“And…” I prompted when he stopped.
“How would you like to work on a 1989 Chrysler TC?”
“Excuse me Mamma but… Frank, you’re fucking with me.”
“Nope, it’s all yours.” While I was still in awe, Frank explained to Jude. “The car is an oddity because it was the Chrysler touring convertible with Maserati genetics. It tanked big-time, which I was secretly glad for.”
“I agree, of course. But when I first came across the TC, I was curious to find out why. Or was it just the bad feelings of proud Italians that Maserati partnered with another country. Whatever, this is what I love most about my job.”
Frank grinned at me and then slapped my back. “Go home, and don’t talk Jude’s ear off about cars.”
When we were outside and getting into the truck, Jude said in a light, teasing tone, “I don’t know if you’re smiling because you’re going to be in my ass or about working on the fancy car tomorrow?”
I turned a lust-filled gaze at Jude. “Oh, baby, not even close. You’re mine as soon as we’re through the door.”
He must’ve thought I was going to come back with a joke because he let out a short intake of air at my statement. Little did he know that my intention with him would be to always make him feel like the most desired and cherished man alive. And in my eyes, he was all that and more.
Which was why not ten minutes after I locked my apartment door behind us, Jude was sprawled out on the bed naked, his cock twitching under my studied observance. I stared because when I’d come out of the bathroom and seen him, I couldn’t look away. I still couldn’t. He was just so goddamn beautiful. The play of light and shadows from the moonlight were like ribbons accentuating his chiseled cheekbones, the soft arc of his nose, and cleanshaven chin.
He was all pale skin and sleek, lithe lines, and with his arms stretched out, he was my archangel all over again. His physical toughness was evident in the dip and planes of his arms and sculpted abs. However, it was the emotional strength that was on display today. He could’ve easily backed out of going to dinner. Mamma and Frank would’ve understood. Instead, he came and every minute reminded me with a squeeze or touch of his hand that he was there to support me.
“You keep staring at me,” Jude said softly, giving his cock a long, slow pull.
I lifted a knee onto the bed and climbed on. When I was in between his legs, I sat back on my heels. “I was staring at how fucking beautiful you are,tesoro.” I placed a butterfly kiss on his lips, letting my light beard graze over his chin.
Jude went to stroke his cock and I shook my head at him. “Nuh-uh,” I said, and folding my fingers around his wrist, I licked a stripe up the palm and then I raised it above his head. “Leave it there,” I said and placed his other hand above his head as well. Clasping them together, I feathered my fingers down from his wrists to his lower arms, pausing at his biceps where I traced each corded vein and cut muscle. I dipped into his armpits, which caused a tremor and I noticed that he was hairless. “When did you wax?”
“On Friday night after you were asleep, I got up and went into the guest bathroom.”
I nestled my nose in the dip and inhaled the lingering scent of musk and sandalwood from the bodywash that enhanced his own masculine, earthy scent.
Jude wriggled under me. “Do you like me hairless and smooth? When you didn’t say anything, I thought maybe you didn’t.”
“No, baby, I love your skin looking so flawless. I’d never thought about it before but it’s a turn on not having hair tickle my nose when I do this.” I rubbed my nose in the circle of his armpit.
Squirming, Jude was on the verge of giggling but I didn’t want to change the sexy mood so I relented and claimed his mouth in a deep, thorough kiss that had him breaking away for air. “Ethan, so good. I could kiss you all night.”
“We might after I taste the rest of you,” I said and began a trail of licks and kisses down his throat. At the base, I nipped and sucked the first love bite of the night. Tonguing my way an inch lower, I left another. The six I’d made the day before were still clearly on display. “Do you like me marking you,tesoro? Claiming you?”
“Yes,” he answered in a breathy timbre, angling up slightly as if asking for more.
I crawled back a few inches and flicked my tongue over his left nipple a few times and watched it tighten into a bud. “So sexy,tesoro,” I purred, continuing to further stimulate the already sensitive nipple. Squeezing the right nipple at the same time, I was rewarded with delicious throaty moans. I alternated between the two for several minutes. But before I traveled farther south, I sucked a hickey on the rim of the areola of both nipples, appreciating the sight when the redness bloomed. My hands roamed to his waist next and then I followed the curve of his hips around to his ass cheeks where I rubbed circles while I plunged the tip of my tongue in his belly button.
“Ethan,” Jude whimpered as he began to shake his arms out.
“Relax them, baby, but do not touch yourself,” I warned. “Next time, maybe I’ll restrain you.” I looked up at Jude to see his reaction and the way he drew in his lower lip with his teeth was a positive sign. I made a mental note to put bondage on my growing list of things that I dreamed of doing with him. Where all these dominant ideas were coming from, I wasn’t sure. My guess was that something about Jude brought them out. Only him because I’d never before acted as anything but submissive.
Jude asked hesitantly, “May I touch you?”
“Always,” I said with conviction. “In or out of sex.”
I hadn’t finished my sentence when his hands were on my head where he massaged my scalp with vigor as if trying to rid himself of the heightened arousal from not being allowed to get release for his swollen cock. His frustration was only going to get worse. “Get on all fours and raise your ass.”
I adjusted my position for comfort and blew across his crease. “Hang on, baby. I’m taking you for a ride.” I spread his cheeks and stabbed his hole with my tongue.
He squealed and his legs wobbled, head dropping forward as sweat pearled his face. But that didn’t stop him and in an unexpected move, he drove his ass back onto my tongue and my lust grew exponentially.
“Fuck, you have a slutty side, don’t you?”
