A'Blow me Hearties!

Slevia was behind the counter when they walked into the Merit store. Sadie was about to ask for a list of things when Slevia placed a few things on the counter, which caused Sam to leap forward and snatch them off the counter. “MY PRECIOUS! Finally, we have been reunited.” Sam was caressing a set of gleaming mithril plate armor, and wasted no time swapping out of her current gear, placing it on the counter. She didn’t even hesitate to strip in front of anyone, either. Slevia took her old armor and shield.

“I’m pleased you like the items. They did take a little bit of time to source. The shield has the deflection and impact absorption enchantments just like your old one does, and both are magically reinforced for protection. Here is your new sword and the amulet you requested as well. I actually thought it would take another day to get the amulet, but I got lucky.”

Sam unsheathed her new blade and saw that it crackled with electricity. She then put the amulet around her neck. It contained a large diamond set in platinum. Brooke asked. “That all looks awesome. What does the amulet do? It’s gorgeous, but why was it so tricky for her to get it?”

Sam replied, “It detects enemies. The radius is huge, and it gives me the number, direction, and distance of foes.”

Sadie asked, “How huge are we talking about?”

“At least a mile, more in the right conditions. Some materials will prevent it from working properly, but the other team shouldn’t be able to sneak up on us anymore. Well, at least if I’m around. The item is the equivalent of six items in cost.”

“That’s sort of expensive, isn’t it?” Brooke asked.

Sam shrugged, “There were cheaper versions, but the range and detail are what make it expensive. Also worth it.”

Talia nodded, “Agreed. As I said before, we’ve been surprised and outnumbered. This should help significantly.”

“Not just that. I was thinking it might actually allow us to search for them.”

“Maybe, but I doubt that Cassandra would let us simply find their base with it. That seems like it would be far more expensive.”

“I assumed that was why it said certain materials would prevent it from working. The rest of you should get your upgrades.”

Sadie had already started talking with Slevia about the upgrades. Allie got her armor and claws upgraded to a +3 each, and she got a pendant that gave her a damage buff based on her missing health.

Talia got an enchantment on her staff that made spells last significantly longer, a cloak of temporal displacement for defense, and her first damage option, a wand of magic missile.

Sadie picked up two things for Bertha. First, some +2 barding to protect her, and then a collar of size changing, allowing Bertha to shrink down to half her normal size or double her normal size. She got an enchantment placed on her shoes to make her move faster, and a +2 defensive enchant on her dress. Sadie was not pleased to find her dress and shoes changed just as Mark walked into the shop with Laura. Her dress now barely covered her crotch, and she was still not wearing any panties. Her shoes went from a short two-inch fairly wide heel, to a five-inch stiletto.

“Looking good, Sadie,” Mark said, giving her a once-over.

“This makes NO SENSE! How does an outfit that covers less protect more? Also, how am I supposed to run in five-inch heels?”

“Have you tried?”

“No, because I’m not dumb.” Mark gave her a look, saying well go on. Sadie grumbled but stepped out of the shop and ran down the hall and back, finding no issues. “Hmmm… I’m guessing that the shoes help with that.”

“As for your other question. I’m fairly certain that Cassandra is using video game logic on the outfits, because it is also sexy.”

“Frankly, I don’t want to hear any complaints about the outfits,” Isabella said while leaning against the wall. “Mine somehow feels more revealing than simply wearing a bikini would.”

Sadie gave Isabella a sympathetic nod.

Laura asked, “So what are Mark and I getting?”

Sadie replied, “Mark is getting nothing. He racked up a bunch of points. As for you, Laura,” Sadie tossed Laura a ring. “That is a ring of safe sex +3. The more sex you have, the more it charges. It provides a significant defensive boost. For your other boost, give Slevia your staff. I already purchased the upgrade.”

Laura complied, handing the staff to Slevia. Slevia went into the back of the shop, and what sounded like a recording of construction noises was heard. Laura asked, “What’s the upgrade?”

“**** Rapid Fire.”

“****?” Laura asked, intrigued.

Sadie nodded, “Yeah, it’s two tiers above the basic rapid fire enchant. I figured with this and Talia, you will be an absolute monster now.”

A minute later, Slevia came back out with her staff. “Here. Try it out in practice range.”

