The fact I couldn’t see anything was why I jerked when his finger touched my lips, tracing over the top one. “Look at me.”
The tone of his voice, like he needed me to do this, made me do just that. He didn’t look like a guy getting a blowjob, he was looking at me tenderly because he understood what it was taking for me to do this for him, and it meant everything to him.
“If it gets too much, stop, Bex. We’ve got all the time in the world to work on this, and I’m looking forward to every second.”
I’d just pulled up to the tip again when he said it, and I was so moved by what he’d said that my mouth opened, and I lost his penis from it. “I want all of those seconds with you.”
Smiling gently, he traced his finger over my bottom lip this time. “Ditto, baby, so we’re going to take them and make them beautiful.”
Ah, to hell with it.
Swooping down, I sucked hard as I slid my mouth farther down him, determined I was going to meet my hand and blow his mind. Unfortunately, my gag reflex had other ideas as it kicked in just then.
The noise that came out of him was a mixture between a laugh and an agonized groan. “Is it wrong to let you know how good that felt?”
Maybe to him it did.
Remembering the advice I’d read online about how to stop yourself gagging, I turned my thumb in towards my palm and wrapped my fingers around it, squeezing the ever-loving shit out of it.
This had to work.
Moving the hand that was holding him all the way to the base, I pressed down harder…
And fucking gagged again.
I was determined, but each time I got to where the dangly bit in my throat was, the gag hit me, and tears were starting to roll down my face from the force of it. A new sense of determination hit me as I sucked and flicked the head, but then he reared up, knocking me away from his cock, and moved until I was lying on my back with him between my legs this time.
“What are you doing? I was in the z— Oh, my God!” It was my turn to groan it as he pulled my panties to the side and latched onto my clit without even needing to search for it.
I faintly registered the noise of tearing material but didn’t think anything of it as he plunged his tongue inside me. Someone could knock the walls down, and I wouldn’t care at that moment.
Swapping his finger for his tongue, he gently pushed it inside me as he moved back up to my clit, flicking and sucking it until I was on the edge. I was also taking notes on how he moved his mouth and hand. We might have different parts, but if it felt this good on me, maybe it’d feel right on him, too?
As I came, I reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling his face into me as I cried out. I wasn’t intending to smother him, I just didn’t want him to pull away. Plus, his hair was so soft that I couldn’t help it.
With two fingers still inside me, he gently rubbed against a spot that had me clamping my legs together without volition, trapping his hand in place as he kissed and licked his way up to my breasts, stopping when my t-shirt was above them.
“Every day with you is even better than anything I’d ever imagined they’d be, and I imagined a lot. Never in my life did I think I’d get all of my hopes and dreams, but here you are lying under me.”
Those words.
With the little cognitive functions I had given how hard I’d just come and the fact his fingers were pushing me back up the cliff, I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. Eyes locked, he removed his hand from me and used it to move his cock into place, then slid slowly inside me.
“Your hopes and dreams were the same as mine,” I whispered, making him jerk slightly. “The problem was, I felt empty because that’s all they were. We can dream and hope for things we’ll never have, but few people get to live them out in real life. I get to do that every day, and I’m so full of happiness that it’s hard to breathe sometimes.”
At that moment, I was also full of him, and I didn’t ever want him to stop what he was doing.
As he pulled his hips back, dragging his length over areas and nerves that made me moan, he nodded his head. “This is us,” he told me as he pushed agonizingly slowly back inside. “All of you from your head to your toes, inside and out,”—he ground down into me—“is mine.”
Reaching down, I grabbed his ass with my hands, pushing him impossibly deeper inside. “The same goes for you.”
His lips tipped up on one side in a smile. “Don’t you know, baby, I’ve always been yours.”
Then, kissing me, he went about blowing my mind. Sex with Logan was always great, but what’d happened and come to light tonight made it even better, like we had a deeper connection.
And, when I fell asleep afterward, one leg over his hips and tucked under his arm, I did it knowing that I’d lost one of the most important people in my life to get back one I’d lost seven years ago. It wasn’t fair, it wouldn’t ever be fair, but I’d found my place in the world.
I’d also found my future, and that’s what every day was working toward now.
Our future’s together.
And, just in case you were wondering—I didn’t give us food poisoning,
