“Oh my God,” I gasped, pushing on him a bit to hold him off, to stop him from doing that again. “Jude. Please tell me you’re gonna do me tonight, because I don’t think I can handle the torture if you don’t. If you’re just gonna do that weird thing youdo…”
He was looking up into my eyes. “What weirdthing?”
“That thing where you stare at me from across the room like you want to fuck me, and then you don’t. That thing where you don’t let me nearyou.”
He stared at me for a few hot seconds as my heart pounded in mychest.
Then he slid a hand around the back of my neck and pulled me closer, and he kissed me. His tongue delved into my mouth and for once, I knew this kiss wasn’t going to abruptly end and the both of us go our separateways.
So I kissed him back, with all the hunger I’d felt for him for way toolong.
As he kissed me, he crawled up over me. He moved over me like a beast on the prowl, and I fell back on the futon beneath him. He ripped his mouth from mine and kissed his way down my neck to my breasts. He cupped them, one, then the other, lifting them to his mouth so he could wrap his tongue around my nipple, nibble, suckle, and generally drive me fuckingcrazy.
Every time his tongue touched my skin, my entire bodythrobbed.
Then suddenly he pulledback.
“Shit. Darlin’. Just a minute…” He untangled himself and got up. “I don’t want anyone walkin’ in onthis.”
Gah.Sweet. He was so, sosweet.
I watched him cross the room to the front door, open it and then close itagain.
“What did you do?” I asked as hereturned.
“Hung the ‘No Dogs’ sign on the doorknob,” he muttered, like he was embarrassed. “It’s our code forFuck off and come back in half anhour.”
“Half an hour?” I teased. “We’d better getbusy.”
He practically dove on top of me. We started making out again and I plastered my body against his. He drove one thigh between my legs and hiked it up tight, putting pressure on my clit and pushing me higher up the bed. He rocked his hips into me as he kissed me, until I made a very unsexy little squawkingsound.
“Ouch! My hair’s caught in the arm thing,” Isaid.
He helped me free my hair from the arm rest of thefuton.
“I’m sorry this is so fuckin’ghetto.”
“It’sfine…”
“You deserve somethingbetter.”
“I’m not a princess,” I told him. “I’d do it with you in thedirt.”
His eyes met mine and something darkened, deepened between us. Either the comment about the dirt had given him certainty that I wanted this, or it turned him on so much that he forgot to worry about it, and he kissed me, harder. Together, we managed to peel off his shirt. He shucked off my jeans and started kissing his way up my body. He devoured my nipples and sucked on my breasts until I was panting inheat.
I tried to get his jeans open, I really did, but he was tall. His body went on forever and a day, and every time I’d managed to get a hold of his zipper, he shifted his hips out of myreach.
Then he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand like it was nothing at all, while I wriggled under him, useless, squirming in reaction to hiskisses.
“Please,” I eventually begged him, “take your dick out. I wanna touchyou.”
He looked at me and grinned a bit. Then he let go of my wrists and kneeled up over me, slowly, and he took out hisdick.
And all I could think as I watched him do it wasHolyshit.
I didn’t care what some of my girlfriends said about cocks looking weird. Those girls werewrong. Or maybe they’d just never seen Jude’s cock. Because if they’d seen his, they obviously would’ve understood that the male sex organ was a thing ofbeauty.
It was hard in his hand and, just like the rest of him, it was big andgorgeous.
