14. Jason
Iwake up to find we”ve shifted. I”m spooning Alexis as if it were my job. Which, honestly, now, it kind of is. She”s still asleep, her deep breaths the only sound. I peek around and find Slinky at the foot of the bed, curled against my legs. The clock reads eight-o-two. It”s Sunday, and we both have no plans. It”s so peaceful; I could just lay here forever.
My boner, however, would love to get taken care of.
I consider my options briefly. I could wake Alexis up and have a lil” morning fooling around. But we also didn”t discuss where our boundaries are with sex yet, and I don”t want to assume what she”s comfortable with. So really, my only option is to get out of this magical bed and beat it off in the shower. I suppress a groan; I do not want to leave this bed.
Before I can make a move, though, Alexis turns over, slinging both an arm and a leg over my body. Now my poor dick is lined up right where it wants to be. I want to cry.
“Don’t you dare get out of this bed.” Her raspy sleep voice breaks the silence. Thank fuck, she’s awake. She rubs her eyes and yawns before looking up at me with a shy smile. ”Good morning.”
”Good morning.” I brush my thumb across her cheek, tracing a line of faint freckles. ”Sleep well?” She nods against my chest, then plants a smacking kiss on my left pec, right over my heart. Before I quite realize what is happening, she”s trailing kisses down my chest and abs, aiming straight for my briefs.
“Hey, whoa, you do not need to do that. Wait— fuck,” one of her hands is already gripping me through the fabric, making my hips involuntarily push up from the bed. “Alexis, I’m serious. You do not need to worry about my morning wood.”
She looks up, mouth hovering where I desperately want it, but know I shouldn”t. ”Jason, how about you worry about how good I”m about to make you feel rather than whether I want to suck your cock.” Fuck. Me. ”I wouldn”t be doing this if I didn”t want to.”
How can any man argue with that?
Looking pleased as punch, she peels down my briefs, exposing my aching dick to the air. When she legit licks her lips in anticipation, I officially stop worrying about how this looks. Normally, I make sure the women I”m with orgasm at least once before I do, but she looks so excited to suck me off that there is literally nothing I”d be willing to do to stop her at this point.
She takes me in both hands first, firmly pumping me, making me groan loudly. ”Fuck, baby, that feels so good.” She smiles wickedly, and I know she”s thinking she”s about to make it feel even better.
She starts by dragging her tongue from root to tip, along the underside. I nearly come just from that. She does it again, chuckling like the vixen she is when I curse and grab the headboard for support. After sufficiently teasing me, she takes me into her hot, wet mouth. My eyes legitimately roll into the back of my head. It feels like heaven. ”Shit, Lex, don”t stop. That”s right, take me as far as you can. Fuuuuuuck.” When she hums around my dick, I lose all control, though.
”Alexis, baby, sit up,” She protests as I ease her up, ”Babe, I will let you get back to that, I promise, but I can”t just lay here and let you have all the fun. Take your pants off.” Half a beat passes, then I see it click. Did I wake up thinking I”d be 69-ing my new girlfriend? No. Is this the best morning of my life? Quite possibly.
She shimmies out of her PJ pants, and I help her get her sweet pussy over my face, her head back at my cock. Thank fuck, she”s just tall enough.
She’s already drenched when I press my tongue against her clit. She moans in response, and I can’t help but palm her ass cheeks, gripping them hard. She rocks against my tongue gently, then fits me back in her mouth. I’m barely able to keep my hips on the bed. I’m not small, and I don’t want to choke her on accident.
I first give her a few languorous licks along her entire slit before concentrating on her clit. One hand still gripping her ass, I hook the other arm around and sink one finger into her incredibly slick entrance. Her hips move jerkily against my face, and when I add a second finger, she moans loudly around my cock.
