Jude's Salvation: This Love Series (5 page)

Me: Mariana, I’m spending the night at the Wiltshire Hotel Room 616 with Jude. He promises to behave I just don’t know if I can. I’ll text you in the morning. Let me know what the plans are. Thanks, love you all.

Her: I know it’s been awhile for you, what since Tyler, that was over a year ago, wasn’t it? Just play safe, no babies, no itchy bumps on your pink parts. I’ll text you in the morning. Did you tell Jude you might have a nightmare? He should at least be warned.

Me: Wow, way to ruin a mood Mariana.

Her: Love you too, we all do.

I close my phone, knowing she was just being the voice of reason. I decide to forget about the nightmares, at least for tonight. Her other comments make me nervous. I’ve been on the pill for years now, but the mention of itchy pink parts has me feeling more cautious. Jude could be a player. He could have a different chick every weekend. How would I know if he has something? I start to consider going back to the hostel again until he stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I can feel his body heat on my back and it feels good, so right and comforting. His plants a few soft kisses on my neck almost causing my legs to turn to jelly. I lean back into him slightly for support. How does he do that?

“
I’m so happy you’re here with me,” he breathes just above my ear, kissing me again. My skin tingles, butterflies dance in my belly. Butterflies? Yes, I have butterflies and love at first sight, or sound. I mean it was his voice I first fell in love with and maybe a bit of lust too. Okay a lot of lust. I turn to him, a smile on my face.

"I'm happy to be here with you," I reply honestly. I don't really know much about him, this smart yet unbelievably sexy guy that makes me shake. I just have to forget about the distance between us and the brief amount of time we have left. I need to be here, in this moment now, taking all I can from him. If he can admit to being selfish than so can I.

He takes my hands locking our fingers together and edging me closer to his body. We are almost chest to chest, although he is about four inches taller than me and I’m in heels. I can feel his warmth already. I am putty in his hands. He kisses me, slowly savoring my lips. I whimper very quietly but he hears, a slight grin forming before his teeth graze my bottom lip. His kiss goes deeper when I gasp. He did that on purpose opening my mouth more for him, I would have willingly. His exploration of me is slow and agonizingly seductive. I can feel every part of me coming alive in his embrace. My hands run up his shoulders and around his neck, drawing him closer to me. Touching him is even better than I had fantasized about all day yesterday. He knows what he is doing to me. I can feel his hands run down my ribs and wrap around my waist, brushing me up against his hard body. I moan quietly, more inward when he pulls away from my lips, his hands sliding to my hips. Both of us breathing in shallow breaths, feeling overwhelmed I glance back up to him wondering why he stopped. He takes my hands in his again and rests his forehead against mine.

"I need to slow down or stop because I swear I won't be able to behave if I taste you any longer," he tells me in a husky, deeper voice. His words sent shivers across my skin. His voice turns my insides into a swirling frenzy as I realize he's letting me control how far we go. I have already decided that I will have him tonight. My gaze runs up from our joined hands, to his broad chest, till I'm looking up at his perfect lips, I'm sure he can see the longing in my eyes.

“
Jude, I don’t want you to behave. I want you, all of you for as long as I can have you,” I tell him, more brazen than I’ve ever been in my life. He doesn’t respond at first. I think he may be surprised and most certainly turned on. He’s holding me so close I can feel his hard length against my stomach. My thin shirt isn’t hiding his heat. I need him. I take a deep breath, waiting for him to respond to me. I’m worried he might actually deny us both this pleasure. His eyes close briefly and he releases my hands. I inhale sharply when he grips my hips then pulls me up against him. His lips brushing mine softly, then he speaks. My knees weaken.

