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She’d never told anyone that. Not even Reuben. Or Xavier. Both of them would have shit fits.
In completely different ways. Reuben would yell. Then he’d go scary quiet. Xavier would never yell, but he’d give her that look like he wasn’t going to put up with this. For a man who spoiled her horribly, he had some lines that wouldn’t be crossed.
This time, though, she hadn’t woken up alone. And now, here she was, lying next to one of the sexiest men she knew with her mouth on his cock. He was lying on his side and reached up and dragged down a pillow to support her head as she suckled lightly.
It might sound insane or fanciful, but she swore she could feel her stress levels dropping. What would it be like to be able to do this anytime she felt anxious or unsure?
Well, maybe not every time. The poor guy would probably get a chafed dick. His erection was impressive, and she couldn’t get anywhere near all of his dick into her mouth. Just slightly more than the head.
Moving on instinct more than anything else, she cupped his balls in her hand. He let out a small sound, and she slid his cock from her mouth and drew the covers down so she could see him.
“You don’t want me touching you there?”
“You can touch my balls, Duchess. They’re sensitive, though, and like to be handled gently.”
She snorted. “No shit, Sherlock.”
“Excuse me?” he asked in a deep voice.
“Nothing, Daddy. It must be those zombies, they’ve eaten part of my brains.”
She took his cock back into his mouth, figuring that was her safest bet to keep her out of trouble.
Maybe.
Darn zombies.