Her head is bobbing fast, and I can feel the beginnings of my orgasm in my balls. But I”m determined to get her there first. Two fingers pumping fast, I flutter my tongue on her clit, then suck on it hard. I repeat the flutter and suck combo a few more times before she suddenly comes, hard. I can feel her inner muscles spasming around my fingers, her cries muffled by my dick in her mouth. Fuck, that”s sexy.
She doesn”t stop her ministrations, though, even through her own orgasm. And within seconds, I”m coming. I barely have time to warn her before I”m seized by the hardest orgasm of my life. And no matter how much of a progressive dude I am, I can”t help but be supremely satisfied as she swallows down every. Fucking. Drop.
She releases me with a pop and rolls off. We both lay there for a moment, catching our breaths. Her legs are still by my head, so I gently reach over and stroke her calves. That was amazing.
Our post-orgasm bliss is rudely interrupted when my phone goes off like crazy.
”I would really like to ignore that, but it sounds like I”ve just received a hundred messages.” I groan and sit up. I can”t help but smile as I reach for my phone because Alexis still looks blissed out, puffy lips and messy hair, wearing nothing but her PJ top. Before I turn my attention away, I lean down and give her a kiss.
Then I look at my phone.
“Shit.” I open the first link and read the article title. “Fuck!”
Alexis sits up, worry creasing her brow. “What? What is it?” I just turn my phone over to her, so mad I can barely speak.
SPOTTED: JASON ADAMS AND MYSTERY WOMAN WERE SEEN AT
COUNTY FAIR LOOKING COZY – AND IN DISGUISE?
She sucks in a gasp, scrolling down, reading the article, and looking at the pictures. ”How did they know we were there? I didn”t even see anyone with a camera pointed at us!”
“Hell, if I know. Goddammit, we couldn’t have even one outing?” I growl and get out of bed, quickly donning my clothes. “I’m going to grab us some breakfast, and we can talk about what we want to do in response. I”ll be right back, ok?” She nods, still scrolling the article. I kiss the top of her head and leave. I quickly stopped for fresh clothes at my unit and grabbed my baseball hat and sunglasses.
Luckily, no one looks at me twice while grabbing pastries and coffee, so I’m back to Alexis’ in record time. She’s out of bed, changed into a sundress, and is already on the balcony waiting for me.
”Here”s your phone back. I don”t know if you saw, but they even caught a picture of us making out on the Ferris Wheel. There is pretty much no hiding things now.”
I take a seat next to her and take a moment to think. Sipping my coffee, I reach out and take her hand in mine, rubbing my thumb over the back of her hand.
“Ok, so I think if we go public, maybe post something on my Instagram and then have a statement put out tomorrow, things will calm down. Do you think you’re ready for that?”
She turns to look at me, a sad smile on her face. “Do you really think it will help? Won’t it just add more fuel to the fire?”
“I wish I could say with certainty that things will die down after, but I can’t. In my experience, though, the longer you wait to address things like that, the more people decide their own narrative and just make shit up.” I sigh, wishing my life wasn’t in the public eye so much. Wishing I had done something else with my life. What if all of this is too much for her?
Just as I feel myself start to spiral, Alexis’ hand squeezes mine.
”Honestly, I don”t think I”ll ever be ready for that, but it”s basically out of our hands already. Next time, they might find me at the hospital and start harassing people there. I don’t even want to think about what the hospital will do if that happens. I could lose my job for all I know. I’m not going to pretend that this doesn’t scare me, but I think it”s time to take control of the narrative. And now.” I nod. I completely agree. An apology is on the tip of my tongue, but I bite it back; it won”t help things now.
”Alright, I agree. Come here.” I have her get onto my lap crossways and snap a few selfies. I post my two favorites, one where she smiles at the camera with me and one where she”s kissing me on the cheek. I look like a happy man in both, and honestly, despite the media shitstorm, I am.
I add the caption “cats out of the bag” and tag her. I hope she realizes she’s going to get hundreds of follow requests.
We both turn off the volume on our phones and spend the rest of the day just enjoying each other”s company.