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I patted the nightstand behind me blindly, grabbed my phone, and texted my mom that I was okay, alive, and sleeping at the inn, then put my phone down. I was fully prepared to stare at the ceiling until dawn.
Blinking back at the darkness, I began sailing down the river of my thoughts. But something about Row’s deep, calm breaths, the weight of his arm against my chest like a heavy blanket, and the way I felt just right—like I was exactly where I was supposed to be—stopped me from overthinking.
Then, something truly wonderful happened. A switch flicked in my head. Something shifted in my chemistry.
And for the first time in a long time, I fell asleep.
Rays of winter sunshine filtered through the windows.
But they weren’t what woke me up. No. That was Row’s snoring.
I rolled to my side, eyeing him. Joy spread across my chest, filling it with giddiness. His arm no longer imprisoned me. It was now tossed over his eyes, blocking the sunlight from his face.
“I’ve been dreaming about your glittery pink lipstick smeared all over my dick.”
I took it as consent. It was time to return a favor.
I reached for my pants on the floor and rummaged through the pockets, producing my Juicy Tubes gloss. I always kept one with me. You never knew when you needed to look fabulous. I applied a generous coat, smacking my lips together. I ran my fingers through my hair before flinging the duvet off him. His black sweatpants displayed his morning wood, and my mouth watered at the idea of him filling it.
I peeled his sweatpants down an inch, glancing up to check if he stirred. He was still dead to the world. I inched his pants farther down. His dick sprung out. As far as penises went, this one was gorgeous enough to be on the cover of GQ, wearing a cowboy hat and a serious frown. It had a smooth crown, a long, veiny shaft, and just the right amount of trimmed groin hair.
I wrapped my fingers around the root, licking my lips. He smelled earthy, warm, and delicious. Dry cum covered his tip from last night. His cock jutted in my hand, awakened by the sudden intrusion.
Leaning forward on my knees, I took his tip in my mouth and suckled softly, the smell of my lip gloss filling the air. I swept my tongue across the tip, scooping up fresh, salty precum, before taking his entire crown in my mouth and sucking hard.
A sharp intake of breath filled the room, and his thighs jerked forward with a pained hiss. “Dot?” he croaked.
My head shot up. Sleepy, gorgeous golden eyes stared back at me.
“Who else? Do not say Allison, I have your dick in my hand.”
His chest rumbled, and he sent a hand to stroke the nape of my neck. “Jealous?”
“Should I be?”
He shook his head. “Whether it’s to have sex, go to a funeral, or start a heist, I’d always choose you over anyone else.”
“Why?” I probed.
“Because you’re it.” He flashed me a sexy grin.
“What’s it?”
“Everything, baby.”
My heart was drumming so fast and hard, I became a little nauseous.
“You’re just saying that because my teeth are very close to your phallus.”
“I’m saying that because it’s the unfortunate, infuriating truth.” Row brushed my hair from my face with his thumb. “And because I really want you to keep doing what you’re doing, not that I’m not enjoying the conversation.”
I tucked my hair behind my ears and dove down, taking his penis in my mouth again. The tip was engorged, almost purple, a pearl of cum on its edge. His shaft was thick and long, veins running through the tan, velvety skin. I could feel his eyes on the crown of my head, and his thick, briny precum coating the walls of my mouth. Heat flooded my insides, and I started rolling my hips, humping against nothing as I curled my fingers around his shaft, taking him deeper into my mouth. I held my breath to tame my gag reflex when his tip brushed the back of my throat, feeling my eyes water as I made delighted noises, sucking him off. It felt so good to please him. I didn’t know why, but making him happy was the biggest turn-on I’d ever experienced.
Row kept stroking my hair, his voice ragged and strained. “Fuck. Dot, what are you doing to me?”
Nothing in comparison to what you’re doing to me.
I was a novelty, but him? He was magic.
