He tightens his grip with the hand that’s tangled in my hair, dragging his cock back, to advance again into my mouth.
I follow the movement caressing his underside with my tongue and sucking the smooth skin of his tip.
Jules’s other hand reaches down between me and Stefan. It takes just the pressure of his fingers over my clit and I come apart at the seams just as Jules explodes inside my mouth.
I swallow every last drop looking into his eyes, trusting Stefan and Crew to support my body that’s shaking with my own orgasm.
It has been a long, eventful day and an even more harrowing night. The sensory overload and the intense orgasms are all I can take and I can barely keep my eyes open once the guys carefully withdraw from me.
Crew’s arms are closed around me, protective and strong as his lips trace my temple and my cheekbone. “We should go take a shower, baby.” He murmurs.
I’m so tired that I can’t form any words, the only sound that escapes my lips is a tired murmur of protest.
“She’s too tired,” Jules says to Crew. “I’ve got you, Luls.” He says, like a moment ago, when he got me off.
I’m too far gone to care, barely hanging to my consciousness.
A few moments later, I feel something warm and damp being gently dabbed between my legs and over my ass.
I open my eyes to meet Jules’s dark blue gaze. “You’re clean enough to sleep now. Sweet dreams, Lula.”
Sleep takes me under in no time. It’s easy to let go, surrounded by the three people I love the most in the entire world.
There are arms and legs all over me, heavy and comforting.
“Are you serious, Napoleon?” Someone complains. “We need to get Lula a bigger bed if we have to share it more often than occasionally.” Stefan comments.
“Yeah, that might be a good idea. Seriously Crew, your dog is five pounds soaking wet, how can he take a third of the bed?” Jules says.
“It’s Naps’s superpower. He thinks he’s this huge, scary dog and in his sleep, he gets bigger.”
If I had any energy left, I would laugh. That must be why he has been named Napoleon.
21.The Moment Of The Truth
Jules
“I’m off boss,” Tory says, stepping outside of the boathouse.
I cover my phone with my palm, turning to look at Star Thunders chief engineer. “So the sheriff said you can leave town?”
“Yeah, my alibi officially checks out. I’m going to San Francisco to see my parents, they’ve been following the news and they’ve been worried.” She confirms.
“It’s understandable.” I commiserate.
“Just remember,” she warns. “If you want to practice, you can use the electric boat we’ve been running so far. I don’t know if we’ll be able to use the new one at Lake Ozarks, I’m having problems with the electrical system. It should be all insulated but it failed the tests. Leave it hanging, as it is, it isn’t even safe to turn the engine on in the water. I’ll have to take a really thorough look when I’m back.”
I wave Tory off and return my attention to the phone call with my lawyer.
“Sorry about that, Gordon. Yeah, no. You heard me correctly, I’m petitioning the court for joint custody of Jenna.”
Gordon reiterates his opinion on my decision. “Jules, I have to advise you against it. Under the light of the new circumstances, your chances of getting custody are slim to none. The court sides with the mother in the majority of custody disputes, unless there are serious reasons not to. But you aren’t Jenna’s biological father. We can get a DNA test to confirm it, but after what transpired last night at the hospital, that’s just a formality. Your ex wife has signed some lucrative deals as an influencer, so she’s financially stable. I don’t know any judge who would grant your request if your ex fights it.”
I close my eyes, inhaling to calm down. I remind myself that Gordon is just doing his job and it’s not his fault if the situation sucks.
That doesn’t mean I’m giving up though. “That’s bullshit,” I bite out. “Jasmine isn’t even interested in being a decent mother. She’s just fighting me to punish me.”
My lawyer must have the patience of a saint, because he doesn’t even raise his voice. “That might be so, but you aren’t Jenna’s biological father. That takes away your biggest legal advantage.”