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I wished I’d known him from childhood onward, but he was also a great dad. The guys more than measured up to him and beyond.
Granted, we were lucky to be together from the beginning with all of the kids, but Hank definitely set the bar high. Over the past fifteen years, so had Eddie.
I sighed.
“Thank you,” he said, then nudged me over to the shower bench and helped me sit down. “If you don’t mind giving me a moment, Angel.”
“Hmm. Gonna give me a show?” I teased and his eyes lit up.
“Do you want one?” The dare was right there, omnipresent in his words and I grinned wider.
“I will never say no to you.” I could drink in the sight of him all day long. While he wasn’t as cut as he’d been in high school, there was no mistaking the comfortable muscle mass he maintained. His abdomen wasn’t as ripped, but only in as much as his six pack was a slightly softer four pack.
He tilted his head back to let the water wash over him. The once golden tan had definitely faded. It showed more on his arms and face. Less on his chest and legs. Not that I cared. He was Ian, and he would always be my golden guy—and the first one to really kiss me.
I sighed.
As I let my gaze drift over him, I hummed.
“Feeling better, Angel?” The liquid heat inside of me unfurled, blanketing the aches and the tired in a coat of pure need.
“Feeling like I want to suck your cock,” I told him before flicking a glance up at him. I could almost taste him on the back of my tongue and the idea of feeling him glide over my lips had my pussy clenching tight.
He rinsed off the soap, and handled his own rapidly stiffening dick with care before he moved forward. The angle wasn’t perfect, but it would work. The shower bench was low. Probably meant more for bracing a foot to shave your leg than to sit on.
But it worked for me.
“Not going to tell you no…but no hurting yourself either.” He locked his gaze on mine. “That’s an order.”
The order looped around me and sank into my bones. “I promise. May I suck your cock please, sir?”
If his desire hadn’t been evident before, it seemed to blaze out of him now. He gripped his cock and teased the head against my lips.
“You may, Angel. You can control all of it…”
Oh, that was a gift. I parted my lips the moment I had permission and he eased inside. I didn’t get to suck them off that often once past the second trimester. We were right there on the cusp and they were so careful with me.
The heavy weight on my tongue was heavenly. I teased my lips along his length. I slid my hands over his thighs and then up. It let me brace myself against him and I could almost feel his legs locking so I could lean if I wanted.
I worked my way slowly to the base then back again. Everything about playing with him was about craving the feel of him in my mouth. I loved the way the vein pulsed along the underside of his cock. More, I savored how he would blow out a harsh breath, then suck in another.
The tease of salt in his precum wasn’t all that bitter. Someone had been having some sweets today. A laugh vibrated in my throat. If he indulged in too much soda, his cum always tasted just a bit sweeter.
We’d indulged in some experiments over the years—for science of course. I was so damn lucky these guys would let me discover what I wanted and didn’t. I wasn’t a huge fan of the soy, but the teriyaki? Oh yeah.
“You’re killing me, Angel.” The husky growl of his voice rushed over me and I opened my eyes to look up. He stared at me with so much love, my heart fisted. These men loved me. Me.
All of that love filled in a hunger I’d never realized I had and I would always crave. They didn’t love me like boys in high school or with the desperation brought on by nearly losing each other or even the ferocity of discovering how much we wanted to be together—all of us.
No, they had loved me like that. But now they loved me with a kind of all-encompassing heat that promised safety, security, and sex. I bobbed my head faster, swallowing him toward my throat.
As much as I could indulge myself with edging him, I wanted to taste his cum. I wanted to give him the release he gave me so much. The love. The caring.
“Fuck…” He groaned and braced his hands on the wall above me. “Your mouth is heaven, Angel.”
I wanted to smile, but it would alleviate the pressure. I was determined to ramp up his pleasure. With care, I kept one hand on his hip for balance and the other I used to caress his balls.
The vein along the underside of his cock seemed to pulse and I could have sworn he swelled a little harder. I added the barest of scrapes from my teeth to the suction. Then I swirled my tongue around his head at the end of each retreat before I swallowed him again.
