Covered Part Two Read Free Page B

stepped in. The rest, as they say, is history. My dad got the gun away before he died though, took the fucker out with them.”
    “How terrifying for you,” he said, “I wish I could ease your fears and take it all away, make it all better. I know that’s not how it works though.”
    The way he said it made me think he really did understand, but how could he? He’d been raised in a life of privilege.
    “Thank you,” I said, “I’ll tell you more about them some time, but for now let’s just leave it at that. I don’t share details about my life that often, so you should be honored.” I looked up and smiled at him in the dim light.
    He didn’t smile back, but his eyes lit with fierce pride. “I am honored,” he said, “more than you can know. And I do understand…also more than you can know.”
    I left it at that. I closed my eyes again and we slept. I slept, soundly, safely, and better than I had in a long time.
     
    ***
     
    Morning light streamed through the window when I woke next. Gavin was splayed out on his back, one arm under me and wrapped around me protectively.
    When I moved away, he instinctively pulled me tighter and mumbled something in his sleep.
    He was gorgeous, absolutely stunning in the morning. I felt like leftovers. Like day old leftovers, reheated again and again. I don’t know how he did it, and I didn’t know if I would ever get to a point where I felt like his equal.
    I threw all caution to the wind and decided to do something I’d never done before.
    Wake him with a blow job. I mean, I’d given them in the past, but more half hearted obligatory things meant to get my boyfriend hard and on the way to something else.
    I wanted to devour Gavin’s cock though, I had this strange hunger rising up inside of me and I needed to bring him as much joy as he brought me. Had brought me…so many times.
    I wiggled under the covers and ran my hand along his muscular thighs. They were so thick and lightly haired, they almost tickled my fingers as I moved along. I was on the side of him, bent and licked his abs, ran my tongue around his belly button and followed the ridge of his V to his sleeping cock.
    I grabbed it in my hand, amazed at how big it seemed even when it wasn’t erect, and wiggled myself closer. The world’s laziest blowjob, I almost giggled to myself.
    I wasn’t entirely sure how to proceed, but an old joke ran through my mind. How to give a good blowjob? Use your mouth. I smiled and licked him from base to tip, feeling it harden as my tongue dragged along the shaft.
    By the time I swirled my tongue around the tip, it was full hard, thick and pulsing in my hand and under my tongue.
    I pushed myself up slightly and wrapped my lips around the head, pushed myself down as far as I could go and felt a shock of pleasure in my clit.
    By some amazing twist of fate or freak of nature, the thought of bringing Gavin to orgasm, the thought of pleasing him, it made me vibrate with sexual excitement.
    At some point as I drew myself back and forth, up and down on his cock, he woke up.
    I sensed a consciousness in him, a sudden awareness of what was happening.
    He threw back the covers and exhaled, “Ms. Britton, I was having the most incredible dream…” his voice trailed off and he thrust upwards, just the smallest motion but it sent a wave of bliss through my body.
    He was enjoying this, and I was getting off on his enjoyment.
    He grabbed a handful of my hair and I felt trapped against his cock, but this elicited a shock of joy from my clit. I wiggled myself to garner some sensation, but he surprised me by grabbing at my ass and pulling me towards him.
    I rose up on my hands and knees and allowed him to position me near his face.
    He reached up and stroked my pussy and I gasped, a muffled sound against his huge cock. He slid a finger between my lips and found my sweet spot immediately. I went faster on his cock; he thrust against me but not enough to choke me.
    He was making the hottest