Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
He focused on my outer lips, moving slowly to toy with the inner. His tongue was maddeningly soft.
“Judas,” I groaned in frustration, raising my hips as much as I could.
He shoved me back down and buried his face between my legs, finally adding pressure and giving my clit attention.
I clenched my teeth in an attempt to silence the endless barrage of moans coming from my chest. It didn’t take him long to get me close, and right when I was at the edge he stopped and moved away, leaving a ball of tension wound too tightly.
“Judas,” I growled at him this time.
He laughed and positioned himself back between my legs. “You need to learn to be patient, bella. I’ll always give you what you need.”
I wish I had a snappy retort ready to fly but when he ran the head of his dick through my arousal, it didn’t matter what he had to say anymore. I no longer wanted to hear him speak I just needed him to fuck me.
It was more than the physical. Mentally I was a mess and hadn’t come close to fully processing everything that occurred in the last forty-eight hours but when it came to Judas and sex, I needed it to happen.
It didn’t matter that I was sore from everything we’d done in this very bad a short time ago.
“Shirt,” I rasped.
It was gone within the next second, sailing across the room and landing somewhere on his floor. I couldn’t see him clearly because of the lack of light, but it was nearly impossible to miss the outline of his incredible body.
He took hold of his dick and aligned himself with where he needed to be before spreading me so wide it hurt, hooking my legs over his forearms. I felt him move, pushing inside me with one roll of his hips. I shut my eyes, expelling a breathy moan at the delicious stinging sensation, how he felt too big to fit.
“Open your eyes,” he stilled and demanded.
I didn’t know how he could tell they were closed.
I immediately did as he said, finding him staring down at me. He withdrew and thrust back in, harder, forcing his dick deeper, stealing a gasp from my lungs.
“You always feel so good,” he stated with a contented sigh.
My pussy clenched, barely adjusting before he began to do exactly what I needed him to. It took less than four pumps before the tension he’d created burst. I cried out as pleasure went coursing through my entire body.
Judas made a sound between a grunt and a growl, fucking me through the orgasm, hard and relentlessly. His thrusts and tempo never changed but it felt like he was going deeper and deeper, hitting every sweet spot I had. A squelching sound accompanied the slapping of skin that served as background noises to the sounds coming from my mouth.
I could feel my juices soaking him, running down his dick and balls, making a mess of the sheets.
My hands felt all over the parts of him that I could reach, captivated by the way his muscles flexed and the dampness of his soft, warm skin.
He felt so good.
My body began to tense, my lower stomach dipping as my breathing grew choppy.
I was going to come.
“Judas,” I whimpered, digging my nails into his wrists. “Harder.”
He stopped only long enough to reposition himself and grab hold of my throat. His thrusts were rougher, but no less calculated. He was so deep inside me it felt as if we could meld together. I came with a strangled cry of his name on my lips, shuddering as I reached a higher climax than the one before.
He didn’t slow, fucking me through my pleasure to find his release. My pussy was still contracting around his dick when he buried himself to the hilt and came inside me with a soft curse and guttural groan. His fingers flexed around my throat so hard that I winced.
Unable to suppress another moan from the array of sensations my hands found a way to his face, and then into his head of thick, silky hair. I pulled his mouth back to mine. He let go of my throat but stayed inside me, returning the kiss with a carnal edge I couldn’t get enough of.
Hours could have gone by with us entangled like this. I was consumed in everything Judas, blocking out the world and my problems until I had no choice but to face them. I hated that one of them was the beautiful boy I was underneath right now. The same boy that my hands were back to freely roaming over.
When he finally pulled away it was with heavy a sigh. That was a rarity for the notoriously impassive Judas Barron. I wondered if like me, he didn’t want to go face the world. I wasn’t going to ask, and he would never explain.