Page 92 of Over Time Advantage

At some point, I say goodnight to everyone and head to my tent. I’m not sure the blowup mattress will support my heavy body, but I hope to grab at least a few hours of sleep.

I wake up startled at some point and in a bit of pain. I look over and find Pierce sound asleep. Picking up my phone, I see that it’s a little after one in the morning.

A shot of pain hits my groin. I look down to discover my dick is painfully hard. What the hell? Morning wood is normal since I met Fallon, but a painfully hard boner waking me up out of a dead sleep in the middle of the night? Nope, not normal.

Shit. I lift my sweatpants and underwear to take a closer look at it. Did I get bitten by something down there? It really hurts, but I see no evidence of a bite. I have this overwhelming need to come, way more than normal. What’s wrong with me?

Am I going to have to jerk off? I’m certainly not doing that in this damn tent with my son a few feet away from me.

Grabbing my flashlight, phone, and keys, I limp for fifteen painful minutes until I reach my car. It’s a good thing everyone was asleep because this thing looks like it’s trying to break through my sweatpants.

Settling into the driver’s seat, I look around to make sure I don’t see anyone before I slip my hand into my boxers and begin stroking myself. I haven’t jerked off in a car since I was sixteen, but immediate relief is needed for some unknown reason.

I close my eyes and imagine Fallon’s face while she was sucking my cock the other night. Her pink lips wrapped around me while she took me deep into her throat. The way she cups my balls makes me lose my mind. The way she moves her hands around my body. The way she enjoys giving me pleasure. She gets off on it. Ooh, the little sounds she makes. So perfect.

It takes all of two minutes for me to come. The problem is, I’m still hard. What is happening? Is this the Fallon effect? I’m a horny bastard all the time.

I think I need her to deal with this. I have no idea if she’ll be awake at this hour, but I can try. They have their season opener tomorrow. Maybe she’s awake with a little anxiety over her coaching debut.

I open our text string.

Me: Any chance you’re still awake?

I’m relieved when I immediately see three dots, having learned it means someone is typing on the other end.

Fallon: Yes, I’m not used to sleeping alone anymore when Harper is gone. I can’t fall asleep. My body is too busy remembering yours. I miss having you next to me. Over me. Under me. Inside me.

I smile. I always miss her. Every single second I’m not with her.

Me: Miss you too, angel face. Can we FaceTime? I’m having an issue, and I need to see you.

Fallon: Of course.

Two seconds later, I’ve never been happier for advancements in technology, because her gorgeous face is lighting up my screen. I can tell she’s in her bed with her head on the pillow. Her room is dark, but the phone illuminates her stunning features and blonde hair fanned out around her. She looks like an actual angel.

I smile the second I see her. “Hello, my beautiful girl.”

She returns my smile. “Hello, my love. Is everything okay?”

I twist my lips, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “Yes…sort of.”

She looks more closely at the screen. “Are you in your car?” she asks with surprise in her tone.

“Yes, I’m alone in the parking lot of the campsite.”

“You couldn’t sleep either?”

I look around, again making sure no one is nearby. Whispering, as if it matters, I say, “I fell asleep, but I woke up with a giant—and I mean giant—boner. It’s massive. And it hurts. I don’t know what to do.”

She spits in laughter. “Okay. Did something turn you on?”

I lift an unamused eyebrow. “You know you’re the only thing on this planet that turns me on.”

She smiles in satisfaction. “Good answer. So why the boner?”

I sigh. “I don’t know, but it’s big and it hurts. A lot.”

She bites her lower lip. “Can I see it?”