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money was good. It made me the center of attention. I was kind of famous there for a while.” She tilted her head, urging him on. “I partied. I was everyone’s darling. I had my choice of lovers. Then one day I woke up naked on a beach and didn’t know where the hell I was. I didn’t even know what country I was in. I looked around, saw paw prints in the sand near me. I’d become so… human that my cat finally rebelled. So I figured out where the hell I was -- it was Mexico, by the way -- finished out my contracts and quit. Went to school and took enough law enforcement classes to work as a PI. I do run of the mill investigations out of my office in Seattle and paranormal cases for Worth.”
    She focused on the words she wanted to say. “Better now?”
    “Much. The tiger’s happy. I’m happy too.” He looked at her as he said those words. “Now your turn. What scared you?”
    She felt tears start in her eyes. Coco slapped her forehead. “Stupid.” She tugged her ratted hair. “Ugly.”
    Antonio grabbed her hands, holding her wrists. “No, Coco. You’re beautiful and smart. We’ll get this figured out and fixed.”
    “If not?” she asked.
    He sighed. “Then we live with it. We build on the beach, and you can work from home. You know, like they show in the beer commercial.” She smiled through tears. “ We , Coco. You aren’t alone anymore, so no more running away. All right?”
    She nodded.
    “Now up. Get dressed. We’ve got to head down to Final Cut.” He stood and hauled her to her feet. He then turned away, opening the large closet. Coco sat on the edge of the bed and craned her neck, trying to watch his tight butt as he shifted clothing around, bending down to retrieve shoes. She moved, twisted, and finally ended up on her back, her head hanging down from the edge of the bed.
    “Ya know I can see you in the mirror.”
    He paused in mid-motion, one foot down in a pair of light tan trousers. He twisted and looked back at her.
    “What on Earth are you doing?” He looked adorable like that, upside down and confused.
    “See, I’m looking up into the mirror… and it’s… catching the dressing door mirror… Good view.” She grinned at the perplexed expression on his face. “No… don’t move… ahhh…” she trailed off in disappointment. But in just a second, she was looking up at the man himself, who was looking down at her as she dangled off the bed.
    And his groin was just inches from her face. She smiled, reached over her head and tugged open his unbelted trousers. He was hard and erect, and she literally felt the heat of his cock as it hovered just inches from her mouth. She opened her mouth and licked, missing him by just a fraction of an inch. “Closer.”
    “You think you can give me a blow job while you’re hanging upside down off the bed?” He was stifling a smile, but lust was rising in his expression. She waggled a brow and stuck out her tongue.
    “…you cooperate… bet I can…” She gave another swipe at his cock, this time catching the very tip with her tongue. She caught the faint essence of pre-come on him. She looked up at him, licking her lips.
    He growled, clasped her head and guided his cock to her lips. She didn’t open, so he rubbed his cockhead over her mouth, painting her with clear, salty juice. Unable to resist, Coco licked her lips and choked back a laugh when he thrust in.
    “Cock tease!”
    She laughed around his penis, drawing a gasp from him. Unable to move much, she reached up, searching out his balls, stroking them as he began to pump gently into her mouth. She was in a completely submissive position to Antonio, and could only take what he chose to give. Coco loved the way he stifled his excitement, keeping a firm grip on himself. She tilted just a bit, and though she couldn’t see his face, heard him groan as his cock slid even further in, aided by her position on the bed. Thankfully, she didn’t have much of a gag reflex, or things could get