Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 71246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
I take long strides around to my side of the truck, get in, and turn it on. I have to get Jude away, at least to find out what the hell is going on.
We drive home in silence, and the pieces start falling into place. She gave up her virginity to me to get away. How bad must things have been for her to do that–just to get away? For her to get out of a marriage? Was she in a cult? Was she a religious fanatic? What did I even know about this girl? I have questions, and she needs to give me some answers.
As soon as the front door is shut behind us, I open my mouth to tell her I have questions, but she flips the script before I can.
Jude turns and pushes me against the front door and reaches for my belt loop to unbuckle my pants.
“No talking, just this, right now. I need you.”
I grasp both of her upper arms and firmly say, “No, Jude, no.”
“Yes, please. I need this. I need you,” she pleads, her small hands on my zipper, now lowering it, making my cock spring forward. There is something about her needing me that bad that makes me hot for her all over again. The fight in me is gone in an instant. I bury my hands in her hair and bring her mouth up as high as I can, pulling her up onto her tippy toes before I lean down to kiss her. She is so tiny, so frail, and so filled with power right now.
She’s intoxicating as fuck.
She kisses me back, moves her tongue into my mouth, and seems to know exactly what she wants. Her hands reach in my pants, under my boxers and grabs my cock as she moans into my mouth. I’m on fire. And she is matching me toe to toe.
The energy swirls around us as our heat flares and expands, layering itself one atop of the other until there is no seam between us. We are one raging fire. One ball of energy and light searing everything in our path. Burning the house down around our ears.
How long have I waited for this moment? How many aching nights did I wish for her to come back into my life, and now, here she is offering herself up to me and taking what she wants from my body. I’m always the top, but right now, I’ll have her any way she’ll take me. This is the woman that has reached in and wrapped herself around my psyche. This feels too right. And she is too fucking hot.
Her hands begin to stroke me up and down, but I realize that she doesn’t know how to do this, so it’s awkward and stilted. I save her by pulling her hands out and clasping them behind her back with my left hand while my right mauls her chest. She moans and throws her head back, and I need my mouth on her. But she is so tiny, that standing up I will never get there.
Falling to my knees, I watch her as she whips off her top and bra while I lower her pants as fast as I can get them off of her. Putting my mouth there. At the core of her apex. I need to taste her. I need her to know how much she means to me already. I need her to stand here and take this. Her hands bury themselves in my hair as she rises against my tongue.
I glance up, and she is beet red, not accustomed to this. This is the first time any man has had her in their mouth. I bathe her core, licking every bit of her juices. Flicking my tongue and then backing off, making her gasp, making her want me as much as I want her.
But soon, that is not enough. I need more.
Taking her hands by the wrists, I pin them behind her back again, cupping her bottom on either side while holding her wrists at the same time as I drive my tongue upward and into her. I release her hands and bring mine around and between her legs to open them further, forcing her thighs apart to rest on each of my upper arms as I open her fully to my mouth. I press my hands up to hold her back and leverage that position to lower her down to the floor.
I need her to come in my mouth. I need to know that she will give me this. I need to know that she wants it that much.
Her hands grasp my hair again, and I let her have it. I let her push my face into her. I let her buck her hips against my mouth. Driving and groaning and crying out until the last cry, and that is when I feel her wetness soak me. I feel her release, my eyes watching hers. And I see the tears form and fall out of the sides of her eyes.