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He was asleep again, already.
Of course he was.
Fine. Well, maybe she’d just masturbate next to him, and that would help her go to sleep. Orgasms made her feel sleepy. She might like this, actually. This might be fun, looking at him all curled up in her bed next to her and touching herself?
Yeah.
Definitely.
She sighed, sliding her fingers into her pajama pants, feeling her body start to become loose and eager. She touched her clit, but she wasn’t even remotely wet. Typically, she’d use her own saliva to lubricate until things got going, but…
She didn’t want to do it in front of Decker for some reason.
He couldn’t even see. He was asleep…
No, she just couldn’t. She didn’t know why. It didn’t make sense, but there it was.
She cupped her entire mound instead, rubbing her clit through her labia. She didn’t do this often, but it was a good workaround if there wasn’t any lube, she thought. Maybe she should always start out this way. Maybe—
“What did you say?” Decker’s eyes opened in slits.
She was startled. “That was a delayed reaction.”
“Was it? I was half asleep. I might have drifted in and out. You want to have sex?”
She giggled.
“I can be up for that.” His eyes opened wider. He grinned. “Was that a pun? Did I make a pun?”
She snorted. “You’re hilarious, really.”
“Hey, what are you…?” He was looking down at her. “Are you touching yourself?”
She felt herself flush. “Um… I didn’t think you were going to wake up.”
“So you were just going to rub one out right next to me, huh?” He shook his head. “This is what I’m saying, Essence. You don’t think you matter enough to wake me up to ask me for sex? You think that’s going to bother me?”
She lifted a shoulder. “No… but… maybe… I don’t know.”
“I mean, it’s actually hot to think of you masturbating next to me,” he said. “That’s really hot.” He grinned. “Can I tell you this weird fantasy I have?”
“Sure,” she said.
“It’s like, um, I wake up to a woman on top of me, having sex, like, on me.”
She giggled. “You think that’s even possible?”
“Totally. I mean, morning wood.”
She nodded slowly. “It’s kind of a rape fantasy?”
“I mean…” He considered. “Is it?”
“I’ve fantasized about the same thing,” she said.
“And for you, it’s a rape fantasy?”
“It’s sort of borderline, I think,” she said. “It’s a little transgressive. But it actually happened to me once, and, um… I just had to pee. It was awful. I woke up, and my boyfriend was, you know, fucking me, and I was all sleep-ravaged and my bladder was exploding, and… I was just like, ‘Get off me.’” She dissolved in giggles. “So, sexier as a fantasy.”
