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It took a bit for me to control the sobbing and settle into the warmth of his side before I could start taking some cleansing breaths.

“You don’t have to talk about it, sweetheart,” he said, his hands running through my hair as I clung to his side.

I sniffed and stared into the fireplace across the room from where we lay on the bed. Everything was quiet, relaxing, and comforting now. I needed this peace and didn’t feel bad I was taking it.

I’d been strong for so long, living in this nightmare of uncertainty with Jackson’s medical condition. I’d tried to navigate everything correctly, making the smart decisions—the right ones—for myself and my son.

The hardest and most troublesome decision was coming up, but strangely, I wasn’t so fearful of that right now. Instead, I knew the right answer was to trust the man holding me with our son’s life. I knew the mountain we would climb for Jackson’s recovery was steep, but at least I finally felt like we could climb it.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Cam

Holy shit, this better not be a dream, I thought when I felt her lips around my cock. The gentle motions of my dick being pulled in and out of firm, yet soft lips, had my groin in a spasm—in a very good fucking way.

I groaned and turned from my back onto my side. I reached my hands down into Jessa’s soft hair, listening to her moan, seemingly wanting me to fuck her mouth. It took a lot of restraint not to grab a hand full of hair and pump deep into her throat, but it wasn’t too hard since her tongue, hand, and mouth were working together to build up these constant glorious sensations pulsating from my dick, and up to my stomach.

“Fuck, this feels amazing,” I managed, thrusting gently through the tight opening she’d made for my cock to find the most pleasure.

I was half asleep and half awake, taking the utmost pleasure at this moment.

Her free hand went over my hip, and then she clenched my ass while I lay there, gently moving my body in slow motions, appreciating every sensation of wanting to come but still holding back.

I reached up into the pillow behind me, feeling euphoria consuming me in this dark room.

“You like that, baby?” Jessa asked after she’d run her tongue from the base of my shaft to underneath my tip, where my precum was dripping out.

I used more mental strength than I knew I possessed to tighten and restrain myself in response to Jessa as she began sucking and alternating that sensation with licking all around my sensitive tip.

“Hell, yes,” I barely managed to breathe out between almost whimpering in pleasure and groaning through each spark of energy that jolted through me, nearly sending my ass over the edge in that instant.

Jessa used the moisture from my dick to run her hand in a tight grip up and down my shaft, and holding back was now becoming torture.

I rolled onto my back to lay flat, dropping my knee to the side and giving Jessa all the access she wanted. She followed my movement in a graceful motion and settled herself between my legs.

“Shit,” I gritted out when her hand pumped my cock in perfect movements, and her tongue and mouth went to work on my balls.

Her moaning, licking, and tight grip on my slick cock sent waves of energy pulsating up my back, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.

“Come in my mouth, Cam,” her voice was sultry and sexy, and her suggestion was all I needed.

“Fuck, yes. I want you to take all of me,” I suggested, hoping I could watch her perfect lips swallow my cock, and then my cum.

“Mm,” she moaned, her lips following her tongue, covering my dick again.

Thank goodness I’d left the hall light on, so I could see a hint of her sparkling yet daring eyes as she took me with what seemed to be a hunger I could only beg for a woman to have while swallowing my cum.

The curse words that erupted from my chest while I filled her mouth with my fluid were not audible. I gripped Jessa’s hair tightly as my ass nearly shot off the bed in the electric spasm that jolted from deep inside me, sending my climax deep into her throat and mouth. I’d locked eyes with her just as I let go and hadn’t stopped staring into the beautiful gems the entire time.

My mouth dropped open as I moaned with each spasm. While riding out the last of this, I finally started to come down off this high. I gently moved my hips, letting Jessa continue to suck the last cum from my cock, knowing that I would properly thank her for this as soon as I got my bearings.

“How was that?” Jessa asked with an adorable giggle.

I had my hand over my forehead, trying to get the damn stars out of my head as if this was the first blow job I’d ever received.

“It was almost too good,” I said when she climbed up, and I felt her naked, warm body molded against mine. I looked down, my eyes meeting hers, and arched an eyebrow at her. “I’d like to think that you perfected the art of a blow job on me and me alone, just now,” I smirked.

She gave me a sassy look. “I didn’t realize blow jobs were considered an art form that needed perfecting?”

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