“
I need you in the bed, naked, now,” he orders, his voice commanding and I obey immediately. I can’t help but shiver in anticipation. No man has ever spoken to me like this before and I am so turned on.  My body tingling and my skin is hot as I unzip my dress, sliding it to the floor. I stretch out on his bed, feeling the soft, silky duvet below me. He enters the room, dimming the lights then stands at the edge of the bed. His shirt is off and his dress pants are hanging low under his sculpted abs. I can’t make out the tattoos on his shoulder and arm, the lights are too dim now. An ugly scar under his ribs catches my attention for a moment, his only imperfection. I can’t help but stare at him. I desire him even more. Seeing his darker side should frighten me but it doesn’t. I begin to sit up, wanting to touch him when he steps back. His eyes set on mine. He almost grins then looks serious again.

“
I said naked, all of it, off,” he orders again, waving his pointed finger up and down my body. Sliding to the edge of the bed, I roll my stockings down and then with shaking hands I unclasp my bra. Dangling it with one finger I let it fall to the floor. I sit there looking up into his hooded eyes, knowing my panties are all that’s left. His head slowly nods, encouraging me to follow his command. I stand in front of him. My fingers wrap around the lace, feeling vulnerable although incredibly aroused I slide them off. Once around my ankles I step out of them. He’s so close but not touching me. I swallow,  watching him as he kneels down in front of me. He picks up my panties and lifts them to his lips, he seems to be inhaling and I tighten my thighs together, the gesture small but very erotic. Throwing them over his shoulder, his hands suddenly grip my thighs. His eyes begin to lower from my chest going down my body until he’s looking at me in my most vulnerable place. His eyes level with my aching, throbbing pussy. I haven’t been with a man in over a year and right now, I need it. I need him.

One of his hands taps my inner thigh, silently commanding me to spread my legs apart. I am so excited, I can feel moisture dripping slowly down my thigh but I obey him. I would do anything he asked in this moment. Craving his touch is almost more than I can handle. I consider begging him to hurry. He’s tormenting me with the wait. My eyes close when I feel a warm soft kiss on my inner thigh. A whimper escapes my lips. A kiss has never felt so good.

“
Please Jude,” I whisper. He looks up, an incredibly sexy grin on his face.
He knows the anticipation of his touch is making me so wet and needy.

“
Please what, Eden?” he asks. He’s going to make me say it.

“
Please touch me, I need you," I whisper again, begging him. My voice sounding foreign to me. He seems pleased with my response. His eyes look up at mine and I gasp when his long, probing fingers enter me, spreading me for him. His tongue is warm and soft as it grazes over my exposed skin. My hands reach for his hair, gripping him, unconsciously moving him closer as my legs begin to shake. He knows exactly where to touch me and his pressure is perfect. Within minutes I feel myself building. It’s been so long since a man has touched me and never with this much talent.

“
Oh, Jude, please, I’m so close,” I moan, my breaths short and rapid. I’m left cold and surprised when he stands, releasing me. I can't look away from him unbuckling his belt and lowering his pants. He quickly pulls down his black silk boxers and I can’t help but stare, my eyes widening at his length and girth. The man is definitely well endowed. I move to touch him, fascinated with every inch of him but he quickly grabs my wrists and walks me back to the bed. The backs of my knees hit the mattress and he lowers me down, moving me across the silky sheets until he can settle himself over me.

“
You were saying you’re close, I plan on bringing you over the edge baby, are you ready for me,” he asks as he rolls on a condom. His words cause me to grind my hips against him.

“
I'm ready for you,” I tell him, pleading for him to give me the release I so desperately need. My hands slide down from his shoulders, down his back and grip his firm, perfect ass. The man is complete perfection. His skin feels warm and smooth under my hands, I can’t let go of him. I arch my back when I feel his fingers enter me again, moving in and out, spreading my moisture to my clit, he presses down while sliding two fingers inside, his lips kissing me, his tongue moving over mine. I cry out in his mouth as the first waves of my orgasm rip through me. He doesn’t relent in his attentions, his fingers slide out and his hard ridged cock circles my entrance before he rocks into me. I think he’s going to be too gentle and I’m about to tell him not to hold back when he surprises me. He slams into me, my back arches more. He grips my hips with his hands and pulls me closer with each hard, fast thrust. My mind has left my body, all I can do is feel. Shocks, electricity, fireworks are flaring through me. I’m surprised that I’m building again. His fingers grip my hips tighter as he holds me up against him. I meet him with each deep thrust. I feel so full and stretched around him. His lips land on mine again and I kiss him back, the clash of our teeth, the suck of his lip, I can’t seem to get enough of him.

