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I opened and tipped my head back to take him. He pushed past my lips, rubbed the head against the roof of my mouth, pushed gently against my throat and I swallowed over him.
He gasped. “Okay, Willa. Suck, angel. Take it. I’m all yours.”
I closed my lips over him quickly, pressed my tongue firmly against his length and sucked him deeply into my mouth, slid him back out until I almost lost the tip, then pulled him back inside. His legs trembled, his hands tightened in my hair, his body tensed. I pulled back, swirled my tongue around the weeping head, wrapped my lips around his shaft and pulled him deep into my throat, pressing my nose to his groin.
I shifted on my knees, my thighs slick. I slid my hands around to his ass and flexed my fingers into the muscle there. I swallowed around him once, twice.
“Willa,” his voice was strangled, “now, Willa, now.”
I moved back and forth over his shaft, from tip to base, once, twice, he gave a strangled gasp, his body bowing over me, his hips flexing involuntarily. He thrust into my mouth, and with the first hot spurt, I swallowed down his offering.
As the last of his seed spilled, a shudder wracked his body. He bent and hauled me up by my armpits and tucked his face into my neck. My toes barely brushed the floor. I was shaking with need of my own. He held me for a moment longer then turned and lay me on the bed sideways, my ass at the edge.
He dropped to his knees and spread my thighs wide. I writhed on the bed, reaching for him, unable to lie still.
“I need filling,” I demanded.
I felt his tongue, just above my knee, lick up the inside of one thigh before doing the same to the other.
I moaned. “Barrett, I need…”
“Hands in my hair, Willa,” he directed, then drove two fingers up inside me, curling them towards my sweet spot and rubbing.
My neck arched back, my body bowed, I grabbed onto his hair and pulled his mouth to my pussy. I felt him chuckle. He covered me with his mouth, flicked my clit with the tip of his tongue and I flew, pulsing around his seeking fingers. He lightly flicked my clit, prolonging my orgasm.
At the last spasm, I let the damp strands of his hair slide through my fingers and stretched my arms over my head. He chuckled and ran his lips up and down the insides of my thighs.
He leaned forward and lightly rested his chin on my mons.
“You look like a satisfied cat.”
I peeked at his smiling eyes. “Well, I have a satisfied pussy?”
He boomed out a laugh, climbed up on the bed beside me and pulled me into his arms where I slept, my back curled against his chest, until morning.
I loved his morning voice possibly as much as I loved his singing voice. I reached for my cell and opened my messages. I felt my eyebrows hit my hairline.
“He’s there. Called her at two a.m. asking if he could come over just to hold her, just to sleep beside her. She thinks things might be okay, that he might be catching on. She’s going to his family barbecue with him today. It’ll be her first time meeting his parents. She is,” I held the phone towards Barrett so he could see her last message, “cautiously optimistic.”
Barrett’s face relaxed into a semblance of a smile.
“That’s good. He doesn’t love Vanessa. I don’t think he ever really did, not in the Biblical sense,” he plucked the phone out of my hand and put it back on my nightstand then wrapped his arm around my hips, pulling me under him, “not like I love you.”
He said it. The words. I stared into his craggy face, hair wild, beard wilder, and I opened my thighs reflexively to let him in.
“You okay, curly? Not freaking out?”
I threaded my fingers through his wild mane and held his head still as I looked into his eyes. I could give him this. The words. The words to go with what he already knew was true in his heart.
“Not so smart all the time, are you, Viking?” I teased, then pressed my forehead against his, my eyes closed. “I love you, too, so very much, you poor man.”
The last word was expelled from my lungs with a grunt as he crushed me to him.
“Barrett! You’re crushing me!” I wheezed, laughing, “C’mon, surely you knew!”
“I did know,” he rumbled low and pushed himself up onto his elbows to look into my eyes. “I just didn’t know if you did.”
“Believe me,” I whispered, lost in the hazel swirl. “I know.”
