Imperfect Love (Heart of Hope 4)

“I know they’re capable.”

It was in that moment that I realized just how powerful Brayden’s fears about being poor again were. He knew in his head that chances were extremely low he’d ever be without basic needs again, and yet, his soul still carried the child that had gone without so much.

I put my hand on his shoulder, wanting to comfort him. To let him know I had faith in him and he could put his faith in his workers.

“Wow, you’re tense,” I said as I kneaded his shoulder.

“A little. I’m scared shitless about you Terra, if you want to know the truth.”

My heart filled with warmth. It was strange to feel a comfort in hearing that he wasn’t just worried about the company or money, but me as well. I guess a part of me still wondered where I sat on his list of priorities.

All sorts of replies filtered through my brain such as, “I’m scared too,” but instead, I decided I didn’t want to talk about my cancer.

I swiveled his chair and stood between his thighs. “Forget about that for a minute. Forget about all of it.”

He looked up

at me expectantly. I dropped to my knees, liking the flash of excitement in his eyes even though there was no way he could know for sure what I was doing. The fact that his brain automatically went to blow job was thrilling.

“Let me help you take your mind off your troubles. Ease your tension.”

“Terra.” He put his hands over mine as I undid his belt. “You don’t have to—”

“I want to. I want to suck you until your eyes roll back in your head.” It had been a long time since I’d talked like that, and I liked being able to tap into the old Terra.

“I think I just came.” He gave me a lopsided grin.

My hand rubbed the steel hard length of him under his fly. “No, not yet.” I freed his dick, loving how he hissed when I stroked him with my hand.

“You once told me no one sucked you like I did.”

“It’s true,” he groaned as I licked around the rim of his cock.

“Shall we see if I still have what it takes?”

His hips lifted, pushing the head of his dick into my mouth. “I can tell already that you do.”

I swallowed his cock and then using my hand and mouth, I sucked and stroked and nipped. I used his groans and growls as my guide, feeling more and more myself, more and more feminine and sexy.

As I worked him, I lifted my gaze to look at him. His eyes were closed, his hands gripping the arms of his chair. He was completely mine. He’d surrendered to me. The power in that was heady. Brayden was a man who liked control, and yet he’d completely given his over to me.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come….” His fingers laced through my hair as I pumped him in and out of my mouth. “Don’t stop baby, don’t stop…”

I released him from my mouth and jacked him with my hand. He growled in frustration, and then it morphed into a feral moan as I sucked one ball into my mouth as my hand stroked him.

“So good, so good…” he chanted.

“I’m going to finish you, Brayden. Let’s see if I can take it.”

“Oh fuck oh fuck…” His hips were gyrating and his body was shaking. I loved that I’d taken him so far into pleasure.

I swallowed him again, this time taking him so deep he hit the back of my throat. He cried out, and I hoped the kids wouldn’t wake as the first jets of his cum coated my mouth. I stayed with him, sucking and swallowing until his dick softened.

I’d barely released him when he pulled me up into his lap and kissed me hard.

“You have the most amazing mouth,” he said.

“Thank you. How do you feel?”