“You have been,” I teased. “What are you getting at?”
“This,” he said and claimed my mouth with an indelicate assault of his tongue, plunging in as deep as he could, exploring and tasting and then pulling out to lick and nibble on my bottom lip.
I hesitated for only an instant, taken aback by his unexpected burst of passion. But then I was all in, matching Jude’s fierceness. I couldn’t be a passive submissive in the moment. Crushing him against me, I slid my arms under his body and flipped us so I was on top and he was pinned underneath me.
His eyebrows shot up in surprise and he snorted. “One day, I’m going to get in the ring with you, even with your added thirty pounds. Are you as powerful and quick in the ring?”
“Fuck yes, I am. I have a lot of tricks stored away.” With my elbows on the sides of his head, I kissed him senseless as I lifted my hips and then went back down on him, grinding our cocks together. Lifting off him, I sank back on my knees and reached for his waistband, then dragged his briefs down, tossing them aside. I was already naked, and my dick was leaking like a faucet. “Do you want me to get us off,Babbo?”
Jude seemed speechless by my imposing behavior, and I was afraid that I’d gone too far. I was just about to say something when he whispered, “You are seriously hot right now, baby. Make me see stars.”
I licked my lips. “May I taste your cock?”
Words were beyond Jude when he nodded dumbly.
Smiling down at him, I whispered, “Hold on,tesoro.”
And with that I scooted down his body, letting my erection slide down, leaving a trail of precum. When I was in place, I looked up at him for final consent.
“Do it, baby,” he said, brown eyes appearing black with want.
I swallowed Jude’s cock down in one easy slide. Thorne had been huge so being able to fully accommodate Jude’s narrow cock was easy, even though he was longer. I took a second to remember how to breathe through my nose and open my throat.
Jude arched off the bed, which plunged his dick so far down my throat I choked and had tears in my eyes. But it was worth every moment I got to see Jude lose himself to his arousal. For the next half hour, I took Jude to the edge and back again multiple times. He grunted and moaned and writhed as best he could with me holding him in place. Finally, he produced the sound that I’d been hoping for. A keen that sounded desperate, like a frustrated wounded animal, a sound I knew too well from years back, but which made me explode with orgasms that sent me straight into subspace. “Please, Ethan,” he cried. “Baby… please.”
Taking both our cocks in hand, he begged louder, “Baby, I need…”
“I got you,tesoro.” My cock was hard and purple with rage from how long I’d been pleasuring Jude. Thus, all it took was sliding our cum-smeared erections together as I plundered his mouth. In a blended cacophony of swallowed curses and calling out each other’s names, we both came in gushes of semen thatmixed and blended as we shot our loads at the same time, spattering each other like an artist creating an abstract work of art.
I’d always savored the salty, slightly bitter taste of cum, and I was anxious to taste Jude’s. Licking a few drops from his abdomen, I tasted it and then kissed Jude, but he appeared too blissed out to comment. So, I turned on my side and tucked him into me.
Seeing my arm draped over his pale skin, I quivered with how beautiful we looked together; the stark differences from each of us fused into one unit. I sucked a spot on his neck, pleased when I saw color bloom. Jude hiked up his shoulder, as if to fend off another one. Gently easing his shoulder down, I kissed over the spot.
“Do you think they’ll like me?” Jude asked, his back still to me.
I tightened my hold around his waist. “I don’t know and I’m not going to spout platitudes likeOf course they’ll love you. But I think they will. Honestly, all Mamma needs is to see how happy I am and she’ll take you into her arms. Same with Gabby but without hugs. As for Belle, you can never tell how she’s going to react. She didn’t take to me for over a year.” I pushed blond locks from his forehead, still dampened by our sex. “Are you nervous?”
“Nah, not really. I’m good at meeting new people. Although, given that these people aren’t just anyone, I might be when Sunday comes.”
“In the meantime, I’ll just keep cuddling you and making you feel safe and… cared for.” I’d been ready to blurt safe and loved, but not yet. Maybe after the weekend, when I presumed there was going to be talk about the baby. I was apprehensive about Jude’s initial excitement over learning that Gabby was pregnant. The issue was that he hadn’t even begun to figure out who he wasor what he wanted in life outside of the Church, except that he had been clear about not wanting children.
Consequently, my concern was based on two self-truths.
First, I wouldn’t rescind my intention to be an active papa in the baby’s life within the parameters that Gabby and Belle would allow. Jude would have to accept my parameters or leave.
My second reality was based on the first truth in that I’d never move out of town, much less out of the state. I wouldn’t insist on Jude’s engagement with the moms and the baby. However, that would definitely affect our relationship because I’d want to talk about her—I already imagined a little girl—and Jude would have no interest.Fuck!
In case everything went to hell in a handbag, I was just going to keep clutching to Jude while I still had him.
SIXTEEN
JUDE
Ethan had heldme all night and I woke up with him spooning me and his leg draped over mine as if he was caging me in. I was crazy about this man. About his sincerity and honesty every time I asked him something. Mostly, I admired how deeply he loved. Going to Frank to get his blessing was respectful, but also sweet. I had to believe he’d love a partner or husband with the same loyalty and fierceness.
I made him breakfast yesterday morning and prepared his lunch and he kissed me goodbye, the whole scene reminding me of the old time TV show,TheHoneymooners, starring Jackie Gleason, my parents’ favorite reruns to watch. Currently, I was heading to The Ring. This was the usual day I’d work out and I had to talk to Hawk and explain what was going on. Ethan had also asked me to assure Hawk that he wasn’t flogging himself. Actually, when the subject came up, Ethan realized that he hadn’t even thought about harming himself. Then we’d snickered and concluded that having spectacular orgasms was an effective incentive.
Being mid-morning and mid-week, the gym was usually mostly empty and would grant me the time I needed. I liked Hawk and we’d always gotten along, even though right from the beginning he had proclaimed his leaning was toward Buddhism. I’d pretended outrage and challenged him to a sparring. He’d won effortlessly.
