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I could stay in his arms forever as he caresses my body to help me feel calm, and his affection surrounds me.

“Please never let me go.”

FORTY-FOUR

JUDE

“I never want to let you go ever again,” I say, inhaling her vanilla scent that reminds me I’m home.Sheis my home. “It was torture to have you at the resort because it felt like you were ripped away from me again.”

She lifts her head and kisses me on the cheek. She stays in my arms, which lets me know she isn’t going anywhere either. I don’t think we can get any closer. She’s stroking my hair with her fingers and it’s the sensation of electricity that sends me frantically grabbing her ass. I pull her forehead to mine.

“I want you,” I declare.

“I can’t resist you anymore," she says as she whimpers in my ear.

I tease her by grabbing her hips and grinding my cock against her pussy. “Are you wet for me?”

“You might need to check for yourself,” she teases.

Holy fuck. My cock jumps at the thought of feeling her wet pussy sliding down on me. As I glide my hands up her back, I unclasp her bra. She lifts her arms while I rip her shirt over her head. She shimmies her bra straps down her arms and off it goes onto the couch. Her beautiful, perky tits are in my face. My hands are on her back, pulling her closer.

“Your tits are just right for me,” I say as I suck one of her peaked nipples into my mouth, gently nipping it with my teeth and then flicking it with my tongue. The sensation makes her arch into me even more. I roll her other nipple between my fingertips, and it elicits a long moan from her.

She palms my erection as she brings her hot mouth to my ear and whispers, “Is your cock trying to break out of your pants?”

Pulling my mouth away from her nipple, I say, “You keep doing that and we might have a mess on our hands.”

I want to worship this woman for the rest of my life. She runs her fingers through my hair and nibbles on my ear. These clothes need to go. With one swift movement, she remains attached to me while I stand up.

I hook my thumbs into the waistband and off they slide to the floor. She is in front of me, completely naked and ready for me to take her. I glide my fingers down her sides and over her stomach, feeling her soft skin. My fingers slide farther down, gliding over her clit and into her wetness. She is drenched for me. I play with her clit as she wriggles, and she lifts her leg to the couch and pushes harder against my hand. She’s given me full access, so I keep my fingers busy sliding them through her arousal and spreading it all over.

I can’t take it anymore. My clothes need to go, and she needs to be riding me. Backing away from her body, I remove my shirt. She starts to play with those perky, more than a handful of tits that belong to me. My pants drop to the floor as my cock angles toward her. I sit back down and bring her with me. I don’t even need to move her. She takes control and rubs her slick entrance with my tip, smearing pre-cum and her wetness.

Next thing I know, she is on her knees, and my tip is barely in her mouth as she is swirling her tongue then dragging it down my shaft and back up.

“Your mouth, it’s…I want to fuck it.” I thread my fingers in her hair as she sucks and moves up and down. And then I feel it, the humming from her mouth as she claws my thighs with one hand and the other squeezes my cock at the base. Her mouth feels so good. My head falls to the back of the couch, and I groan loudly as she picks up the pace. My hand slides into her hair as I grab a handful at the nape of her neck and lightly urge her up and then back down, but she doesn’t need any help. She is sucking my cock like it’s as good for her as it is for me.

“I’m close; don’t stop.” I grip her head a little tighter as my hips jerk, shoving my cock a little deeper as cum spills down her throat. My eyes roll backward in my head. I feel her swallow. Fuck, I wasn’t expecting that. My cock twitches with the last spurt of my cum. Her mouth is glistening. I take her mouth and push my tongue deep into it. It’s hot as fuck to kiss her mouth right after she was sucking me off.

When I finally come up for air, I say, “You’re amazing in every way.”

“I love watching you unravel under my touch,” she says, grabbing my shoulders. I realize she isn’t done. While straddling my lap, she grinds on my half-mast dick. It won’t take long for him to be up for round two.

She kisses my neck and moves up to my ear. “You think you’ll be ready for my pussy to ride you?”

My hands land on her hips, yanking them forcefully back and forth, and sure enough, my cock comes back to life. She feels it and reaches between us to take it and rubs the tip between her entrance and her clit. At the same time, she starts moving her hips at the pace that feels good to her. I’m not complaining. It feels like heaven having her hands all over me, and the scent of her arousal pushes me over the edge. “Ride me, sweetheart.”

With those words, she lowers herself as my cock stretches her. The moans that leave her mouth are euphoric. I’m reachingup to knead those tits that are bouncing in my face. Once she is comfortable, she picks up the pace. She rocks her hips while my cock slides in and out of her slick pussy. Her consistent panting urges me to push my hips into her as she slides down, giving us an intense impact over and over. As she leans in, her tits bounce off my face, and I slide my hands up and down her back. I feel her breath on my neck. My hips thrust off the couch to send my cock deep inside as she meets me, slamming her pussy down and sliding her hips just right to grind against me. The slapping of skin, the heavy breathing, and her moaning that gets louder and faster fill the air. She’s close.

“Come for me, sweetheart,” I say, and on demand, her pussy clenches my cock like a vise.

“Jude!” she screams my name. I love it when my name is on her orgasmic mouth.

I fuck her hard and fast, yanking her hips against me again and again. My cock slams inside of her, and with one more thrust, my balls tighten, and I jerk my hips, spilling cum inside of her. Our breathing is erratic, and I swear my heart about to burst out of my chest. Her body goes limp as she leans against my chest and holds me. I run my hands up and down her back as our ragged breathing slows.

“You’re beautiful and glowing,” I whisper in her ear.

She gently kisses my lips. “I love you.”