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Percy
Saturday 10:02 Am
The first thing I realize when I wake up is that I’m blindfolded.
All things considered, we’re off to a great start.
The second thing I realize is that I’m naked. Bare-ass naked. Nude, crude and ready to get lewd, reclining upside down on the lumpiest bed I’ve ever laid on in my entire life. All around me smells like weed and sex and European money, and look, if it wasn’t for the banging fucking headache pounding behind my eyes right now, I’d call this the perfect way to start a Saturday morning.
And the third thing?
The third thing is that I’ve got no fucking memories of what happened last night.
But look—I don’t have to remember what I did last night to know that I’ve got the fiercest fucking hangover of my life right now.
And just because I’m blindfolded doesn’t mean I’m any less aware of the cock that’s currently dangling over my mouth.
I sniff the air, lick my lips and size up the dick blind. You don’t have to be a genius to do these calculations—just like, kind of a ho or whatever.
Which, frankly, is fine by me. Ho life forever and fuckanyonewho says otherwise! My slut senses are tingling, and they tell me that there’s at least 10-inches of man meat dangling over my lips.
“Well hello there, big boy,” I slur through my hangover-mouth. “Why don’t you come to Momma and let me show you a good—aw, fuck me! Who the fuck handcuffed me to the bed?!”
I swear to fuck, I need to stop waking up like this. Every damn time—every damn time! My BFF Mysti May gets to wake up in the arms of some exotic tramp, Sammi wakes up passed out in a swimming pool, Becky wakes up looking flawless…and me?
I try my wrists again just to be sure—but yeah, it’s fucking happened again.
Handcuffed to the bed.
Every. Damn. TIME!
I lick my lips again and consider the cock. It’s so close, I can almost taste it—and holy fuck, do I want a taste. Long, thick, uncut and bulging with more veins than an oiled up body builder. Maybe seeing is believing for those other girls, but for me? The blindfold is a handicap, not a hindrance.
I’ll gnaw my own arms off at the wrist and echo locate that dick if I have to.
A ho’s gotta do what a ho’s gotta do.
Look, I know what you’re thinking. I don’t sound worried enough, right? Entire night of my life, totally gone. No recollection, no memories, no nothin’. Any other woman waking up in my place right now—naked, handcuffed and blindfolded with a big, gorgeous dick dangling over her face—well, she’d be worried, right?
But I’m not any other woman.
I’m Percy fucking Owens.
For me, this is pretty much a typical fucking Saturday.
“Look,” I level with the mystery dick. “I know you’re there, okay? So here’s what you’re going to do. You’re gonna put your dick in my mouth, and I’m gonna suck it until your eyes go crossed and you forget your mother’s—”
“Birthday?” A sexy, terrible European accent coos over me.
I roll my eyes beneath the blindfold. “I was gonna saylast name.”
“Mmm…I think not, darling.”
His voice is rugged and raw and everything man—which, honestly, just makes me want to choke myself on his foreskin all that much more.
“Oh, fuck me,” I say—and mean it.
