Page 59 of Jude

‘Protection?’ he growled.

‘I’m on the pill,’ I whispered.

He returned to me, his lips descending on mine.

We almost caught fire; that’s how wild and scorching we were together.

His palms parted my thighs, hooked then around his waist as he first caressed my slit.

I was sopping, and as his hand rubbed my clit, I bucked, so amped for him.

He bent his head and took my nipple into his mouth, lashing it.

My hands sank into his long locks as I widened my legs even more.

He lifted off my tit and fixed his blazing gaze on me.

My legs went around his waist. Canting his head down, he gazed at the aperture of my thighs to grip his cock and guide it in.

He rubbed it once, twice over my slit.

‘So slick for me,’ he murmured.

‘You ready?’ he growled.

I nodded, unable to speak, as he eased inside me, and I moaned.

His thickness eased in, and I almost screamed at the exquisite sensation of his girth filling me.

I grabbed his upper arms, arching my back, hair falling to the pillow as I lifted my ass to take more of him in.

Jude groaned as I swirled my hips.

‘Fuck woman, so tight.’

I canted my pelvis and worked it, my knees crossing over his back as I lost myself in passion.

He was my love fantasy, and I never wanted to let him go.

My hands went into his long hair, pulling at it as my need ratcheted.

‘Harder, tesoro,’ I found myself moaning.

He chuckled. ‘Can you handle it?’

‘Try me.’

With a grunt, he drove hard, deep and fast into me.

‘Bellissimo,’ I breathed as my wet sleekness pulsated around him.

Our bodies locked into a rhythm that made the rest of the world vanish.

Jude’s touch glided over my hips, his fingers leaving tracks of fire on my skin as he pounded into me.

Each timbred groan from his chest triggered a soft moan in my throat, our breaths, lips, and hands tangling.

We rode a wave of heat that built until bliss broke over us, shattering every defense left in me.