Laura took it and walked over to the set of three wooden dummies. She fired bolts as fast as she could, adding on the empowering and twinning effects as well. It looked less like she was firing bolts at the targets and more like there were jets of pink energy streaming from the end of her staff. “Well DAMN!” Laura stopped her fire on the dummies. “That can actually deplete my mana reserves if I use everything at the same time. Hey, Talia, can you use a time bubble on me so I can test that?”

Talia obliged a second before Slevia said, “WAIT!” Even with Talia’s quick reaction to take the time bubble down, it didn’t stop the explosion on the testing range from spilling out into the shop, hitting everyone. No one was severely hurt, but Laura, Talia, and Allie had all fallen on their asses.

Brooke was spooked and glad she had been on the other side of the shop. “WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!”

Slevia shook her head. “The enchant makes it so the projectiles don’t merge and overlap. The projectiles merged. That’s not stable. So, BOOM!”

Laura stood rubbing her backside. “Yeah, but the explosion still originated where I was targeting. So I just need to target something further away. Not to mention if we do this in reverse instead, where we freeze a target, and I blast away, we’ll get the same effect.”

“Splendid. Happy you’re happy. NOW GET OUT!” Slevia pointed to the door.

Everyone filed out of the shop. Allie said, “I guess Slevia really doesn’t like her shop exploding.”

Brooke’s face was rather flushed. “Umm… hey, so… I took a lot of damage… what exactly happens if… I take more than my HP? I don’t die, right?” Brooke was breathing heavily.

“No, you’ll be incapacitated from sexual frustration.” Talia said, “I guess even if you were on the other side of the room, being only level one means your HP pool is small.”

Brooke nodded, “I’m pretty sure if I had been close, I would be down. Can I get some healing?”

Mark stepped towards her, “I can help with that. Just… It’s all sexual to some degree. Kissing is the most basic.”

Brooke didn’t wait for Mark and just yanked him down by his jacket into a kiss. Mark wrapped an arm around Brooke and dipped her. When he broke the kiss, he said, “I’d be happy to receive a tune-up from you any time.”

+2 VP Kiss the Master

Sadie groaned, “OH COME ON! SERIOUSLY!?”

Mark pulled Brooke up to a standing position. Brooke asked, “What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong is that that was apparently substantially better than any kiss I’ve given him.”

Laura snickered at that, and Talia’s cheeks turned slightly pink with arousal.

Brooke said, “Ah, right, your competitive TF, right?” Sadie nodded. “Well, get good, little sis.” That just caused Mark, Laura, and Allie to burst out laughing. “Also, what was up with that kiss, Mark? It felt really good.”

Laura said, “I know right healing feels fantastic.” Brooke found the other women giving slight nods of agreement.

Mark shrugged, “I don’t know, I’m more intrigued by your actions.”

“Why?” Brooke seemed confused.

“Well, I’m just surprised that you were so enthusiastic about kissing me the first time.”

Brooke was the one to snort out a laugh and then gave him a playful grin. “That was not the first time we made out.” Brooke then strode down the hall, not explaining what she meant.

Mark glanced at Sam, who was just grinning. Sam told him, “Oh, it’s going to be so much fun watching her toy with you, Drunk Runner Boy.” Sam hurried after her best friend.

Mark suddenly had a feeling something terrible had begun, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

The others started following after Sam and Brooke, except for Laura. Laura put a hand on Mark’s shoulder, “Mark, I think Brooke might just eat you alive. Also, I have to say this again, you have fine taste in women.” Laura was staring at Brooke’s and Sam’s asses as they were walking away.

With Laura’s arm around him, the two followed the others.

Mark and Brooke were standing in the courtyard alone. The others had just left to go on their quests for the day. Mark asked, “So, are you going to tell me what you meant about us making out before? Because I feel like I would remember making out with someone as attractive as you. And don’t tell me that you weren’t good-looking before Chloe enhanced your features, because you most certainly were.”

“A woman has to keep some secrets. Maybe I’ll tell you one day… If you earn it.” Brooke grinned at him. “So, are we going to get going as well?”

“Sure,” Mark transformed into a dragon, “climb on.”

“Umm… you don’t have a saddle or anything…”

“Afraid to ride me barebacked?” Mark said, amused. “No one else has had an issue so far.”

Brooke sighed and walked over and tried climbing onto Mark. She had a bit of difficulty, “Could you make yourself a bit smaller? You made yourself this big on purpose, didn’t you?”

“I have no clue what you are talking about.” Mark shrank to the size of a miniature pony. “Better?”

