Chapter 68

“I’m a singer now.”

His grunt became a laugh, then more sounds, some sort of combination that made me love him even more, though I hadn’t thought it possible.

“You are a singer.” Major collapsed on top of me. “We have that in common. We’ll get you a tattoo.”

Even as his cock continued to twitch a couple times inside me, he kissed my chest with the sound—”Mwah!”—then worked his mouth down my body to take my dick again. He hummed as he sucked. I hummed to make him laugh again.

“Major chord or minor?”

“Sing to me later, Sally. Come for me now.”

I did, lifting my ass off the bed to press my crotch to his face. The kiss Major offered after was saltier than normal.

“I know where love is.” He sang it to me, our prom song. “It’s right here.”

We called the dogs in when we were done. One on each side of us, Major and I were both in the middle. The feel of him in my arms, knowing we had the whole night, I fell asleep fast, even though it was barely nine.