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She falls back to the mattress and closes her eyes, and I get back to work. I eat at her like a starving man. I get lost in her taste and her smell. I take my time devouring her, cherishing the moment that this amazing woman has trusted me enough for her to be so open and give her pleasure.
“Oh, God,” she moans, and her hands find their way into my hair. She tugs as her legs tighten around my head. “There. Right… there.”
I don’t stop. I keep lapping at her, nipping and sucking on her clit until she cries out for me. My name on her lips as her orgasm washes over her is… everything. This moment with her is one I will never in my life ever forget.
I lap up everything her gorgeous body is giving me. When her legs relax and she pulls her hands from my hair, I kiss my way up her body, settling next to her and pulling her into my arms. She snuggles into my chest, and I place a kiss on her temple.
“That’s… never happened for me before. Not that way,” she confesses.
“Good.” I feel my chest expand, knowing I’m the only man who’s given her an oral orgasm.
“Good?” she asks, not lifting her head.
“I like knowing I have something of yours.”
“Just yours,” she says over a yawn. She’s asleep in a matter of minutes. Her breathing is deep and even, and my final thought before I drift off to sleep is that she’s mine.
Just mine.
CHAPTER
SEVENTEEN
Blakely
“I need to get moving,” I tell Oliver but make no move to do so. It’s Saturday morning and we’re in my bed. We’re naked and warm under the covers. His arms are wrapped tightly around me, and I really don’t want to move.
“Do we have to?” he groans.
“We do. I have to go to the manor and check on things before coming back to get ready for the gala. You’re still coming, right? You’re not going to back out on me?” I know he hates these things. I was shocked earlier this week when he asked me if he confessed he bought two extra tickets. He gave two to his parents, and the other two were for us. I don’t need a ticket, but the thought hit me with all the feels. He said he wanted to support me. I smile when I think about the kiss and the subsequent naked time that came after his confession.
“What are you smiling about? And, yes, I’m still going. I told you I want to be there to support you. You’ve been putting your all into this gala.”
“I’m smiling because of you,” I tell him honestly. “And if you changed your mind, I wouldn’t be upset with you.” Disappointed? Absolutely, but I wouldn’t be mad at him.
“I can be an asshole, but I wouldn’t do that to you, Blake.”
“I just wanted you to know I won’t be mad if you’ve changed your mind.”
He nuzzles his face into my neck. “You got another man you want to be on your arm tonight, baby?”
“No. Never. Just you,” I assure him. I can hear the unease in his voice, and I know the insecurities from what his ex and ex-best friend did to him are going to take some time to heal, but he’s come a long way already.
“Good.”
“Come on. I’ll take you to breakfast before I head to the manor to check on things.”
“You need me to go with you?”
“You can if you want. I’m just going to make sure maintenance set everything up as it should be.”
“Will Mason be there?” he asks.
“I’m not sure, but he is in the maintenance department.”
“I’ll come with you.”
“Are you jealous, grumpy?” I ask, rolling over to face him.