“Mark, do you want me to crush your head between my thighs? I’d be happy to do it. Or did you forget I’m now extremely strong?” Brooke stepped over Mark’s head as a dragon and lightly squeezed it with her thighs.

“Even if you’re strong, you wouldn’t be able to really hurt me like that. Also…” Mark expanded to a massive size, causing Brooke to stumble and face-plant into the back of his now wide neck. Mark did make sure that she didn’t fall off, though. “You should pay more attention to where you are standing when making threats like that.” Mark took off from the ground before Brooke could retort, and he felt Brooke cling to fistfuls of hair that was running along his spine in a line.

“HOLY SHIT! Could you go a bit slower, please!” Mark felt her trembling and obliged, actually coming to a stop and just hovering. “Thank you.” Mark heard fear in her voice.

“Scared of heights, or falling?”

“Both! Very much both!”

Mark slowly lowered their altitude considerably. “I get that. Heights don’t bother me so much, but falling…” Brooke could feel a quiver run through Mark’s body at the thought.

“But you can fly.”

“I can now. That’s new with being a dragon. Also, the fact that I can fly is part of the reason I was okay with being so high up. If I can fly, I’m not likely to fall, am I?”

“Fair point. Also, thank you for just stopping.”

“Brooke, if you’re uncomfortable flying, we can take horses.”

“No. I’ll be okay, but maybe don’t go at airplane speeds? And stay lower to the ground.”

Mark bobbed his head. Coming to about thirty feet off the ground, so he would clear all the trees, and kept it under 60 mph.

When he got to the farmland where he met Arnelle the day before, and Brooke slid off his back, her legs were quivering, and she collapsed to her knees. Mark offered a hand to help her up, and she gladly took it. “Thanks and seriously… thanks for not teasing me about this.”

“Not something to joke about. I’m sorry if I ended up causing you to panic.”

“No, I get it. I was messing with you. Most people would probably just have been startled for a moment, but… just thanks.”

“You’re rather brave, you know that?”

“Not really.”

“In your place, I think I might have taken the horses. Not just that, though, I mean, how you are handling all this.”

“I guess… So, we are fighting crazy cowgirls?”

“Mad Cow-Girls. Think like cat-girls but cows, not Texan cowgirls.”

“Ah.”

Arnelle walked over to the two of them, “Well now, Sir Garret, it’s a real pleasure seein’ you again. Now, who’s this here young lady you got with ya?”

“This is Squire Brooke. She is Sam’s squire.”

“She done said she’s been showin’ others the ropes of fightin’. It’s a real pleasure meetin’ one she’s been workin’ with.” Arnelle tipped her hat to her. “Whatcha needin' from me?”

“I brought Brooke out here to get her some levels and experience. Also, she’s immune to the plague.”

“Well, the herd’s thinin' out a bit, but there’s still a heap of 'em headed this way. The silver linin' is we’re finally curin' some of these folks. We did have this odd wave come through that seemed... well, feral-like, I reckon. More’n usual, for sure.”

“Yeah, I think I know what that’s about. I’m willing to bet you couldn’t cure any of those right.” Arnelle nodded. “We heard reports of what happened in Harper’s Haven happening in a city to the south as well. I think one of the Champions of Smug is spreading the second plague over here, and some of the cow-girls are getting infected. Now… Arnelle, I have a favor I would like to ask you.”

“Aah’ll help out if’n Aah’m able to.”

“Could Brooke borrow your equipment for a little bit?” Both Brooke and Arnelle rapidly blinked their eyes in surprise. “I was just thinking, I’ve seen what one of your pitchfork throws does, and even if she’s level one, and you aren’t, I would imagine she’d get quite a lot of experience from even just one of those special throws.”

“I reckon she would, Aah just don’t rightly know how Aah’m feelin’ 'bout lendin’ out mah family’s heirlooms.”

“That is why I said it was a favor. I think even just for a few minutes would be a huge help.”

Arnelle scratched the back of her head. “Well, shucks, alright. Brooke, was it? You follow me on back. Not you, Sir Garret! If Aah catch ya anywhere near that tent when we come out, Aah’ll plumb skewer ya with mah pitchfork fur tryin' to sneak a peek of me nekkid.”

Mark held up his hands and went to the line to go ahead and get some XP himself. He cleared out a large swath with his breath weapon and then started fighting with claw, tooth, and tail. A few minutes later, Brooke and Arnelle came out wearing each other’s equipment. Brooke said, “I feel absolutely ridiculous. Is this seriously better than my equipment?”

