Page 120 of It's Complicated

Neither one of us had been able to come, but not for lack of trying. After we’d cleaned up in the shower, we stood face to face, jerking off and trying to seduce the other without words. I got close a few times, but three orgasms in less than two hours was too much for either of us, and we called it a draw.

Once we dried off, we went to Jamie’s room and crawled under the covers, cuddling naked until we drifted off to sleep.

I expected waking up with him would be like it was in the movies, where the couple was still all snuggled up together like they’d spent the entire night in each other’s arms.

Maybe it was just us, but that hadn’t happened. I’d woken up a few times during the night because of a wayward elbow or knee and had a vague memory of accidentally smacking Jamie in the face with the back of my hand at one point.

I didn’t remember rolling on top of him and using him as a body pillow, but that probably wasn’t the most comfortable way to wake up either.

Who knew sleeping with someone was a contact sport?

“Fuck,” I murmured as Jamie licked around my crown. Something about not being able to see what he was doing made every touch that much more intense.

Jamie moaned and pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses up and down my shaft as he rolled my balls in his big hand, taking his time as he explored what felt like every inch of my dick with his lips and tongue.

Just when I thought I was going to lose my mind, he drew me into his mouth and took long pulls on my dick.

The slow pace was incredible. I tried to hold back, but it was too good, and I came embarrassingly fast.

“Sorry,” I mumbled dazedly as Jamie crawled up my body and emerged from under the blankets, grinning like he’d just won some sort of prize.

“For what? That was hot.” He pressed his cock against my leg.

“I was quick,” I pointed out, reaching down to grip him in my hand. He was hard and hot and already slick with precum.

Jamie leaked more than me, and I found it incredibly hot.

“So? Do you know how much of a compliment it is that I can get you off that fast?”

“Glad you think so,” I said, stroking him once and letting go.

“Tease,” he grumbled, rubbing his cock against my thigh.

“You can do that to get off, or you can fuck my mouth,” I said, keeping my tone casual, like I was asking about the weather forecast.

Jamie’s eyes darkened, and he licked his lips.

“I mean, I’m just laying here all helpless.” I shifted my hands so they rested on the pillow next to my head. “It would be a shame if my boyfriend didn’t put his dick in my mouth so I could suck it.”

Jamie threw the blankets off us and scrambled to his knees so he could straddle my chest.

I parted my lips as he gripped the headboard and slipped his cock into my waiting mouth.

The blow job was fast and rough and so damn hot I was already half-hard again when he came, spilling down my throat and breathing my name like it was a prayer.

When he was spent, he stumbled back and collapsed on me in a heap.

I caught him and held him close as he enjoyed the afterglow.

“What are we going to do about telling people?” Jamie asked a few minutes later.

“Depends on who you mean.” I carded my fingers through his hair. “Everyone at work knows. I’ll probably just tell them on Monday so they don’t have to keep pretending like it’s a secret. I’ll tell my mom the next time I talk to her. Other than that, I don’t really have anyone I need to tell.”

“Are you worried about that? Telling your mom?”

“Nope. Knowing her, she’ll probably just ignore it like she does everything else. And if she does have a problem with it, then whatever. The only thing that’ll change is I won’t have to worry about calling her anymore.”

“Your parents are the worst.”

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