His fingers threaded through my hair as my lips moved over his tight stomach. “Jude,” he called out, pulling lightly on my hair.
Looking down at me as I sank to my knees, our eyes locked. Sincerity like I’d never felt bubbled in my veins and I knew I had to tell him what I felt. Something in the back of my mind told me that if I didn’t do it now, I’d never get the chance. “Everything about us is right. And one day we’ll be able to not worry about what anyone else thinks. But for now, know that I love you.”
His eyes widened at my words, but I didn’t give him much time to say anything in return. Lowering his shorts, I took his dick into my hands. Determined to show him how much I loved him, I pressed a wet kiss to his hip and then the other. His skin danced under my lips, shivering in a river of goose bumps. The first taste of him was like drinking in everything I never knew I needed. He was a touch sweet, a little musky, and entirely Micah. Pulling him into my mouth, I knew without a doubt that there was nothing I wouldn’t do to put that look on his face every chance I got.
“Fucking shit, Jude. Oh my God.” Shamelessly, he pushed his cock into my mouth, stopping only when he felt the resistance of the back of my throat. “I’m not gonna last. Oh fuck, Jude.” My name was a sin on his lips like his cock was on mine. As I drank down every drop of his orgasm, I knew I’d accomplished my mission. His knees shook with my love, and his eyes shone, staring back at mine. “That was insane.” He pulled me up from the floor and wrapped me in his strong arms.
“Insane good, right?” I couldn’t imagine it wasn’t, but I was by no means a blow job expert, so I wanted to make sure he really enjoyed it.
“I don’t even have the energy for a sarcastic comeback, so yeah, I’d say good,” he joked, resting his head on my shoulder. The minutes stretched on, but we were more than happy to stand there, holding each other, the forgotten baseball game playing in the background. “You know,” his words cut the comfortable silence, “I do, too.”
Confused, or it could’ve been that I was high on him, I pulled back from him, studying his face. Answering my unspoken question, he clarified, “I love you, too.”
A wide smile split my face. It was the happiest moment of my life, rendering me speechless. Distracted momentarily by headlights flashing as they drove past my house, I almost pulled myself out of the moment. But instead of worrying, I kissed Micah, sealing our words into actions that no one could take away.
