Page 101 of His Surrender
“For someone who’s new to romance, you sure are amazing at it.”
“I’m learning.” Jay smiled and moved down my body, placing light kisses to my chest and stomach on his way down. He teased me with his lubed finger, circling my pucker before pressing just the tip inside. As he added a second, he murmured against my thigh before gently nibbling it.
Jay excelled in sexual stimulation. He knew all my weak points, every sensitive area that sent my blood racing south. My cock was cushioned in his mouth, and he massaged my prostate. Just when I was about to come undone, he withdrew his fingers and crawled back up my body. I swiped a hand through his blond hair and tugged on the strands, tilting his head back so I could rise up and kiss his throat.
The lid on the lube creaked as he popped it open and squirted some in his palm. He glided his hand along his shaft, slicking it. Goose bumps sprouted on my arms and shot down to my legs as he lay back over me.
“I can’t wait to feel you,” he said before sucking on my earlobe and slowly easing into me. I clawed the sheet beneath me with one hand and slapped the other to his ass, pulling him deeper. Jay softly hissed before biting my shoulder. “So damn good.”
Even when my body no longer fought him, he still went slow, as if savoring the moment. Good. Because I wanted to savor it too. I’d never felt more exposed, more vulnerable, than when having him rock into me with nothing separating us. I’d also never felt more at peace, like I’d been traveling for years and had finally come home.
“Jay,” I said on a moan as he hit my sweet spot.
“Right there, darlin’?”
I nodded and swallowed hard. My heart had jumped up into my throat. The moment wasn’t only physical. It was emotional too. Jay and I had fucked so many times… but this was the first time I’d ever felt like we were making love.
Jay’s lips slanted over mine before he pushed his tongue into my mouth, his hips rolling into me. My damn eyes nearly rolled back into my head. Pressure built inside me before it came spilling out. I clawed his back and groaned as white-hot pleasure shot through me. My ass clamped down on him, and he faltered a little in his rhythm. I sensed when he was getting close. His thrusts quickened and his breathing was rough.
“I love you,” Jay said, knotting his fingers in my hair and resting his cheek on mine. His orgasm rocked through him right after that, leaving him a sweaty, panting mess. He trembled as the last waves of release rescinded. Then he kissed right below my eye. “You’re crying.”
I hadn’t realized until he brushed his lips across the wet streak. I held on to him and pressed my face to his neck. “You said you love me.”
“I do.” His cock slipped from me, and he rolled to his side and pulled me against him. “I love you so much it scares me, Remi. I can’t imagine my life without you now.”
“I’m not going anywhere. I promise.” More tears fell and I captured his lips. His mouth quivered on mine. Then I laid my head on his shoulder. “I love you too.”
His arms tightened around me. “I told you before that I only top. Now that you know about Andrew, you can probably guess why. I…” He wet his lips. “I don’t know if I want to bottom again. Don’t know if I can. It’s not that I don’t trust you. I just—”
I put a finger to his lips. “You don’t have to explain, Jay. Honestly, I don’t like to top. If you never feel comfortable enough to bottom again, that’s fine with me.”
“You’re incredible. Have I told you that?”
I smiled. “Maybe once or twice.”
Together, we’d learned how to not only trust again… but to love again as well.
Jay was gone when I woke in the morning, but he’d left a handwritten note on his pillow. Groggy and still trying to wake up, I grabbed the piece of paper.
Morning, handsome
Sorry I left before you woke. I didn’t intend to sleep over and needed to go home to shower and change. I made a pot of coffee for you before I left. Have a great day at work. I love you.
Your bastard,
Jay
My heart nearly exploded. Was it possible to truly be so happy? I got out of bed, showered, and dressed before going into the kitchen and finding a fresh pot of coffee and my favorite mug set beside it. Such a small thing meant the world to me. It showed how much he really cared.
I texted him.Thanks for the coffee.
You’re welcome. I know how grumpy you are without it, he replied.
I laughed and poured a cup before sitting at the table and sipping it. He knew me so well. Then I sent another message.Give Sput a kiss for me before you go to work.
Give him one yourself when you come over later.
I grinned.I’m coming over? That’s news to me.
