Page 34 of Pretty Obsessed

I leaned closer to press my lips to the base of his neck. “How do you feel about being screwed to sleep?”

He turned to meet my gaze. “Are you going to orgasm me into a coma?”

“I’m going to try.”

“Time for me to leave,” Iris said, pushing to his feet.

I waved him back to where he was. “Sleep here. I know you’ll just go get lost if you leave.” I held out my hand for Emory.

He stared at it, and I could see him wavering.

“Please.”

He took my hand and let me pull him to his feet. “Okay.”

“Goodnight,” Iris said, stretching out on the sofa.

“Night, bro,” I replied, dragging Emory towards the bedroom.

“Nice to meet you,” he called over his shoulder.

Iris laughed. I was worried about him, but glad he was staying here for the night. Better than all the wandering like he was doing. I didn’t want him to get mugged or worse.

Emory wore a shy smile when I closed the door. “You really going to fuck me with him out there?”

“Of course I am. Dude frequents orgies, he won’t be offended.”

Emory colored. “I’ve never had someone listen to me before.”

I opened the door again. “Put headphones on. We are going to be loud.”

“Already have them in.” He held up a thumbs up.

Emory laughed and covered his mouth with a hand. “You two.”

“When you’ve spent all your time with people for the better part of four years, boundaries go out the window.” I pushed my hands under his shirt. “Do you mind? He doesn’t like to be alone.” I wasn’t about to spill Iris’ secrets, but I felt bad not explaining.

“No, you’re a good friend.” It didn’t seem to scare him off, which I liked. “Now about this fucking me to sleep.”

I pulled my shirt off my shoulders. “I can wake you up with my cock, too.”

“Wake me up how?”

“Have you never had someone so into you they need to be inside you the moment their eyes open?” I asked, putting a hand on his chest and shoving him towards the bed.

“Where will your cock be? Against mine? Some dirty early morning humping, between my lips? Or are you going to be inside me when I wake up?”

I went from passively horny to desperate in a single sentence. I stared at him. Amazed. “You’d let me wake you up that way?”

“I’d probably come the second I realized what you were doing.” The color set into his cheeks. He was embarrassed by saying it, and I wanted to encourage it.

“What about waking up to my cock inside you would make you come so easily?” I undressed him, pushing away clothes and discarding them.

He shivered under my touch. “The trust and violation of being woken up by your partner inside you. I don’t know. The idea has always turned me on.”

“Continue.” I dropped to my knees in front of him to press my lips to his head. I’d had my mouth on him before, but it hadn’t been a real blow job. I wanted the experience with him.

He gasped as I sucked on his head but didn’t speak.

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