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My eyes fall to her, the question poised on the tip of my tongue. Until it’s her tongue on my tip, and I’m completely lost for words as she envelopes the head of my cock with her warms wet mouth. She sinks down the length of my shaft until I bump up against the back of her throat, and I have to use all of my willpower not to grab her beautiful face and thrust back inside.
Brushing her hair back out of her face, I watch her head bob up and down, swallowing more of me each time. She wraps her hand around the base and pumps my shaft in time with her sucking, and I’m gone.
“Baby, I’m gonna come,” I warn her, expecting her to lift off me and stroke me to finish. But no.
Keaton reaches up, cradling my balls in her hand as she intensifies her speed and before I know it, I’m spilling inside of her mouth, shocked as hell when she swallows every drop.
I’m breathing hard, watching her as she finishes and sits back on her feet.
This woman was made for me. To stand by my side, matching me hit for hit in every way. My equal, but so much fucking more.
“Where in the fuck have you been all my life?” I ask, trying my hardest to catch my breath.
“Probably just the other side of town, honestly,” she says, and I smile, shaking my head at her. There is no way I’m ever going to be able to let her go.
She does something I don’t expect then, even more so than the blowjob. She giggles. Not a small chuckle, but a full on, girly giggle. Like she thinks she’s just the funniest thing ever.
It hits me right in the chest, because this is Keaton. This is the girl she had to bury in order to survive, and that infuriates me. She shouldn’t have to be anyone other than this person, right here in this moment, and I know that I will do anything and everything to ensure that it happens.
She notices my staring and bites her lip, looking at me coyly.
“What?” she asks, a playful smile on her pink, swollen lips.
“Do that again,” I say, nearly a whisper.
“Uh,” she looks pointedly at my now semi-erect cock and then cuts her eyes back up to mine.
“No, not that. Well, not right now anyway,” I say, arching an eyebrow and watching her cheeks flush with color.
“Then what?” She reaches for my outstretched hands, and I pull her up to her feet.
I bend down and grab her panties off the floor, handing them back to her before pulling my own clothes back into place and tucking myself away.
Once we’re both dressed again, I pull her into me, holding her close and smiling down at her.
“Laugh.”
“What?” she asks, confused.
“That’s what I want you to do again. Laugh,” I say softly, leaning in a pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
“Well, I guess you’d better get really good at telling jokes then,” she says, and I reach down, swatting her ass.
Her sharp intake of breath and the way she leans into me have things below my belt stirring back to life.
“We better get out of here before I have you bent over that counter,” I say. The look on her face says she might not object to doing just that.
“Food,” I say, pulling her with me. “Then, we talk.”
Chapter 41
After we eat, Bodhi brings me outside to sit with him on his giant sun lounger by the pool. The sun is setting and everything around us is washed in tones of red and gold, the breeze ghosting gently over my arms. I can’t fight the shiver that skates up my back, but Bodhi is quick to pull me in closer. I nuzzle into his side, more content than I’ve been in years.
As we sit there in companionable silence, I’m aware of just how comfortable I am. Relaxed in a way that I haven’t dreamed of since Eli went away. Bodhi makes me feel at peace, in a way. He also infuriates me to no end at times, but lately his presence has afforded me a sort of stable comfort, and I worry that it won’t last.
A voice inside of me, one that sits just outside of my consciousness, weighs heavily on me, saying that if I don’t learn to let him in, then I might as well walk away now because it’ll never last. I know that voice is right. I have to open up and tell Bodhi what’s going on, or he’s eventually going to tire of my cold, closed off nature, and end things before they go any further.
Still, that part of me that I’ve built up to deal with all if this on my own, the badass bitch that doesn’t need a man’s help to take care of her business… she doesn’t want to give in as easily. What I’m going through is no one’s business but my own.
