Deal Maker (Mixed Messages Book 2) by Lily Morton

Author:Lily Morton [Morton, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lily Morton
Published: 2017-12-21T15:00:00+00:00

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Jude

On the last morning at the cottage I come awake slowly. For a minute or two I lie in the comfortable bed, tracing the path of sunbeams on the floor. Then I stretch, and the aches and pains in my body, the soreness of my lips and the bruises on my hips, all remind me of Asa.

The time here has been wonderful. During the day we’ve packed in activities, taking Billy crabbing, borrowing bicycles and cycling the narrow Cornish lanes, overgrown and sweet smelling. We caught the ferry over to the other side of the river, Billy hanging over the side anchored by Asa’s and my hands, and we devoured fish and chips from greasy wrappings sitting on the beach with salt on our lips and faces flushed from the day’s sun.

At no point during the day has Asa given any clue that we’ve changed. He has been the same as ever, warm and funny and one of those rare people who completely engages with everything he does. At first, I was taken aback by this behaviour, despite him actually adhering to the rules I set. I was astonished and alarmed by the huge wave of relief I felt when he entered my bedroom that night, locked the door and proceeded to drive me out of my mind with the best blow job I’ve ever had. It’s safe to say Asa’s love of life and being in the moment definitely extends to sex, to the advantage of his partner. We haven’t had full sex yet but it’s definitely going to happen. We’re so hot for each other, there’s no way he won’t be in me at some point.

It’s surprising to me in a way, because I’ve always just gone straight for sex with my hook-ups, wanting to get it out of the way. I always know each encounter will never be long lasting, so why prolong the inevitable. Get it done and move on. Asa is a revelation to me. I’ve never known anyone so dedicated to my pleasure, who sees no point in rushing even a second. That night he brought me to the edge so many times, that when I finally did come I had tears in my eyes.

What irritates me most is the fact that even if we don’t touch during the day, I still feel fucking close to him. Ugh. Usually, if I’m not fucking someone, I don’t give time to them. I’ve been called a charming wanker one too many times, but it’s the only way I can get through things. I’m never mean because I hate to think I may upset people, so I deflect everything with humour and light heartedness. With him however, I have some sort of deep awareness and connection which bugs the living shit out of me. I know where he is all the time. I’m becoming obsessed with seeing a happy look on his face, and I have to drive him out of his mind in bed, not from pride, but because it’s him and I need to see the satisfied, slack look on his face.

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