I pull back the blankets and take in his nudity before sliding lower and gently opening my mouth to draw his cock inside. I don’t suck at all, I just hold it there, enjoying its weight on my tongue, his scent, and the closeness. I hope it’s okay since I didn’t ask first. I’ll ask him when he’s awake.
Before long, my eyes grow heavy again and I drift back to sleep.
Mmm, so warm.
My eyelids flutter open as sunlight dapples the room through the curtains. I look up to see Carnage smiling down at me, carding his fingers through my hair.
“Morning,” he says.
“Morming,” I reply, only then realizing his cock is still in my mouth. He immediately begins to stiffen, and I giggle. “Smorry.”
Carnage chuckles. “What a nice way to wake up.”
I slide off his cock, grinning. “You looked so good naked, and I just wanted to feel you in my mouth again. I should have asked if it’s okay.”
His smile warms. “It’s okay. You can do that whenever you like.”
“I will, then.” I glance down at his now-hard cock. “I can take care of that too.”
“Later.” He brushes his thumb over my chin. “I need to use the bathroom, then we should get some breakfast.”
“Who’s cooking today?”
He shrugs. “I don’t know. Probably Ghost. Why?”
“Maybe I could?”
His smile spreads. “You want to cook for us?”
“I do. It’s the least I can do to thank everyone for having me here.”
“You don’t have to repay us.”
“I know, but I want to do something nice. I’m having the best week ever because of you and the guys in this house.”
“Well, I doubt anyone will argue with you. Ghost likes cooking, but I’m sure he’d be happy to take a day off.”
“Cool.” That excites me. Having something productive to do is good. Plus, I bet it’s fun to cook in their big fancy kitchen. Leon never cooked or had anyone do it; we just lived on takeout.
“Ready to get up?” Carnage asks.
“Yes.”
We dress quietly, stealing glances and flashing smiles at each other. I don’t know what Carnage is thinking about, but I’m thinking about sex. There are so many things I still want to do.
As I walk downstairs with Carnage, my thoughts return to what Leon planned for me. I knew the virgin thing did something for him, but I didn’t know why. Turns out I was just a bargaining chip to further his criminal activities. I’m so naive and stupid. No. I shake my head. Carnage is right. I have to stop beating myself up for my past mistakes and move forward.
Step one: Have more sex with Carnage. All the sex.
Step two: Make a plan for what I’m doing after Leon is taken care of.
I need a notebook and a computer. I can research cities where it might be easier for me to get on my feet. Places I can find a job and a decent apartment that’s affordable.
Carnage loops his hand around mine as he leads me down the hall to the kitchen, and for just a few seconds my heart aches with yearning. Obviously this is a temporary thing, and it’s not like it’s a relationship, but I kind of feel sad that I’ll have to leave him at some point and will probably never see him again.
“You good?” he asks, clearly picking up on my silence.
“Yes, very. Just thinking about stuff.”
