The annoying sound of my phone in the far distance forces me out of a pleasant yet unknown dream. Blindly and with the one hand that I manage to move, I reach for the device on my bedside table, and after a few attempts, I get a hold of it.
"Ello?" my crackling voice mumbles, eyes still closed and therefore no idea who I'm greeting on the other end.
"Bruh!" Jack greets, his tone excited and a little surprised. The noises in the background tell me he isn't alone, and the loud sounds make me flinch. "You sick or something?"
"Sick?" I ask, my eyes slowly opening. The bright light in my room is a bitch for a second, but after a few tries, I manage to get my surroundings in a sharp vision. "No, why?"
"You sound groggy as fuck," he chuckles.
I hum in agreement, and right at the same time, a soft, equally groggy, but mostly sexy as shit moan comes from the warm, lush body that's currently cuddled up against me. A mob of blonde hair is tickling my face and chest, and my arm feels numb because her head has been resting on there for quite some time.
"You little shit," Jack howlers, no doubt because he heard the sound too. "You just got your cock wet, didn't yah?"
"Fuck off," I mumble while I feel her move a little more beside me. Her leg is thrown over me, just like her arm that lays on my chest, and I feel how her lips ghost over my shoulder now. "What you want anyway?"
"Is it the same bird you've been shagging for fuck knows how long now?" His background is howling too, so I assume he's now got me on speaker.
I roll my eyes. That fucker is persistent.
Beside me, a soft, amused breathy giggle fans over my skin, and when I turn so I face her, two grey-blue hues are cheekily smiling up at me. She blows me a kiss and then bares her teeth to teasingly set them in my bicep while her hand slides south over my abdomen, making me grunt.
"FT, you sodding fuck," another one of my mates -I reckon Felix- now yells through the phone.
Fucking Christ.
"What?!" I growl back as I feel how tiny sucks and bites make their way to the center of my chest and then lower. Her blonde hair slides over my chest, and her eyes are glued to my face, daring me to stop her.
Which I fucking won't.
Again, howlers and laughter fill my ear, and it makes this whole thing bloody hard to focus on. Her tongue is now ghosting over my skin from hipbone to hipbone, her hand already folded around my growing shaft.
"We're already pre-drinking for the game, bruh. Where are yah?" Felix eventually managed to get through, and for a moment, I close my eyes so I can focus on answering.
Not that it helps; her hot breath against my throbbing cock is too distracting.
"One sec," I mumble into the phone before muting the conversation. I then grab her chin in between my thumb and finger rougher than I mean to, finding her now lust-filled, dark-blue eyes once more.
"Jo, give me a breather." I'm panting like an idiot, and her smirk tells me she finds it hilarious.
Her hand slides easily and lazily up and down my erection, her tongue licking her lower lip. "I don't think you want me to give you a breather. I think you want my mouth."
I groan as she takes my thumb in between her plump lips, teasing the hell out of me by suggestively sucking and moaning. This girl is a fucking dream. An annoying, stubborn, delicious fucking dream.
I un-mute my phone, knowing that she won't stop even if I beg her, and then take a deep breath. "Okay, I'm back."
"Listen bruh, I don't wanna hear you do whatever the fuck you're doing. Just come over here when you're done. And bring the girl. We wanna meet the bird that's got you tongue-tied."
