He pulls me into bed with him then, tucking me at his side with one arm.
“Don’t tell me you’re a snuggler,” I say dryly. Mostly because I want to burrow against him, and it worries me.
“I wouldn’t consider myself a snuggler,” he drawls. “But how can we properly appreciate what we just did if you’re all the way across the room?”
This makes me giggle.
He isn’t being romantic. He isn’t getting ideas.
He’s simply himself. Micah.
And I really do like this man.
We lie together until we’ve caught our breaths and cooled down.
“You feel okay about this?” he asks at last.
“I feel pretty good.” I lift my head to check his expression. “What about you?”
“I feel damn good.”
“So things didn’t get messy because we had sex?”
“Nothin’ messy here. Except the mess I made all over your luscious tits.”
I never considered myself a giggler before, but I do it again now. I’m not sure how I can help it.
I feel a lot better. Like so much of that brewing tension I was experiencing earlier has been answered.
Maybe I’ve needed a good fuck for a long time.
10
A week later,it’s not even dawn yet, and I’m wide awake with Micah’s cock in my mouth.
My entire body is pulsing with the pleasure of it.
He’s never asked for a blow job like Jesse used to, but we got going earlier with some slow, lingering foreplay and it turned into this.
Scooting down his body and licking a line down his hard cock was a spontaneous impulse, fed by how openly Micah was enjoying the way I was kissing down his chest. Now I’ve got as much of him as I can manage in my mouth, and I’m sucking and bobbing my head for all I’m worth.
And I love it.
So does Micah. He’s moaning uninhibitedly and working his hips with my rhythm. He’s got both hands on my head to guide my motion—deliciously entitled but notpushy. My back hurts from my awkward position, and he has enough girth that he’s filling my mouth. But it’s thrilling.
Thrilling.
That he’s giving himself over to me this way.
When I can tell he’s close—he always starts muttering, “Fuck, yes, baby,” in a soft, thick rasp—I slide my hand between my legs so I can rub my aching clit.
It feels so good I groan around his cock.
His whole body shakes, and his fingers tighten against my scalp, holding my head in place so he can fuck my mouth from below.
I rub my clit with fast, hard pressure. Suck harder and take him deeper.
And that does it.
