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The spit at the back of my throat lubricated the tip of his dick as I pulled off and sucked again, and again. I pulled all the way back, so he could watch his dick slide out from between my lips. The look on Bleu’s face was priceless; his guard was down as something more shined bright in his mystical eyes.
My thighs squeezed tightly together as I felt my own orgasm coming. My nipples tightened as goose bumps broke out all over my body. Bleu inhaled then exhaled. I placed my hands on his stomach and made myself gag to produce more spit. Once my throat was coated, I began to bob up and down wildly making loud gawking noises. My throat was competing with my pussy in the moment. It was wet, warm, and I made it constrict and choke the life out of his dick.
His crown flared at the roof of my mouth; I squeezed my thighs tighter and moaned as his cum filled the back of my mouth then shot past my throat. I swallowed every drop as I fell into my own line of ecstasy cumming from the taste of his release.
My body shivered as his dick fell limp against his stomach.
“Thank you.” I breathed out.
I sat back in my seat and just stared at his handsome side profile. Our breaths came out rough like we had both finished a marathon.
“When you want to see your house? Your keys are in the glove compartment.”
Bleu turned his head towards me and for a moment we gazed at each other, caught up in the moment. His question caught me off guard, grounding me back into reality even as my pulse still raced from the intensity of our connection. I blinked, my lips parted in surprise, then a slow smile spread across my face. The thought of seeing our future space together suddenly felt just as exhilarating as everything that had just transpired between us.
“You really got me and Lo Lo a house? In my name, Bleu?” My voice cracked.
Emotion swelled in my chest, overflowing with gratitude and disbelief. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, but I blinked them away, not wanting to break the charged atmosphere between us. My heart pounded as I realized the depth of Bleu's gesture, to me, it wasn't just a gift, it was a promise, a foundation for the life we were building together.
“It’s yours, Truly. Of course, in the near future I hope to make the house nothing but storage space. When you feel comfortable and ready to take a bigger leap of faith with us, I want you in my home. For now, I’m happy with you having a space to call your own. Where you can be the woman of your home without worrying about nobody imposing in on you.”
I reached for his hand, and laced our fingers together, needing to feel his warmth and reassurance. The realization washed over me, this was the beginning of something real, something lasting. Bleu had shit under control without me telling him what to do or how to do it.
He entered my life, saw Aubry as a problem and fixed it without a second thought. He was an empath like I was. We connected beyond the sex, and he was willing to go great lengths to prove that he serious and all in.
“Take me to my new house, I want to move in tomorrow.” I cheesed harder than a Chesire’s cat.
Bleu started his car and drove off slowly as my mind wondered off to how someone like me ended up wrapped into a man that felt like a dream. I’m not some polished woman who has my entire life figured out. I’m the woman who has fallen, crawled, stressed, and attempted to start all over again with high hopes of being a better woman and better mother.
I gave my love to the wrong man in the beginning and didn’t let it define who I was nor turn me bitter. Somewhere between losing myself and finding the courage to embrace myself, I now realized something as Bleu drove me to my new beginning.
Every woman deserves her Bleu. Not just a man, but a presence. A calm in the storm. A protector in chaos. Someone who doesn’t shrink from your complexity but studies it like art. He looked at me and saw my potential and not my problems. He would be the man that touched my ambition with the same care he touched my body.
Ladies, don’t stop dreaming of your possible dream man. The right man won’t just meet your dreams, he’ll exceed them. He’llbe the freak who knows how to handle every curve of your energy. The provider who makes sure you never have to question your security, and your protector. Bleu made me forget the man who didn’t love me right. Of course, Aubry would always be in my life because of Lolani.
Bleu couldn’t erase the memory or presence of him, but he replaced all of the bullshit with peace that felt so real it started to heal the parts of me that I didn’t know needed healing.
Keep loving yourself loud enough to the point where the universe has no choice but to match your energy! I pray your Bleu is somewhere looking for you!
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