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“Yes, sorry, I zoned out for a second. Are you going to be late tonight? I’ll wait up for you.”
“I won’t be too late. I’ll call when I’m on my way.”
I decide to break the silence on the moving issue, wanting to hear his reaction.
“When you get here, we need to talk about a few things. Primarily, my move.”
He blows out a deep breath, and my skin tingles, as if I can actually feel the warmth through the phone.
“Are you saying what I think you are?”
“Yes.” I give him my definitive answer.
“Jesus Christ. Thank you, God. Bizzy, you have no idea how happy that makes me. I needed to hear that, more than you’ll ever know.”
All my insecurities fly out of my mind. “Love you, Shaw.”
“I’ll see you soon.”
He hangs up and I giggle to myself, feeling like excited butterflies are dancing around my entire body. I feel like a fool for being so sensitive. He loves me, and I need to stop thinking the worst. It’s time I live in the moment and trust Shaw completely.
“Come here.” Shaw puts pressure on my scalp, trying to pull me to him, but I suck deep, using my tongue to circle his entire length.
“Ahhhhh…” He grips harder.
I scrape my nails along his inner thighs and massage his balls as I move up and down. His breathing becomes louder, and I glide up, paying attention to his tip, teasing him with little nips then licking his crown. He squirms beneath me, bucking up and growing harder. Saltiness coats the inside of my mouth, and I hum in appreciation, loving that I can make him react this way.
“You have to stop. I’m going to come.”
I swirl my tongue a few more times, lowering until he hits the back of my throat. At the same time, I squeeze his balls. He screams my name while jackknifing up, and starts to convulse.
The vein in his dick ticks against my bottom lip as he holds me in place and I rub my own thighs together to stop the ache.
His whole body goes limp, and he falls back to the bed, releasing my head. I slowly slide away, kissing the tip once more then run my lips up his stomach, chest, and neck until I can nuzzle into him.
“I don’t want to let you go.” Shaw kisses my head, cradling me into his body.
“Because I give good blow jobs?” I giggle.
“That was beyond good, you always are. I was referring to the fact you have to work in two hours.”
“I know the feeling.” I sigh, wishing time would stand still, and we could stay this way for the rest of the night.
“I’d like to talk to you about something, but I don’t want you to think I’m a prick.”
“What is it?” I prop on his chest, so I can see his face. Worry lines frame his eyes, and my senses go on alert.
His hand moves to my head, and he runs his fingers through my hair, brushing it down my back. I watch his eyes move over my face and see the hesitancy. “Shaw?”
“How does the scheduling work at the hospital? Are you contracted to nights? Is there a way to adjust your hours?”
“It’s not a contract, per say. Claire and I volunteered for nights to help the nurses that have children at home.”
“Is there a way to do both? Maybe alternate weeks?”
“Sure, I could talk to Evie about it. She’s very accommodating. Like I said, I choose to work nights. Why do you ask?”
“Because I’m a greedy bastard, and I hate losing you three to four nights a week. My hours are about to get crazy, at least through the World Series and the Super Bowl. I’m going to be traveling more, and I want the time I’m home to be with you as much as possible.”
