Page 64 of See You at the Sunset

The room carried her scent, her energy, her vibe. He felt drunk off her presence.

Jia gave Henry a small push to sit down on the bed. “My turn,” she said. “I’ve been waiting too long for this.”

Henry had been half-hard all evening, so by the time Jia had unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down, he was fully erect and ready. Henry loved a good blow job. But the way Jia carefully removed his boxers and kissed up his leg, nuzzling her nose at the base of his shaft, kissing the tip, lapping at the slit, small breaths whispering over him, it all felt so intimate. Henry swallowed. He wasn’t sure how much of this he could handle.

He could stop it. He could flip her over onto the bed, crawl on top of her, and enter her. He could follow the motions of what he knew and was used to. He could avoid the feelings that were creeping up inside of him, a new kind of discomfort bordering on pain where his panic attacks usually hit him in his chest.

But as Jia wrapped her lips around him and took him in her mouth, he forgot it all. Every thought of self-preservation out of his mind. Knowing that he’d give her whatever she wanted and protect her at all costs.

If he’d just let go and let himself.

25

Jia was, on most days, a people pleaser. She liked making people happy. She rarely minded if it came at the cost of her own comfort or convenience. And the other upside was that this approach helped her avoid the one thing she hated: conflict.

When it came to pleasing Henry, it offered Jia her greatest satisfaction. She squeezed her legs together, pressed her bare knees into the thin rug at the foot of her bed, stretched her jaw as wide as she could, and took him all in. And she loved it.

“Fuck, Jia,” he said as she opened up her throat to take him farther.

“Jesus Christ,” he swore when she added pressure with her lips as he slid through till they met his tip.

“Baby,” he groaned as she took his balls into her hand and gently massaged them to the rhythm of her mouth around his dick.

She was in heaven. Henry’s pleasure was her singular focus.

“Jia, wait,” he said. He pushed her shoulders gently, his cock pulling out of her mouth with a pop. “Come here.”

“Is something wrong?” she asked. Her mouth turned into a frown. She was having fun.

“I’m gonna come if you keep going on that way. And I want to be inside you when that happens,” he said.

“Oh,” she said and turned that frown right around. “Yay!”

He laughed as he sat up and took hold of both her arms and guided her off her knees and onto the bed. He pushed her down and rolled on top of her. “Now, this is better.”

He grabbed the hem of the enormous muumuu and easily pulled it up and over her head. He threw it off to the side of the bed. Henry stared down, running his gaze from her head to her toes. He was completely still except for his head moving as he took in her body, and yet his breathing labored, like controlling himself in this moment, taking his time, spent energy akin to a workout.

Henry reached his fingers down between Jia’s legs. “You’re so wet for me,” he said. There was a sense of awe in his voice that humbled her.

“Henry,” she whispered, “I need you.”

Those were all the words he needed to hear. He scrambled off her and reached over the foot of the bed where his shorts had been stripped off and left on the floor. He fumbled around and came back holding a condom between his fingers. “Got it,” he said, his face beaming with pride.

“Why am I not surprised that you came prepared?” Jia teased. “And thank god for that.”

He tore open the package and quickly rolled the condom on himself, returning to his position above Jia.

“You okay?” he asked.

She nodded. “Yes, better than okay.”

He lined himself up at her entrance and pushed slowly.Just a little bit to start, gauging Jia’s body’s ability to stretch around him, to accommodate his size, to take him. And then he pushed some more. They’d only done this once before, but as he made his way into her fully, they both moaned their pleasure in unison.

She felt impossibly full.

And she needed him to start moving. She lifted her hips to encourage him, and that was all he needed.

Henry pumped in and out of Jia, slow, small movements at first. But then he picked up his pace. She wrapped her legs around him, holding on and encouraging him to go harder.