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He traces a thumb over my jawline and I can’t help but whimper. I’ve wanted this for so long. His firm hand on my hip feels forbidden. Wrong in a way, yet so right.
A tiny movement and he has my robe in a puddle at my feet. Low rumbling thunder vibrates against the windows, and I feel it deep inside me. Like my inner beast stretching, coming alive, roaring under this man’s heated touch.
My body is on full display for one of the world’s most desirable men, and he is looking at me as though I’m a goddess before him.
He lowers his heavy weight to the edge of the couch and the lower he goes the lower his hands fall. Over the ample curve of my breasts, down the dip of my waist until they come to settle on my hips. There he tightens his fingers, and I groan at the way his hold is so possessive. The burn of each finger against my flesh makes the tight nub between my folds throb with need.
His breath is hot against my stomach. With a hand behind my knee, he pulls a foot up to rest on the couch beside him. Standing like this I’m wide open, my wetness for him no longer a secret.
His fingers lightly skim my ankles, calves, and knees. He continues up my thighs, and I widen my stance, but his fingers keep moving over my belly and up to my breasts. My nipples harden under his gaze. I feel a yearning deep inside me. I swear I’m about to faint from want for this man, but he’s moving slowly so I take his lead and let him drink in his fill.
“I want to make you mine. But this has to be a secret between us then everything goes back to normal after the weekend.” His voice is controlled. His lovely mouth pulled into a tight, grim line.
“Tell me what to do.” I reach out brushing the soft pad of my thumb over his lips and moan when he sucks it into the heat of his mouth. His powerful tongue makes me shiver because I want him licking me everywhere, especially between my legs. Inside me feels hot and feverish. I want to do anything that will soothe this feverish ache.
Spread wide, I glide the tips of my fingers down my stomach and bury two between my sticky, wet folds.
“Ah!” I gasp from the sheer shock of finally being touched, even if by my own hand. “Do you want to see how I touch myself when I think of you, Jude? Will that make this easier for you?” I can’t believe I am saying something so intensely private, but we both need something to give us a final push.
Ever so slowly, I swirl my fingers around my tight bud. My whole body shakes and my knees grow weak.
There is something about the dark house with just the two of us that makes it seem like we are the only two people in the world.
His hands slide over the curves of my ass and I’m suddenly pulled into his lap, my legs pinned wide open. “No,” he commands, those dark eyes of his serious and full of intent. “I’ll take care of every moment of pleasure you have this weekend myself.” His grip is firm and I’m instantly wetter than I’ve ever been.
Holding my gaze, he takes my hand in his and licks my fingers clean of my girl cum.
He leans forward, running a tongue around one nipple, and I gasp loudly. It feels like heaven as I arch against him. My moans echo off the domed glass ceiling, and I quickly quiet them out of habit. Placing my hands on the side of my breasts, I push the ample weight together, offering myself to him.
Jude stops sucking, and I give a mewl of frustration. “I want your every sound. Don’t hold anything back from me.” He stands up with me in his arms and my robe belt in hand. “Do you trust me?”
My eyes are transfixed by the belt. I give a nod. I want Jude to tie me up more than I’ve wanted anything in my life. In my mind, I am already his.
He holds me tightly, his hands firmly on my ass as he leads us upstairs to his room. Lila and I have twin beds in her room at one end of the hall on the second floor. His room is at the other end. I peeked into his room before and imagined all sorts of ways he could pleasure me on his king bed.
He places me on the end of the bed and steps back to light a hurricane lamp, the light a soft glow.
“Do we need that?” I prefer the darkness, and somehow, it makes me feel daring.
He rumbles a low chuckle, eyes hooded. “I want to see every inch of you when you come for me so yes, we need that, baby.”
I swallow my nerves. The last part of that sure sounds good to me.
His room has a wall of windows facing the ocean. The curtains are open to reveal the ongoing storm beyond; the light from the lamp reflects off the black windows.
He holds out a hand and I take it. “On your knees in the middle of the bed, sweetheart. Turn away from me and bend over. Show me what I’m about to claim.” His eyes stay on me as he starts unbuttoning his shirt. Inch by inch he reveals deeply tanned skin and a perfectly chiseled physique.
The heat of his gaze sears me to the bed as I comply with his gritty command.
It is now or never. I lower my head to the bed and arch my back, pushing my ass into the air. I am utterly exposed in this position. Part of me is screaming what the fuck am I doing? And yet a deeper part is desperate to be understood for who I am.
I feel the bed depress as Jude joins me. He brushes my hair off my back so that it falls forward over my shoulders. He runs a fingertip down the ridges of my spine.
“Beautiful girl,” he whispers as his hands round over the globes of my ass. “Do you want me to spank your lovely ass?”
“Yes,” I admit eagerly as he strokes over my exposed skin.
But instead of his large hand on my ass, he flips me over, making me gasp. I land on my back in the center of the bed. He is over me in a flash, pinning my wrists over my head with one of his hands.
