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With a quick glance over Justin’s shoulder to check the sounds coming from the bathroom, I shove Justin over to the side, so he lands on his back beside me. He huffs and chuckles, his arms reaching clear to avoid smacking himself or me in the face. I’m on him before he stops bouncing, pinning him to the bed and licking into his mouth.
“I love it when you get all fierce and over protective.”
“I’m always fierce and protective,” he says. It comes out all jumbled around our lips, and I laugh against his mouth.
“Which is one of the many reasons why I love you.”
The smile he graces me with is soft and glowing around the edges.
“Idolove you,” I tell him, once again pushing his hair off his forehead and out of his eyes.
He needs a haircut. My once prim and proper metrosexual is becoming a bit of a hipster. His hair is longer than I’ve ever seen it and his scruff is officially a beard. Don’t get me wrong; he’s still gorgeous. It’s a well-trimmed beard with waxed eyebrows and lips that are always sporting a coat of chapstick and gloss. But he’s certainly rougher around the edges than he’s ever allowed himself to slip. “I know I don’t tell you enough. Not like I tell her, but I do love you.”
Justin takes my face in his hand and rubs his thumbs across my cheeks.
“I know, baby.”
“You’re my person,” I say while trailing my fingers down the slope of his nose.
He closes his eyes and exhales slowly, his lips blowing outward and filling with air. I don’t say it enough, and I should. But they make me feel so much that sometimes it’s hard to put into words.
“Dammit, Remington. You’re going to make me cry.”
No. There’s no crying tonight.
“Well, we can’t have that, can we?”
Julia didn’t shed a tear when she told us about being fired. Her voice wavered, her chest heaved, and her face was puffy and red, proof that she’d already done plenty of crying. But when we got her and held her in our arms, her eyes remained stubbornly dry.
I abandon his face and make my way down his chest instead. I kiss across his shoulders and down his pecks. I drag my tongue across each of his nipples and blow a stream of air until the puckers under my attention.
He bursts into laughter when I blow a raspberry into his belly button and sighs in lazy pleasure when I dip my hands intomybasketball shorts around his hips and pull them down his legs.
Justin touches my face again, and I lean into his hand and the warmth it always gives me.
“What did I do to get so lucky?” he whispers.
I kiss his hand, then lower onto my belly between his legs and take his cock into my mouth. It’s almost like…I don’t know. Can sucking dick be comforting? Can my happy place be between Justin’s thighs? Because if so, then this is my happy place.
“Fuck if I know,’ I joke, pulling off and stroking him firmly. “Lord knows you’re a pain in my ass. I have no idea why I like you so much.”
I take him to the back of my throat, a skill that's taken a considerable amount of practice and choke on his cock when he says "You love me because I'm pretty."
Jesus, he's trying to kill me. Butterflies dance inside my stomach in happiness. My forehead drops onto Justin’s thigh, snorting into his skin while he chortles from up above, scratching his fingers over my hair. Every time he attempts to smart off again I meet his eye and we break back into laughter.
"Having fun without me I see."
Grinning, I drag my head from Justin’s lap, wiping away the tears that have leaked down my face from my amusement. That, and the burning of my throat. Coughing with a cock against your tonsils hurts.
Julia leans against the doorframe buoyant with laughter. Giggling with happiness for no reason other than to join in with me and Justin.
"I really fucking love you, Jules."
Her face goes soft and she brings her hand to her chest. She blows me a kiss, then slowly pulls the tie on her baby blue cotton robe.
Her eyes trail from me to Justin, who shrugs and ignores my hand still lightly grazing his cock.
"He's feeling sappy tonight. Bask in it."
