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Chapter Twenty-Four
Mac
I’m finally walking up to Lee’s apartment after what some would call an emotionally taxing day. The weight of creating a moral inventory and what that entails is weighing me down. As much as my cock begs me to grab Lee and bury myself inside her, my soul tells me to take her to bed and hold her all night.
Declan pulls out a key that I didn’t know he was in possession of and unlocks her door. Wasting no time, I walk in and look around for her. It isn’t until I see Annie in the recliner that I see Lee curled up on the couch sleeping.
“She been out long?” I ask quietly as I approach them.
“Maybe an hour and a half or so. She’s had a hard day with dialysis from what Tory says, so she needs to sleep.” Annie watches me skeptically. She doesn’t trust me yet, and I understand that.
“Since when does she do dialysis on Thursdays?” I ask, confused. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday is her normal schedule.
“Since that’s a conversation you guys need to have, but I’d do it in the morning so she can sleep, and before her dialysis starts at eleven.”
I’d justloveto sit here and verbally spar with Annie some more, but I have more pressing things going on. Scooping up Lee, I instantly notice she’s lighter than the last time I held her, and not by a little bit either, but by a lot. My brow furrows, but when Lee moves in my arms and whispers my name, I just reassure her that it’s me and she can go back to sleep. After getting us comfortable in her bed, I wrap her up in my arms.
“Sleep now, I’m right here.”
We both drift off in a matter of minutes, and I sleep better than I have since the last time I had her in my arms.
* * *
I’m woken up the next morning by the realization that the dream I was just having of Lee with her lips wrapped around my dick wasn’t actually a dream. Her warm mouth is encasing most of me while her hand works what won’t fit. My fingers lace through her hair and I pull slightly. My hips lift off the bed as a silent encouragement to keep going. In the next moment I feel the tip of my cock touching the back of her throat. The urge to fuck her mouth has me tightening my grip on her hair. She pops off and gives me a wicked smirk. Her watery eyes gleaming.
“Good morning, Handsome.” She licks me from base to tip before slowly sucking just the crown back into her mouth.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so goddamn beautiful with your lips wrapped around my cock like this.”
She swallows me back down, and I can’t help but pull her head back before I lose all my composure.
“Lelonie, listen to me.” I wait until her eyes come to mine and I breathe for a second. “I need you to tap my thigh twice if this is too much or you need me to stop, okay?”
She nods while biting her bottom lip.
“Lee!” I bark. Instantly feeling like an ass, but her consent is not something I’ll ever take for granted.
“Yes, sir.” She rushes out.
My hand strokes her cheek gently, “That’s my good little slut.”
Her eyes flash with heat and desire as she moans. She loves a little degradation with her praise, and I love giving it to her.
Using my hand still anchored to the hair at the back of her head, I guide her mouth onto my still rock hard dick. Setting a tempo that she’s keeping like a fucking champion while allowing me to rock into her with every bob of her head, I watch in fascination as she brings me closer to completion.
“Fuck, babe you look so damn good. I can’t wait to eat your pussy after this.” She moans around me, and I’m right there. It’s like she just knows because in the next second she swallows me all the way down. I can feel her throat constricting around me, and that’s all it takes. The fire at the base of my spine explodes, and so does my release, straight down her throat.
Fuck, I’ve missed this woman. Now it’s her turn to realize how much she’s missed me.
* **
The rest of our morning has gone just as smoothly as it started. After I had Lee coming on my tongue for the third time, I figured it was time to get up and start the day. We’ve had breakfast together and are now lounging on her couch, both working from our laptops. Lee’s hooked up to her dialysis for the day. I know I have to ask her, but I’m not sure if I’m ready for her answer. Deciding I’ve stalled for long enough, I shut my computer and put it down.
“So, can we talk about something?”
Her eyes dart to mine, and she slowly sets her laptop aside. “Uh, yeah. Did I do something wrong?” The worry lacing her features makes my stomach knot in the most painful way.
