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“I did. I’ve got used to your snoring now,” I tease.

She playfully pushes against my chest and gasps in shock “I do not snore, nothing but delicate, soft moans fall from this mouth. Thank you very much.”

“I beg to differ.”

“I’m serious. I do not snore.”

I move in closer, lightly brushing my lips to hers. “Well, how about we see what that mouth can do, huh?”

She grins and I roll on my back as she slides down under the covers. I relax against the pillows as Ali lowers herself and her smooth hands glide over my thick thighs and her body settles in between my legs. She goes straight for gold, taking me in her mouth without warning, and I jolt. “Fuck, Ali Cat, you aren’t messing around this morning.”

I groan as her hot tongue swirls around my tip, her hand massaging my balls. I’m so fucking close already, I feel my core tightening.

I hear a sound in the distance, but I don’t take much notice. I’m too close to shooting my load down Ali’s throat. My name is called by a voice you don’t want to be hearing when your fuck buddy, friend, girlfriend, I don’t know what to call her at this point, has her mouth wrapped round your dick and you are about to arrive at the finish line.

“… Harry are you in there…” a women’s voice mumbles from the other side of the door.

I couldn’t stop it if I tried. My balls tighten, my load shoots down Ali’s throat and she hums softly, just as footsteps near my bedroom door, and all I can do is shout before she enters.

“Mom, no.”

Chapter Thirty-One

Ali

Mom? Did he just say Mom?

I peak my head out of the covers and stare at him wide eyed.

“Did you just call me mom?” I ask, my voice sounding horrified. There are many things you want to be called in bed, but mom, isn’t one of them.

“Are you okay, darling?” I hear a faint voice through the door.

Oh. My. Fuck. His mom is here, and I am under the duvet with her son’s dick in my mouth. God, I really am out here making top-notch first impressions. First his sister, now this.

“Yeah, I’m good, just ermm, give me a sec,” he shouts.

“Your mom is here?” I silently mouth.

“Yeah, it’s a shock to me too. Quick get some clothes on.”

“What?” I whisper shout. “I can’t meet your mom. Your sister is one thing, but your mom. No sir, not happening.”

He hops out of bed, pulling on his briefs and black sweatpants. “Either you come out there with me or she will come in here and investigate as to why she couldn’t come in, and trust me, you don’t fuck about with Lydia Walker. So, pull on your big girl pants, Ali Cat. You are about to meet the parents.”

“Parents, plural?” There is panic in my voice as I fumble with my shorts and t-shirt.

“Yeah, if my mom is here, you bet your ass my dad is too.”

Fucking kill me now.

I smooth out my hair, glancing in the mirror at the end of the bed. God, I look like trash and very aware I just had his dick in my mouth and haven’t brushed my teeth. Sex hair and cum breath when meeting the parents, fabulous.

Harry takes my hand; swings open the bedroom door and hauls my ass down the corridor. My heart beating so fast, I’m pretty sure it’s going to burst out of my chest.

We come to an abrupt stop when his parents come into view. His dad is on the couch, face hidden behind a newspaper, and his mom is making coffee in the kitchen.

“Mom, Dad,” Harry says, heading for his mom, embracing her in a hug.

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