Page 102 of Needing Your Love
“That’sthe life I want,” he declared. “It’s my idea of a dream come true.”
“You won’t miss the big city? All the excitement?”
“I’d rather be snuggled up in the arms of the man I trust more than my own thoughts.”
Something else Darla never had or everwouldhave said to me.
I tucked Jimmy in closer, nuzzling his hair, elation flooding clear through to my soul and easing some of the heaviness from the day.
“What about Darla?” he asked, as though aware of where my mind had gone.
“She tried to manipulate me again, but I wasn’t having it.”
“I tried to do the same,” Jimmy pointed out while gently tugging on my chest hairs.
I grasped his wrist. “Yeah, but Darla never loved me. She simply used me, drained me of everything.”
“Do you have anything left to give?”
I held his face in my hands and met his gaze straight on. “Every piece of my heart,” I promised. “It never belonged to anyone like it does to you.”
Jimmy shivered, attempting to wiggle closer. “Like Gram tricked me into admitting, you’ve owned mine since I realized what attraction was. I love you, Sutton—have for years but never thought I was good enough for a man like you.”
“You’re all I want and more, Jimmy. Don’t ever doubt my feelings toward you.”
My sweet boy muscled me onto my back and settled atop my hips, hands on my chest. His slight weight felt so damned right hovering over me, and regardless of the emotional upheaval and weariness sagging me into the mattress, my dick perked up. “Say it,” he demanded. “Say the words I need to hear, Sutton.”
I smiled up at him, gyrating my hips enough he would be aware my cock thickened against his plump ass. “I love you, Jimmy Riley. Cared more than I probably should have even before you were of age, but it’s the man you’ve grown into, the empathetic, caring, sweet soul that I’ve fallen head over heels for.”
“Goddamn.” He huffed and shimmied down my body. “I’m gonna blow your mind—” He paused, mid-shuffle down my torso. “Do you…can I? Or am I being too much right now?”
Goddamn, this boy.
I smiled, my chest welled with affection.“Take what you want, baby boy. I’m yours.”
He swallowed down my semi, moaning and tonguing me, manipulating my nerve endings and keeping my mind focused on the present. Within seconds, I’d become fully hard, and he hummed in appreciation before shoving me deep into his throat.
“Jesus, baby.” I grabbed hold of his hair in a firm grip but remained still, allowing him to have his way with me. “So good—fuck, your mouth is perfect.” Hissing, I fought the need to thrust up into the tightness of his throat. A few more curses spilled from me, and he popped off, shoved down his panties, tossed them to the floor, and attacked me again with his adoring lips and talented tongue with its teasing metal piercing.
He sucked on and wet his fingers.
Reached around his hip to stretch his hole.
“Lube, baby,” I insisted, but he shook his head while lathing at my cock, soaking my shaft.
“Don’t need it—just you.”
My lips pressed tight as I’d learned not to question Jimmy over what he thought he did or didn’t require to take my cock. I had to trust him to know his own body and heart, and I yearned to be connected with him too much to argue.
He climbed over me, rose to his knees, and grasped my base to hold my rigid shaft upright.
“Easy,” I murmured, clasping his waist to make sure he didn’t hurt himself in his haste to fill himself with my dick.
“Mmm,” he hummed while pushing down until his hole clutched at my cockhead. “I like the sting.”
“Jimmy.” I groaned, muscles trembling with the desire to thrust balls deep in his tight heat.
He sank down, taking more of me. Lifted and lowered, slowly stuffing himself with my length.
