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He gets on his knees in front of me, putting his hand on my chest and pushing me back to free my dick from my pants.

“Before I do this, answer me one question.”

“Anything,” I say, gripping the arms of the chair.

“Am I getting a blow job tomorrow?”

“Hell yes you are.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Storm

I spent most of the night tossing and turning, jolting awake from rolling onto my stiff dick. The thought of Gabriel sucking my dick isn’t allowing me to get a good night’s sleep. I’ve explored my sexuality for years. Tried all sorts of things as I figured out what I like, don’t like, would never do again no matter what… but I’ve never had the opportunity to be a teacher during sex. I never thought it would be something I was into. Normally I don’t have patience to teach anyone anything, but exploring Gabriel’s sexuality with him is fun. It’s an experience, one that I’m fully on board with doing together.

When the sun comes up, I open my eyes and roll onto my back. Today is going to be a lazy day filled with naps because I couldn’t sleep well. I need to visit Mom, and I can do that at some point,but other than that? It’s sleep for me. Especially since Gabriel is working today and will be gone for a good portion of it.

Glancing at the clock, I’m surprised he hasn’t shown yet. We texted for a bit after he left my room last night because he couldn’t sleep either. He was eager to taste my cock, and that was my first mistake. Don’t go to bed hard. But I needed him to sleep on this to make sure it’s what he wants to do. Though I am enjoying this thoroughly, I need to be careful.

Something changed in him that day he came back frantic from his parents’, and deep down I still worry I’m taking advantage of him—which I don’t want to do. That’s not how I am, not even when it comes to sex or money. I love that he’s on board with all this stuff, but I won’t be a shitty human over it just because I need money.

I lie in bed for a while, debating whether or not I should get up, when my phone goes off. Figuring it’s him, I smile as I reach for it. But it isn’t him. It’s Dominic.

You are coming to the wedding, right?

I’d intended to go. Nothing has changed on that front.

Of course. Is it okay if I bring a date?

Abso-fucking-lutely.

Is he hot?

I’m going to tell your fiance.

After what the three of us did, you think he’s going to care?

Yes, actually.

You’re probably right.

I met Dom’s fiancé last year when I was in California meeting with some friends. I ran into Dom and his man in a bar. We got drunk, went home together, and that used to be one of the hottest nights of my life. Still top ten, if I’m being honest. I’ve had enough threesomes on camera, but that’s a lot of staging and things being planned out. The way Dom took control of the situation, bossing both me and his boyfriend, Mikah, around? Damn, it was hot. Dominic is very dominant in the bedroom. But of course I’d already known this because he too is a content creator and we’ve worked together before.

That’s actually how he and his fiancé met. They both work in the industry and happened to be neighbors. Hated each other at first. Mikah can be grumpy as hell, but Dom is as golden retriever as they come.

See you then, sunshine.

<3

I put my phone down and get out of bed, needing to take a piss. I stop outside Gabe’s door to listen in and see if I can hear him snoring when the door is pulled open and I stumble back. He narrows his eyes on me.

“Eavesdropping?”

“On what, exactly? Didn’t hear you talking to anyone in there,” I respond.

“Fair point. Excuse me.”

He heads to the bathroom, shutting the door. Funny how he’s fine with me sucking his dick and watching me jerk off, but I can’t see him pee? Whatever.

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