Seeking Escape

33. Foliage and Flora

*** Quinn's POV ***

I wake up to my phone buzzing on the nightstand. I don't want it to wake Joyce so I grab it and slip out of bed quickly. Once I'm outside of the bedroom and close the door gently, I answer. "Hello?"

"You sound groggy. Did that sweet girl keep you up all night?"

I pull my phone back to look at the time. "It's 7AM, Mom. We weren't up all night, normal people are sleeping right now."

I can almost hear her shrugging. "Well whatever. Is Joyce there?"

"She's sleeping, Mom! Maybe it was a mistake introducing you two so soon." I shook my head.

"Nonsense. I'm glad you did. No use in keeping her to yourself, especially since you're going to have her for the rest of your life." My mom prattled on.

"It's too early for this." I groaned.

"Well, make sure she's up by ten. You're going to clean out your beds and while you do, we're going shopping for new plants." My mom announced like she was a fucking activity coordinator.

"Mom, we have plans." I fibbed.

"Fucking is not plans." She retorted.

"I'm hanging up now." I said.

"I'll be there at ten. Don't have your dick buried in her then, okay?" I didn't answer her. I hung up and shook my head.

I pissed in the outer bathroom and crept back in. Joyce looked so welcoming twisted in my covers. She was making incredible strides. I couldn't believe that she not only let me go down on her, but then her jerking me off...

I looked down at my dick. I gave it a pat and yawned. Seems not all of me was up and ready to go just yet. I climbed back into bed, nestling an arm under her pilows and just watching her sleep.

I shifted onto my back and let my mind roam with my mom's hunch. Was Joyce my forever? She didn't respond well when I told her I loved her. We need to circle back, but honestly I'm a little scared. I don't want to freak her out but I also want her to know that I'm invested in her. She doubts it, but I need her to believe that it's true. She trusts me with her body, why not her heart?

These are the thoughts that are spiraling. I cover my face with my arm as if I can block them out. Eventually sleep reclaims me.

***

I'm having that dream again. Her bent over me, her lips and fingers wrapped around my cock. God, her mouth feels like heaven. I'm going to wake up with quite the stiffy from this one. Fuck, she's going to think I'm constantly ready to go. I mean that's kinda a given in my line of work, but with Joyce it's so much more than just sex.

I blinked my eyes open and the pleasure didn't subside. No, quite the contrary as my eyes came into focus and landed on her. Between my legs, her hair forming a curtain, but the sensations I was experiencing a clear indication of what she was up to.

"Joyce? What are you..." I muttered. I pushed myself up onto my elbows so I could better see her.

She lifted her head and released my cock from her perfect fucking mouth. Her hands kept moving though. She smirked at me. "You're a heavy sleeper, Quinn."