Liv hopped up, grabbing Otis’ collar. “Come on, time for sleepies, big guy.”
He sluggishly trudged over to his bed in the corner of the living room.
Olive hopped into bed. “I want to try something.” She threw her hands in front of her face, giggling a little bit.
“Yeah babe. Whatever you want, I’m down.” I got down to my boxers, crawling under the covers.
“Are you sure? Anything?” She gave me the cutest smirk ever as her face lit up.
“Yes.Anything. Anything you want to try, I am game for.”
She hopped out of bed and ran to her bag in my closet.
“Why don’t you just start leaving things here?” I asked while I waited for her to return.
“We’ll talk about that later. I have seriously always wanted to try this ever since I heard about in high school.”
I laughed. “Oh God! What do you have in store for us today?”
She pulled out a few black packages with bright red lettering on them.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I couldn’t control my laughter as I realized what she was holding. “Fucking Pop Rocks.”
She giggled and bounced back in the bed. “Yes. Apparently they make blowjobs fucking incredible. Don't you want to see if it's amazing?”
I put my hands behind my head, leaning back on my pillow. “Go for it, my dear.”
Olive started to kiss down my stomach, still giggling so hard that I could feel her stomach and chest heaving. “Here goes nothing.” She smiled as she ripped open the packet and poured the candy into her mouth. Stroking my dick, she started to play with the head, and the sensation was the strangest and most incredibly weird shit I’d ever felt in my life.
All of a sudden, Liv started gagging. “Oh God,” she mumbled as drool and sticky slime started pouring out of her mouth and down my balls, all over the sheets. I couldn’t control my hysterics as I grabbed my shirt off the floor to try to clean her up a bit. She sat up on her heels, a look of disgust plastered on her face as bright red foam bubbled at the corners of her mouth.
“Holy fuck, babe.” She grabbed the shirt from me to wipe off her mouth, spitting the remainder of the candy out. “There’s no way that is going to work. Your dick’s a little too big to fit all the shit in my mouth and not choke. Well, we can mark that one off as a fail on the bucket list.”
I grabbed her, licking her sweet lips to get the remnants of the candy. “I wouldn't say that was a fail, but I do think we need to take shower.”
* * *
The next morning, I sat at the kitchen table, drinking coffee with my calendar open on my laptop.
“Morning.” Liv staggered in, grabbing a mug and filling it to the brim.
“What day is a good day for me to have my stuff delivered?” I throw it out quickly.
“Wait…what?” Olive furrowed her brow as she slid into the seat across from me.
I shut the computer. “I’ve decided I am going to move in with you.”
“Oh, did you now?” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“There’s no other place on this earth I want to be more than next to you. If that means moving up there and living above the garage, then so be it. If that means moving to the damn moon, just let me know when the shuttle is scheduled to leave and I will be there. All I care about is you and me, us and we, for the rest of our lives.”
“And you just decided this without even thinking about asking what I want?”
I was shocked by her frustration. “Yes, yes I did.”
“What about the fact that I have a roommate—don’t you think I need to discuss it with him first?”
I reached over the table, grabbing her hand. “I should have asked, not demanded. I just don’t see the point in us making that drive a couple times a week when there is a perfect solution to it.”
