick hotter than normal due to his fever, and when his hips bucked up, I let out my own groan of desire.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so good to me,” he told me. “You suck my cock just right; makes me want to come right in that pretty little mouth.” His hand tightened in my hair.

Jesus, his dirty talk would do me in every time. I wished I could see Watson’s face, but I was sitting in the wrong position. I had already done this enough to know he was getting close. The way he was panting, the way he was moving to meet my mouth, and the way he was angling my head to get what he wanted. It was only a matter of time before he let loose.

“Holt, baby, I’m gonna come.”

He flooded my mouth, and I greedily took everything Watson had to give me. Salty spurts filled my mouth and throat as he cried out my name, telling me how good it was, how much he loved it when I made him come, and how he couldn’t wait to return the favor. When Watson’s body went limp, I turned back to look at him, and he had a lazy smile on his face.

“Feel better?” I teased, wiping a bit of cum from my face.

He reached up to touch my chin. “Love you, H,” Watson murmured before he slipped off into another fever-induced nap.

I wished that was the truth.










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