Arnelle answered, “Sure as shootin', and it ain't by no small amount.”

“Okay, so how does this throwing thing Mark was talking about work?”

Arnelle talked Brooke through how to throw the pitchfork a few times, and when she was happy with a few basic tosses Brooke made, Arnelle explained how to activate the special ability of the pitchfork.

Brooke went to the opening in the barricade. “Okay, so I just go out there and throw this?”

Mark nodded, “That’s the idea.”

Brooke was bouncing up and down, clearly psyching herself up. Then she charged. “AAAAHHHHHHH!” When she threw the pitchfork, it flew faster than Mark had seen Arnelle throw it. Hard enough to cause Brooke to fall backwards on her ass. A few seconds later, the pitchfork flew back and planted itself in the ground next to her. Mark and Arnelle rushed out and pulled her back behind the barricade.

When they were safely behind the barricade, Arnelle said, “What in the wide world of tarnation did ya do there? How in the heck are ya that strong?”

“Umm? Is there like a strength stat or something?” Brooke asked while brushing the dirt off her butt.

Mark simply said, “Arnelle, assume that Brooke here is the strongest woman alive without magic reinforcement.”

“Aah kin tell that, for sure. Did ya git ya a heap of XP from doin' that?”

“How do I check that?” Brooke looked at Mark.

“Just think about your status, and a screen will pop up in front of you.”

“Ah, okay… let's see. Um… I have 1925 XP. Is that a lot?”

“How did you get so much?” Mark exclaimed. “You gained as much in that one throw as any of us gained in multiple days.”

“Hmm…” Brooke read her logs. “Oh… um… because I shouldn’t have been able to do that. I gained so much from eliminating so many targets drastically above my own level, all while level 1. Apparently, a benefit of my squire class is also an XP boost while under the supervision of a hero. I doubt that I will be getting such large gains repeating that feat.” Brooke chuckled, “Well, at least I’m caught up, right? At least enough to be useful.”

Mark nodded, “Honestly, if you weren’t technically a benefit from the TF I gave Sam, I would ask you to sit this competition out since you aren’t directly competing.”

“Well, that would never happen. Mark, just so we are clear, the order of my priorities here is: take care of myself, take care of Sam, take care of the rest of my sisters, then what you want.”

“You still prioritize Sam over the others?”

“Yes. They might all be sisters to me now, but Sam is the one that I’d be willing to take a bullet for, and I know she feels the same about me.”

“Hmmm…”

“Go ahead and ask Mark. Whatever the question is, just ask.”

“I was just thinking about how to ask it. Were you told about the magic mirror in my room?”

Brooke nodded, “Shows probable futures or something. Gives us hints about how things will ultimately turn out. You get something like a status of how things are now, right?”

“Yeah. I looked in it this morning with Isabella, and there was a new hall… yours. From that hall, I felt acceptance and respect, and not a small amount of it. I was wondering if that was because of Sam and me?”

“A large part of it, yes, but not completely, though. Earlier, I wasn’t messing with you; we’ve made out before. More than once, actually. Can’t believe I finally learned your name.”

“Hold up a second. Seriously?”

“Yep. I don’t know why, but every time I saw you, you were **** and not lightly.”

“I didn’t really get drunk that often during undergrad.”

“Don’t know what to tell you then, but we crossed paths on about a dozen different occasions from what I recall. From what Talia told me, all the women here are someone you missed out on a relationship with. I guess that includes me. We tried to exchange numbers once, but neither of us could really hear each other at the party we were at.”

“How do I not remember this? How did no one even ask me who I was making out with afterwards if this happened at a party I was at?”

“Beats me. I thought you were funny and cute. I’ve somewhat thought you were the one that got away. Maybe you really were. That is at least part of why I feel like that about you. Also, I know you are a decent guy.”

“Because of Sam?”

“Yes, but not only because of her. Maybe someday I’ll tell you, but not today. You have my gratitude for helping Sam. I know you love her, and you want her to be happy. You didn’t have to be like that. Talia made that really clear to me last night. She was trying to reassure me, and I think Sadie, too. As far as this show is concerned, we’re effectively your property, to do with as you please. Plenty of men would have let that power corrupt them, and maybe they would have fallen in love with a few of the women under their control, but you’re really trying to love all of us. Does that shed any insight on your question?”

“Some.”

Arnelle finally said, “Aah ain't tryin' to interrupt you two gettin' acquainted, but if y'all aren't fixin' to use mah things, Aah’m gonna need ‘em back.”

