Page 66 of Accidentally Forever
He merely grinned, closing his notebook. Because I had ended up on my knees, his hand in my hair, as he slid that thick cock down my throat. He had been the one in control, fucking my face as he moved his length between my lips. I had flattened my tongue and swallowed the tip of him as deep down as possible without gagging. Then I’d made myself come by holding the dildo he’d bought me, rotating my hips up and down to fuck myself, as I had my other hand on his thigh to keep steady. Then I had swallowed every drop of him as he had come down my throat.
Seriously, the best way to wake up.
In the three weeks since I had finally realized I loved him and told him, it had been like this. The two of us doing our best to find our pattern in life. Staying at each other’s houses, going into the studio together. Doingthings likethis. Me trying to capture what I wanted for my next large project. And Crew coming with me so he could find new inspiration.
And throughout it all, it felt like we were back to a new normal. Still arguing, still making love, and just being.
No more mention of his family because in the end, they weren’t what was important. But plenty of mention of mine because they were always in our hair. In fact, a couple of my cousins had wanted to come out with us today, but I had nipped that in the bud. Frankly, I just wanted time with Crew. Everything felt so new and fresh. And it felt like if I didn’t latch on to it now, it could fall at any moment. I hated that feeling.
“What’s with that face?” Crew asked as he reached out to cup my cheek. I leaned into his hold and sighed.
“I’m just worried that I am too happy.”
He gave me a look. “I swear you overthink more than anyone I know.”
“I’m good at it.”
He raised a brow. “It isn’t the only thing you’re good at,” he whispered. At that deep rasp of his voice, the deer cantered off, and I moved back so I could put my camera away.
“I am not having sex outdoors withyou. Last time we did that, we nearly got caught by that couple who were trying to do the same thing.”
“It’s not my fault we were better at it than they were.”
“And how do you know that?” I asked, laughing.
“Because the guy couldn’t find a trail on a clearly marked map. How the hell is he supposed to find her clit?”
I burst out laughing, before pulling my camera bag over my shoulder. “I so happy that you were the perfect Boy Scout and can read a map.”
“I’m always prepared. Don’t worry. I’ll never get lost when I’m down there.”
I rolled my eyes, holding out my hand. He took it, lifted that curious brow of his, and we made our way back down the trail.
“When we get back, I have a few things to do before my meeting. Dinner tonight?”
The domesticity of the question made me smile. Was this what it was supposed to be like? People just figuring things out together. Making plans, whether they were huge or smaller ones. I had never had this before. I thought maybe at one point I could with Travis, until I realized it wasn’t love I was feeling, but friendship and the desire to try to find peace. But any other relationship I had been in hadn’t been close.
I scared myself. Because the more I had, the happier I felt, the harder it would hurt if it was ever taken away.
“Dinner sounds great,” I said, wondering why I was so introspective and worried.
“I don’t really want to go to this meeting, but I have to sign off on everything for the lawyer.”
I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “But then you’re done, right? Powers of attorney, other legal jargon that is beyond even my degree, but no more issues. You only have to deal with your own businesses.”
He nodded tightly. “I’ll have to deal with it later if they keep me in the will. And frankly, that’s not a sure thing. She might keep me in it only to fuck with me, or she’s finally cutting me off forever. She can’t touch the trust or what I’ve made since, but she can do something with her personal will. However, I’m done. It might make me a terrible person, a horrific son, but I’m done.”
“You are not either one of those. You are just protecting your peace. And you’re allowed to do that.”
“I yelled at you enough to do the same, I suppose I should eat my own words.”
“Damn straight.”
We made our way to his SUV, and I was grateful that his tires were new, and the added security at his place meant it wouldn’t happen again. Still, an unsettled feeling slid through me as we got inside and madeour way out of the state park. “They haven’t found anything else since they spoke to Travis, right?” I asked, blurting the thought before I could even formulate it fully.
The hand that wasn’t on my thigh tightened on the steering wheel. “After they questioned him, they didn’t have much else. No evidence, just a feeling. So unless something else happens, they are out of luck. And he’s been a good boy since, according to the authorities. His parents are keeping his nose clean.”
“So let’s just go with nothing happening.”
