I smile at her. “Remember what I said. I’ll support you no matter what you choose, okay?” She nods at me. “We’re a team on this, and you can always rely on your teammate to help you out.”
“And give you really good orgasms?” she asks with a cheeky grin.
I nod and raise my eyebrows at her suggestively. “That’s what teammates are for, aren’t they?”
I leave for my flight home half an hour later. There are a couple of paparazzi at the front of the hotel and in the airport asking me why I was in Seattle, but I ignore them. It was a surprisingly good weekend, despite us not coming to a decision about the pregnancy. I had fun with Lita, and I look forward to coming back to Seattle for her appointment in two weeks.
9
LEVEL 10.5 – Hearts Beat
Daryl is escortingme through the airport in Seattle, and I’m on my way to join Lita for her appointment with the doctor. We’re standing at the baggage carousel and waiting for our luggage, so I pull out my phone and send a text to Lita.
Hey, princess. Just landed. See you soon. See more of you later.
We’ve talked a bit these last two weeks, and I’m very much looking forward to being in bed with her again. I hooked up with a woman at an event we attended last weekend, but it was nowhere near as enjoyable as when I spend time with Lita.
I grin when I see her reply to my text.
I really think I can manage ten whole minutes with my mouth around your cock today. What do you think?
I’m very much looking forward to this, and I chuckle as I write my reply.
I’ll set a timer. You can take several goes at it to total ten minutes if you want. If you manage a full ten minutes straight, I’ll give you a thousand dollars.
I would absolutely pay a thousand dollars for a ten-minute blow job from Lita, and I’m pretty sure it would be worth every cent. I’m joking, of course, but I start freaking out when she doesn’t reply straight away.
I hope she isn’t insulted by me saying I’ll pay her for head. I stare at my phone, considering whether or not I should send another text and tell her it’s a joke. The baggage carousel starts up before bags start appearing and, as I look for my suitcase, my phone buzzes in my hand. I look down to see a text from Lita.
A thousand dollars doesn’t seem like enough. Ten thousand, minimum, for the pain and suffering of getting lockjaw.
Relief floods through me that I haven’t offended her after all, and I laugh at her joke. I write my reply to her, doing my best to tease her and let her know what I plan for this afternoon.
Ten thousand it is. I’ll bring my checkbook just in case. Either way, I get ten minutes of your mouth around my cock, and you get thirty minutes of my mouth on your pussy. I’ll set a timer.
My cock jerks in my jeans as I think about going down on Lita for half an hour. I would very much enjoy teasing her and making her come over and over for that length of time, that’s for sure.
I adjust my jeans because they’re getting a bit tight and force myself to focus on the baggage carousel. The last thing I need is for people to get pictures of me with a raging boner at the airport.
Our luggage appears after about another minute, and we head to our rental car. I sit in the back of the SUV and open a bottle of water to take a sip while I check my phone. I read a few news articles and emails before I open a text to Hayden.
How are you doing?
Ally officially ended things with him last weekend. Apparently, she met a guy in New York, and that meant Hayden got tossed aside like a piece of trash. I shake my head when I see his reply.
Meh. I mean, it was bound to happen eventually.
He’s been blowing it off like this since he told us. Making out as though he doesn’t care, but I know he does. This is why I’ve never wanted a relationship. It only leads to disaster and somebody getting hurt. I type out a reply.
You know my thoughts on relationships, but I do know this sucks for you. Sorry, bro. The best way to get over someone old is to get under someone new, I’m told.
It’s a few minutes before he sends another reply.
I’ll keep that in mind. Good luck at the appointment today.
My heart starts beating faster in my chest. I’d kind of forgotten where we were heading. It won’t be long, and I’ll be seeing the baby.
Embryo.