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I put a hand in his hair, just gentle, like petting a cat. “I like you down there, servicing my cock. You’re so good at it, and you’re so beautiful. Having you—oh Lord,” I say, as he gets in an extra-good suck. “Yeah, precious boy, you’ve got that down. Oh, damn. So good. Oh, baby, yes.”

I can tell he’s pleased by the relaxed but determined set of his shoulders. He uses his hands to massage my balls and press into my taint, and then he starts jacking me. He’s choking on my cock—but, again, determined.

“Look at you. You’re amazing,” I say, all warm inside.

This man. How was I lucky enough to find him? He’s so in tune with what I like, and whether that’s intuitive, or he’s paying attention, or he really studied my videos, I don’t much care. All I know is that he’s sucking me in a way that feels fresh and new and so damn pleasurable.

“You keep that up, I’ll come,” I say. “You wanna make me come right now? Or do you want to just keep my cock in your mouth?”

“You don’t wanna come?” Kurt asks. His lips are swollen, and his hair is messy, and I love it.

“I do, but I also like having your mouth on me.”

He tilts his head. “I notice that you don’t come as often as I do. Do you think that’s because of the …” He gestures at my head. “Depression?”

“Could be.”

“Do you think you’d feel better if you did come?”

I bite my lip. “Right now, what I want most of all is to be close to you. I don’t feel the need to finish.” My erection’s flagging as we talk. “I guess maybe I am having issues with it? Maybe the meds are messing with me. All I know is I crave having your body next to mine. And your mouth on me is a big bonus.”

“And I like having something to do that keeps me from thinking about all the shit going on in my life.”

“Then warm my cock, baby. Let’s take a little nap, and you can suckle on me while you sleep.” It’s early evening, but we’ve been going a long time, and we were both up before the sun this morning.

His eyes widen, and I wonder if I’ve gone too kinky for him. But then I realize he’s excited.

I prop some pillows behind my back and sit up, and Kurt curls up by my side and takes me into his mouth. I’m still about half-hard, and his tongue and lips feel amazing.

“You make me feel like I don’t have to perform,” I whisper.

His eyes widen and he pulls off enough to say, “You never have to perform with me.”

“Thanks,” I whisper. He suckles on me, and I groan, running my fingers through his hair. “Precious boy, you keep this up, and I may never be able to let you go.”

He sighs happily, and we fall silent.

Eventually, he stops sucking, and I realize he’s fallen asleep with my cock in his mouth, just as I suggested. I cover him with the blanket and fall asleep myself.

I love this. There’s another thought behind that, a bigger one, but I let it slip away before it can scare away this moment of peace.

CHAPTER 25

Kurt

My life’s changed, and I’m not entirely sure how that happened. I really like it, though.

My attraction to Johnny grows with every moment we’re together. I wouldn’t have thought that was possible. It’s not just that I’m living with my absolute crush, whose essential goodness comes through even when he’s not feeling great.

During the month-plus since our night in Vegas, my husband has spent five days in a hospital, two weeks in outpatient care, and the better part of ten days split between therapy and his new job on the ranch. And somehow he’s also started doing all these things for me that I didn’t even realize I needed.

Tonight, I walk in the door after running an errand, and he has index cards spread all over the dining room table. He’s standing and studying them, moving a few around.

“What’cha doing?” I ask, snaking an arm around his middle and kissing his shoulder.

“Figuring out which zip codes y’all need to focus on to win,” he says in his low drawl. Like it’s obvious that he’d be helping me with this.

I raise an eyebrow, scanning the demographic data on the cards. “How’d you get this information?”

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