Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 121755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Gabe slouched further.
Tugging his briefs down just enough to give me access, I pulled his dick free and looked up at him.
He was taking a pull from his beer, but his eyes were aimed around it at me.
God.
So, so, so, so, sooooooo…
Hot.
To express my gratitude for how hot that was, I put my lips to the tip of his cock and took him deep.
“Fuck, baby,” Gabe groaned.
Oh yeah.
So, soooooooo hot.
Mouth full of him, I looked up to see his head had fallen back on the couch.
Insanely hot.
Returning my attention to his amazing cock, I did some licking, but mostly I concentrated on sucking, doing it hard and giving him all I had.
After doing this for a while, I took a chance, cupped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze.
He bucked up into my mouth, grunting, “Christ, baby. Yeah.”
Awesome.
I put the other hand in play, stroking, so I was stroking, sucking and carefully squeezing.
I did this until Gabe warned, “Cupcake.”
I looked up at him and told him how this was going to go by shoving his tee up his belly.
“Fuck,” he bit, I worked, he tensed, grunted, “Babe,” I understood him, so I slid him out and jacked and squeezed while he jetted thick ropes of cum onto his stomach.
Man, he was always very easy to look at.
But he was seriously beautiful when he came.
I didn’t get to watch very often because I was busy doing the same with him, so I notched this activity at the top of my frequently indulged hobby list.
I continued to milk him as he came down, and then I carefully tucked him away as he lifted his head from the back of the couch to look down at me.
Eyes lazy and sated, but there was residual heat.
Face gorgeous. Body amazing. Heart strong. Head smart. Spirit generous.
All mine.
“I’ve wanted to do that since you sat like this in the couch when I was telling you all the reasons we didn’t work, and you twisted them into all the reasons we do,” I confessed.
“Fortunately, you were full of shit, and I was right, so I just got the best head in history.”
I frowned.
He leaned to put his beer on the coffee table, and when he sat back, he took me with him with his hands under my arms. He set me on the couch beside him.
“Best blowjob I ever had,” he semi-repeated. “Bar none. I’m serious.”
My frown turned upside down.
“But that’s not the only reason I was right, and you know it,” he finished.
Ulk.
He’s speaking truth, Real Logic swam from the depths of wherever she’d recently disappeared to, to point out.
And that was the best blowjob we ever gave. Bar none, Dreamer added.
You can go away now. I’m good, I told them.
Oh, we know. We’ll just surface when you decide to do stupid shit, Real Logic said.
Not me. My work is done. At least for now. So I’m out, Dreamer announced.
Oh God.
God!
Dreamer was right, and I hadn’t even noticed!
It wasn’t like I’d never dream again.
But the important stuff?
It had all come true.
“Babe?” Gabe called.
I focused on him.
“Sittin’ here with my cum on my stomach, you put it there, and it’s like you’re in another room. What’s up?” he asked.
“I just realized I’m living the dream.”
Gabe’s head cocked violently.
Even with that extreme reaction, he didn’t kiss me or pull me in his arms or…anything.
Instead, he got up like I hadn’t just dropped that happy bombshell and walked out of the room.
I heard the water going in the bathroom.
Well, I guessed he didn’t think it was as big of a deal as I did.
He walked back out, jeans done up, tee righted.
He went to his beer, and standing, took a long drag.
Then he put it down and reached for me.
I squealed when he shunted me to lying on my back on the couch.
I did not squeal when his fingers went to the button on my jeans.
“Payback,” he muttered, before yanking them off along with my panties.
See?
Spirit totally generous.
Gabe settled between my legs, throwing both over his shoulders, and he (and his luscious beard) went down.
But fifteen minutes later, I flew.
Damn, payback was sweet.
And dreams?
Well.
Dreams were real.
Late that evening, one team (Raye, Luna, Titus and Joey) followed Duane to do the pickup with Dex just to be certain it went okay, but also to be certain he wasn’t followed when he left.
That accomplished, they met the other two teams.
One was the rest of the Angels.
The other was Persia and Lotus, who were going to take Duane somewhere safe while all of this went down.
When Alpha Team arrived where we were meeting (outside an old warehouse on the edge of the south side of downtown where a homeless encampment used to be, but it was now a ghost town), they got out.
After they came to us, Jessie commented, “Looks like that went okay.”