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Leaning in to press her lips the inside of his thigh, just up from his knee, she insinuated herself between his legs, kissing a trail upward and inward. The brush of his hair against her lips, the rich, male scent of his skin, the flexing tension of his muscles sent a charge through her blood. Her core ached, and she grew wet. A hungry moan left her mouth unbidden.
In the flex of his body, she felt him lift his head. “What’re you doing?”
“Don’t you know?” she whispered and skimmed her hands up his thighs to his waistband. His erection was already growing, so he knew exactly what she was doing.
He covered her hand with his. “You don’t have to do this.”
She shook his hand off. “I know I don’t have to. I want to. Don’t you want me to?”
He looked down at her for a moment, then lifted his hips to help her strip away his underwear.
His erection now complete, it bounced free of its confines. Kelsey wrapped a hand around his shaft and kissed his tip. He groaned and spread his legs, giving her more room.
It wasn’t the first time she’d given him head, she’d had him in her mouth twice before, but it was the first time it wasn’t foreplay and mutual. This time, she was in charge, giving him pleasure, easing his burden, expecting nothing for herself. It was an act of love and care much more than sex.
Understanding that, seeing that this was in some way therapeutic, Kelsey took her time. She explored him more fully than she’d yet had the chance, learned the feel of him, the taste, the things he responded best and most strongly to.
“God, Kelse,” he groaned. “God.”
When he shifted again, slouching into the sofa, laying himself out beneath her, she stopped exploring and began to focus on bringing him to climax. She wrapped one hand around his shaft, set the other hand on his solid, contoured belly, and sucked him as deeply into her mouth as she could manage.
“Fuck,” she heard him whisper. Then she felt his hands on her head, his fingers twisting through her hair.
Using her hand and her mouth, she brought him higher and higher, until his body flexed and strained under her and the muscles of his belly fluttered and twitched beneath her palm.
“Kelse—babe—I’m com—hey—”
She knew he was coming, and she’d figured he didn’t want to come in her mouth; both previous times she’d done this, he’d taken over and transitioned them to intercourse before she’d even gotten him this far. But she wanted to complete him. She wanted him to come in her mouth.
It wasn’t something she’d ever wanted a man to do before. Nothing about it had ever appealed before.
It had happened, however. Right at the end, at the point that things with Greg had reached a crisis and an obvious danger, he’d made her do it.
That wasn’t something anyone knew, or ever would know.
She wanted to give this thing to Seth. She wanted it to be her choice. So she shoved Greg out of her head, redoubled her focus, and brought this man, this good man she loved, to a climax that had such force he shouted. His body arched and went utterly rigid.
He filled her mouth, and she swallowed it down.
As soon as his body relaxed, while he was still dazed and breathless, Seth leaned forward, took her by the arms, and pulled her onto the sofa. He laid them out together, her back to his chest, drew the knitted throw over them, and closed her tightly in his arms.
“My whole heart is full of you,” he slurred sleepily, and then was quiet. Kelsey listened to his breath slow and settle into restfulness.
She drifted off a few minutes later. By then, they were surrounded again by their dogs.
