Eight Long Years (Heart of Hope 5)

So I held my feelings in check when he left me alone with April. I’d been sure that she was going to reiterate how it was best for all of us that she and I cool it when it came to our relationship. While I didn’t agree, a par

t of me was relieved because my heart couldn’t take the highs and lows it was enduring by being with her.

And then, she surprised me.

Jude? I love you.

She hadn’t said those words back to me when I’d said them earlier in the day. When I realized it at the time, I knew that while she liked to fuck me, she wasn’t wanting me beyond that.

And then, hours later, she was saying the words. She was telling me that she was choosing me. Trusting me. And as much as my brain continued to caution me, my heart couldn’t deny what it wanted, what it needed. April.

And now she was in my bed, looking up at me with those gorgeous flirty hazel eyes. “Show me the beefcake, Jude.”

I wasn’t a male stripper, but I did try to give her a show as I shirked off my t-shirt and tossed it to her. She pulled the cloth to her face and inhaled deeply and then made a long mmm sound that sent my libido skyrocketing.

I undid my jeans, pushing them down. I stood before her in my boxer briefs. “Are you going to stuff money in my underwear?”

She smiled, sitting up and hooking her fingers in the waistband of my shorts. “I’ll do better than that.” She tugged the briefs down, my dick popping out right to her mouth.

“Fuck, April.”

“We’ll get to that,” she murmured as she licked a bead of precum on my dick, making me see stars.

I threaded my fingers through her luscious hair, holding her to me. “Suck it, baby.”

She made that mmm sound again, only this time my dick was in her mouth, so the vibration of it reverberated through my body. It was like sticking my dick in a light socket, electricity shot out to every nerve ending in my body.

My hips moved, back and forth, fucking her mouth. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen as my dick appeared and then disappeared into her mouth.

“Yes, baby…fuck so good,” I said, encouraging her. But as good as this was, I didn’t want to come in her mouth. Not this time. This time, I wanted to join my body with hers. I wanted to look into her eyes as we moved as one. I wanted us to work together, seeking pleasure as one, coming together.

I stepped back, my dick screaming at me to keep going. April looked up at me with those lovely eyes.

I dropped to my knees. “Get naked, April.” I helped her disrobe and then I pushed her back on the bed, and lay my body over hers. I’d always loved how soft and warm her skin was. How it smelled of summer sweetness.

Her arms looped around my neck and she pulled me down for a kiss. My lips consumed hers, as my hands roamed her body, and I insinuated my hips between her thighs.

Only when my tip was perched at her wet entrance, did I break the kiss to look down at her.

“This is it, April. You and me.” I hoped she understood what I was saying. What I was asking. I needed her commitment. This couldn’t be just another fuck and then have her withdrawing from me because of some shit August was pulling. I wanted it all. I wanted her all.

Her fingers gently caressed my cheek. “You and me, Jude.” I studied her eyes to make sure she was saying what I needed to hear. Only then, with our gazes holding, did I press in, and join our bodies and our souls.

“I love you, Jude. I love you so much,” she said on a gasp.

Her words wrapped around me, making me feel whole finally. “I’m yours April. Always.” Then there were no words. Just our bodies moving in perfect harmony. Our sighs and gasps as pleasure surged through us. And finally, she called out my name, her body gripping mine and taking me with her into bliss.

I held her, my dick pulsing even as the rest of my body had gone limp. I kissed her cheek, her eyes, her lips. “I love you.”

“I’m so glad I seduced you.”

I laughed, lifting my head. “Eight years ago or now.”

She grinned, and it was so fucking beautiful. “Both.”

I nodded. As much pain and heart ache as I’d been through, I had to agree. I shifted my weight off of her, but kept her body flush against mine. I thanked God for bringing us back together. Finally, I was going to have what I’d dreamed of. Only this time it was going to be better because we had Maya. I was going from having no one, to having a family. I was the luckiest bastard in the world.

We’d been able to make love one more time, before August and Maya returned, and like the time before it, I made sure to pour out all my love. I wanted her to understand, even if by sexual osmosis, that this wasn’t a fleeting thing between us. I was here to stay. I was here to be her man and Maya’s father.