Page 79 of Polly

They’d had amazing makeup sex in the shower last night. When they’d gone to bed, Flynn had simply held her. She’d slept so well in his arms. It had been a great night.

Polly tugged the cover off and tossed it aside. She shifted on the bed so that she knelt between his legs. She closed her mouth over his hard, thick morning wood and slid down.

Flynn moaned in his sleep but didn’t wake.

She kept going, sliding up and down slowly.

Flynn’s hand reached out to the back of her head and his eyes fluttered open.

“Fuck yeah. Wake me up like this anytime,” he said and groaned.

Her lips left his cock with a pop and her tongue swirled his balls.

“Oh yeah,” he whispered.

She sucked one into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue, lightly sucking and tugging, then she switched to the other. She swirled her tongue on the skin between them, then over each of them. Her hand went to his cock and stroked it while she teased him. He grew harder under her attention.

She licked up the bottom length of his cock and slid her mouth onto it. She bobbed up and down.

Flynn fisted her hair and moaned. She sucked her cheeks in and hugged him with her mouth. She bobbed up and down and licked him as his breathing deepened and he guided her head with his hand.

“I’m coming,” he warned.

Polly sucked and licked that much harder. Flynn groaned loudly and released into her mouth.

She swallowed and teasingly kept sucking.

He laughed, bit his lip, and made an uncomfortable noise. “God, that feels good, but it’s sensitive right now.”

Polly laughed, pulled her lips off with a teasing “pop”, and scooted up the bed beside him.

He turned to face her. “Hi,” he said with a smile.

He brushed her hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear.

“Hi,” she answered.

He softly kissed her, then he hugged her close and said, “Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

“That was the best wake up I’ve ever had. Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome.”

“What do you have to do today?” Flynn ran a hand over his face.

Polly kissed his jaw.

“We can spend today together, but you have to get to Richmond for a show tomorrow. I have to be in Cleveland on Tuesday.”

Flynn groaned and buried his face between her breasts. “Do I have to go to Richmond? Can I pay someone to take my place in the band and I travel with you instead?”

Polly smoothed his hair. “Your band probably wouldn’t like that. There are only a few more shows on this tour, anyway. It sucks but we can do it.”

Flynn raised his head and looked into her eyes. “Are you moving in with me when our tours are over?”

“Do you really want me to?”

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