Page 95 of For All It's Worth
The alarm vibrated next to my hand, not rousing Max, who was still sleeping soundly. I didn’t want him to sleep too much in case he wouldn’t be able to sleep later that evening, so I started stroking my fingers up and down his arm and whispering his name in his ear.
He began to wriggle at the ticklish sensation and his lips stretched into a smile, though his eyes remained closed.
“Time to wake up, sweetheart. I promised you food, remember?” I cooed into his ear.
His grin widened. “And a blow-job,” he muttered, his voice hoarse from sleep.
“Hmm, can’t forget that now,” I said as I made my way down his body, pressing my lips to the skin of his lower abdomen as I pulled the pants he was wearing down.
Max wasn’t fully hard, but I licked and teased him to full hardness while fondling his balls. I loved being able to do this without a barrier now. It wasn’t so much a lack of trust in me that had Max insistent on them, I knew that, but handing him my clear results had certainly helped him relax a little. There were things he still didn’t like and I was okay with that. I’d meant what I’d said, we had to do what worked for us.
Once he was fully erect, I went to town, licking and sucking him hard. This was going to be quick, something to take the edge off since we’d been too tired for sex the last couple of days.
I took him into the back of my throat and swallowed around him, pulling back so only the tip was in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, then speared my tongue into the slit, reveling in the taste of precum.
Max moaned and gasped, letting out, “Oh, please,” when he hit the back of my throat again. His hips jerked and he writhed as he tried not to push himself too deep. I gagged a couple of times, unprepared, and he tried to pull away but I laid a hand on his hip to keep him in place, enjoying the weight and feel of him in my mouth a little longer.
Pulling off him, I moved down and sucked on his balls. He groaned before I deep-throated him again, resisting the urge to play with him longer.
“Close!” he cried out as I increased the intensity of my sucking and he trembled as he shot his load onto my tongue. I swallowed it down and licked him clean as he whimpered.
Crawling up the bed again, I wrapped him in my arms, mindful not to kiss him just yet. He hated the taste of cum and now that we were going without condoms, I could suck him off without a barrier, but that left an aftertaste he couldn’t deal with. I didn’t care that he would suck me until I was close and pull off, or would use a condom if we had one in hand. Everything about our sex life was perfect because it was ours.
Since we’d admitted the depth of our feelings, saying those three words, everything had gotten better, deeper between us. That connection that had always been there was built on a solid foundation of friendship and had morphed into something incredible, indescribable. I could feel Max’s love for me in every look and gesture. He was getting better about leaning on me and realizing when he needed help, but ingrained habits were hard to break. I just had to trust that he loved me and needed me.
Having my person rely on me made it easier to focus on the important things in my life. My book on my time in rehab was being published in a few weeks. I had bookings for photography sessions and the pictures that I’d printed were selling well. Once the studio was open properly, I’d cut out working at Farmer’s Fitness. Henry had Pete to help out if needed since they were working on their friendship. The jury was still out on whether Pete deserved a second chance at calling Henry his best friend.
My thoughts wandered as I held Max and soaked in his afterglow. Seeing his pleasure was more than enough for me.
Max let out a contented sigh and stretched, turning towards me. “Your turn?”
“No, sweetheart, I need to feed you. Let’s order some food.”
“You sure? I can…”
“I’m sure. I just wanted to do that for you.”
“You’re too good to me.”
He looked at me, that special expression only reserved for and given to me. One full of love.
“Not possible,” I said simply and pressed a kiss to his nose.