“Sorry.” Brooke said, “Let's go back to the tent. I’ll change out of them. I should probably learn to use my actual gear anyway.”

Brooke and Arnelle went and changed, and several minutes later came back. Arnelle gave Mark a stiff nod and went to defend the line.

Brooke asked Mark, “So, should we continue here? I mean… wasn’t the purpose to get me some levels? We’ve done that.”

“It was also to contain the outbreak. I can likely get rid of the disease now that the curse is gone. You could use more levels, too. Plus, there is an actual task that we are contributing to here. So no, we stay.”

“You’re the boss.” Brooke gave Mark a two-finger salute. Brooke cracked her knuckles, drew her sword, and went to fight some cows. Mark found Priestess Petra nearby and asked how he could help. Apparently, giving the **** copies of Aubrey full-body massages would work to restore them to normal. Mark sighed and got to work, hoping that Aubrey never learned of this.

Over the next several hours, Brooke stopped by the healer’s tent to receive some healing from Mark. He found that she was rather eager for the healing. Each time she left, Mark would smack her ass to give her a buff. After two hours, Brooke had an idea that she tested out on a whim, and it changed things dramatically. Brooke had thought, Hmmm… a disease is something wrong with a person. Can I ‘fix’ them? Brooke thought of fixing the Mad Cow-Girls as she hit them and found that it actually worked. If she took them out or they were already down while meaning to fix them, they would immediately be cured when she struck them. Mark started joining her on the battlefield after that, as he could take down a bunch with his breath weapon, weaken some more, and then Brooke could finish them off, and cleanse the disease. Brooke also smacked Mark on the ass once to see if it would heal him, and it did.

“Well, that’s broken,” Mark said. “That makes you a second healer for our team.”

“Ah, yes, BEHOLD the sword of healing!” Brooke exclaimed while thrusting her sword high into the air.

“Sorry, but that’s not my dick.”

Brooke let out a laugh. “How long are we going to be at this? It’s well into the afternoon. The other groups must be about done with their stuff by now. The herd is hardly a herd anymore.”

“I think you’re right. At this point, being here isn’t really an effective use of our time.”

The two of them flew back to the capital. Mark tried reaching out to Laura, but couldn’t reach her. When they landed in the palace courtyard, they were greeted by Freya, who informed them that the others were not back yet.

Brooke asked Mark, “So, what now? It’s sort of late in the day to try for another task.”

“I think we just relax. Wouldn’t hurt for the two of us to spend some time together either.”

“Sure. Want to grab some food?”

Mark nodded, and they went back to Mark’s room. An ASTRID brought them dinner, steak, roasted potatoes, and garlic-buttered green beans.

Brooke said, “Is the food always this good?”

“Yeah, it has been. I actually thought when I went back to the real world for my wedding that I might have become a food snob, because of how good the food here was.”

“I was more concerned about becoming fat. If the food is this good all the time, I might just keep eating.”

“Well, good news, you can’t get fat anymore.”

“You’re right! Think we can order dessert then?”

“Sure, the tablet lets you order most anything, at least my tablet does.”

“Perks of being the Master?” Mark nodded as his mouth was full. Brooke tapped a few times and ordered dessert. “So, Mark, you going to order me to blow you or not?” Mark started having a coughing fit from the bluntness of the question. Brooke laughed at Mark’s reaction, “You okay?”

Mark swallowed his food and got the cough under control. “Yeah. Also, Brooke, I’m not going to take advantage of you like that. Pretty sure Sam would kill me.”

“And if I told you I wouldn’t mind?”

“That depends on what it is you wouldn’t mind. You blowing me, or me ordering you to.”

“I mean, either really. Though if you don’t order me to, I would expect reciprocation.”

“Just so I understand here, you feel differently about it, depending on whether you were ordered to do it?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Just trying to understand how your TF works. If I wanted you to eat out one of the others, would you?”

“No, Mark, I’m straight.”

“If I ordered you to?”

“Oh, in that case, I would happily do it.”

“And the fact you’re straight isn’t an issue? Wouldn’t it bother you?”

“No, not really. Look, when I got the TF, I could tell who had authority over me. I figured normally I would be bothered by so many people being able to tell me what to do, but I’m not. The thing is, I know that is sort of the case still. If any of you thought you could tell me what to do about something else, I would be upset. Well… maybe not Sam… or you. But everyone else can get bent.”

“Sam, I get, but why am I an exception?”

