Page 54 of Lovetown, USA
Deacon pays for dinner with our gift certificate, using cash for the tip, and then we step outside into the warm night air.
That’s when I check my phone.
One unread text from Trey.
Dr. Handsome
Text me when you get home so I know you’re safe. Thanks. Sincerely, Officer Montgomery
I stare at it a beat too long, confused when my stomach does a funny little flip, which makes me extremely uncomfortable to the point where I almost pull out my flask.
“You wanna call it a night, or…?”
I tuck my phone away and turn my attention back to my date. “Actually…have you ever been to Lover’s Bluff? I hear the view is gorgeous.”
Deacon is as eager to please as he is dry to talk to.
He parks in almost the same spot as Trey when we came here the other night, but I don’t wanna think about that, or him, right now. Instead, I stare up at the stars again, scatteredand glittering across the sky like God Himself knocked over his jewelry box and left diamonds everywhere. I let my thoughts drift for a second, then stop thinking altogether. It’s so peaceful out here. So relaxing.
“Can I kiss you?” Deacon’s voice cuts through my thoughts.
I look over at him, smiling slyly. “Yes. On one condition.”
“Name it.”
“I want the kiss to taste like me.”
It takes him a second, but when it hits him, his mouth slowly curves into a grin. I love that look on a man, the moment he realizes I’ve called him into service. He reaches over and adjusts my seat, giving himself room to kneel in front of me. It’s tight, but he isn’t complaining.
Two minutes later, my panties are off and his face is between my legs.
He’s pretty good at this, I have to say. His personality may be dull, but his tongue is the life of the party. It has me writhing and moaning, my hands clutching the top of his head, my body shuddering hard.
When I cum, he does this thing where he sucks my opening like he’s trying to drink my essence fresh from the tap. Not only does it feel amazing, it leads me to believe this man is a real eater.
Not a bad guy to have on the roster.
After I settle down, he leans up and stares into my eyes.
“Now do I get my kiss?”
I answer this by grabbing his face in my hands and pulling him to me. I taste sweet on his lips. Earthy on his tongue. Maybe I’m weird, but I enjoy tasting me. And when I’ve had my fill, I thank him for a lovely evening and ask him to take me home.
Steam curls around me as I step out of the hotel shower, skin still tingling from the hot water. I towel off, slip into an oversized Grambling T-shirt, and collapse onto the bed with my phone.
I hit Nadia’s name without thinking.
“Girl!” she answers on first ring. “What the hell is going on? You’ve been MIA and you know I hate that. Especially when you owe me updates.”
I laugh, settling against the fluffy white pillows. “The town is still a freakshow. I’m still fucking the doctor, but I went out with a zoologist tonight and let him eat me out. That was really nice.”
She’s quiet for a moment. “Okay, I have thoughts.”
“And, I think I found an angle for my exposé.”
“Ooh, what?”
“Stay tuned,” I say quickly. “I don’t wanna jinx it. But let’s just say, there’s no magic here. There never was.”