ASTRID came in with dessert before Brooke could respond. An apple pie and a can of whipped cream. Brooke said, “OH, this looks delicious.” Astrid left a serving spatula, but Brooke didn’t bother with it and just slid the entire pie in front of her.

“Not going to share?”

Brooke looked up at Mark slowly with the can of whipped cream hovering over the pie. She took her free hand and slid the tablet over to Mark. Then she topped the entire pie with whipped cream, causing Mark to let out a huge laugh. When she was done topping the pie, she shot more whipped cream straight into her mouth. “Look, Mark, I’m apparently eternally fit and healthy now. I’m going to eat as much as I want. This pie is mine; get your own.”

“Maybe I should just take some while I give you something else to put in your mouth.”

“You’ll have to order me if you want me to give up the pie.” Brooke pulled the pie closer to her and guarded it with an arm.

Mark tilted his head from side to side. “You know, it seems like you’re almost taunting me to do it. I wonder… are you a brat?”

“As if.” Brooke continued to shovel the pie directly into her mouth from the tin.

“You know what, you said you were cool with it. Blow me. Get on your knees right now under the table and blow me.”

Brooke bit her lips, licked the whipped cream from them, and slid her chair back. She was just about to go under the table when she swiped the whipped cream canister and went under. Mark pulled the pie across the table. “Brooke, just so you know, if you want any more of this pie, you should be quick about it. Otherwise, I might eat it all.” Mark felt her fumbling with his pants button, and then she pulled them down. Mark was making good on his threat to eat the pie. “MMMM this is SO GOOD!” Mark knew why Brooke had taken the whipped cream, but was still surprised when she covered his dick in it and started to lick it off.

Mark tried to keep eating and pretend she wasn’t doing an amazing job, but he struggled. Brooke took his entire penis into her mouth, and the only reason she ever took it out was to apply some more whipped cream to it. Mark tensed his legs as he constantly felt close but wasn’t quite there. He slid his chair back, and Brooke followed him. He found Brooke with one hand in her pants. Mark reached down and grabbed both her wrists and held them above her firmly. She attempted to pull free, and Mark found her surprisingly strong, but not strong enough to break free of his enhanced strength, from both Laura’s and Sam’s TFs, plus the upgrade Hilde had given Mary. Despite her trying to break free, she didn’t stop sucking him. It was another five minutes before he came in her mouth. As she pulled off him and swallowed, she let out a moan of ecstasy. “OH FUCK YES!”

+3 VP Blowjob
+1 VP Swallow Master's Cum

Then she began to writhe as she had orgasm after orgasm. Mark was concerned she might hit her head on something, so he scooped her up and took her to the bed. She continued to flail her limbs as he carried her. Mark watched as she orgasmed on the bed repeatedly. “MARK, OH FUCK! PLEASE TOUCH ME!” Mark straddled her waist and pinned her wrists with one hand to keep her from hitting him by accident. Mark slipped his other arm around the back of Brooke and pulled her close against him. Several minutes later, Brooke finally collapsed, exhausted as her orgasms finally stopped.

+1 VP Orgasm Displayed For Master

Mark asked, “You okay?”

“Uuuuhhh…” Brooke’s head lulled from side to side.

“Brooke?”

Brooke muttered inarticulate gibberish, causing Mark to worry a bit. He adjusted both of their positions to a semi-seated position with Brooke’s head resting against Mark’s chest. It took several minutes before Brooke regained her senses.

When she lifted her head off his chest, Mark asked, “Brooke, are you okay?”

Brooke didn’t immediately respond and instead put her head back on his chest. “That was crazy. It was far more intense than I expected it to be.”

“Sam did say something to that effect was likely.”

“I’m more concerned that Talia might be right about it.”

“Does it bother you?”

“That I might get addicted to that, yes. That you ordered me to blow you no. I already told you I would blow you if you wanted. I’m not like Laura, but I’ll have casual sex. I just can’t believe I got that turned on from doing that.”

“It did say that you would find it extremely pleasurable. I’m half tempted to tell you to do it again, just to watch you squirm.”

Brooke rubbed her thighs together just at the thought of that.

“You seem almost excited at that prospect.”

“I am, but I also think I’m going to need help to leave your bedroom. My legs are jelly.”

“Well, you can stay here until Talia gets back if you want.”

“I’ll do that. I also see why Sam has included you in her hoard of pillows.” Just as Brooke got comfortable up against Mark, there was a knock at the door.