“
Oh God, Jude, I’m coming again, yes, please don’t stop,” I cry out, meeting each of his fast, pounding thrusts, our bodies sweaty and moving. Our breathing is quick and heavy. My head falls back as I cry out his name, transcending into a complete state of ecstasy.

“
Jude,” I gasp for air, moaning as the second orgasm washes over me. He slides his fingers across and down on my clit, the pressure perfect causing all my muscles to tighten. Closing my eyes I savor the last waves running through me. He lifts my hips once more and thrusts a few more times before he throws his head back and stills, a rumble rising up through his chest and he cries out his release. I have never seen a man orgasm so erotically in my life. I could watch him do that everyday and never be less amazed. He releases my hips and drops his body over mine. He’s breathing heavy and his heart is racing. He quickly removes his condom and wraps it in a Kleenex before turning back to me. I run my fingers through his hair, kissing his forehead. He moves off me to his side, turning me with him. I lay beside him, chest to chest. His hooded eyes rise slowly to mine and his sexy grin returns. I kiss it quickly. I can’t stop touching him. His hand still rests on my hip, his other under his pillow, holding him up a little. I rest my head on my pillow, my fingers still trailing his jaw, his collarbone I want to memorize everything about him.

“
I am so happy you didn’t insist that I behave,” he smiles. I laugh quietly then crawl on top of him. He lies down on his back and I rest my knees on either side of his hips, kissing his chest. Straddling him naked like this is turning me on again and I can feel his hardness returning.

“
Too soon,” I moan, still feeling a little sore after his pounding.

“
I want you over and over again Eden,” his voice deep and full of lust. My lips find his and he kisses me deeply. I can still taste a little of myself on him and for some reason that makes me kiss him harder. I have never had sex more than once in a night before but with him, I don’t want to stop. My hips begin to grind against him and I can feel him fully aroused again. He flips me back and spreads my legs. He leaves little kisses on the insides of my thighs, then he draws my knees back and I feel so exposed to him. His grin returns as he looks up at me.

“
So wet again baby, yum,” he teases, his fingers circling me and my legs shake. As soon as he delves inside I begin to squirm. I am so hot for his touches I feel as though I could come already. His tongue licks my nub before his lips wrap around it and he begins to suck. I have never felt anything like it before. My hands grab his hair and I pull him down on me harder. My hips gyrate into him when he enters me, one finger in my wet slick pussy and another takes some of my wetness and begins to move in and out of my other hole. I have never been with a guy that has touched me there. I can’t tell him to stop because my body is letting him in. He moves faster, in and out of me. The feeling is almost too much. I should have known he would be just as intense in bed too. He continues to suck on my clit, his strong, long fingers in and out of my body, I grip the sheets and cry out when another orgasm spreads through my body. I’m shaking and moaning, as I watch him place a fresh condom on. He flips me over onto my stomach and raises my hips. I balance on all fours while he pounds into my clenching pussy. With every entry I tighten around him.

“
You feel so fucking good baby,” he groans, that rumble building in his chest. He fists my hair and pulls my head back. The pain brief as the excitement and pleasure builds through me. He slaps my ass with his other hand then pounds further inside me, deeper with each thrust until I’m shocked to feel my fourth orgasm of the night burst out of me. I’m so wet I can feel it sliding down my leg. He shouts as he comes again, he doesn’t still this time, he thrusts hard through it.

“
Oh baby, you’re killing me,” he groans as he flops onto his back on the bed. I lay beside him, staring up at the ceiling. Stars fly around my head as I try and catch my breath.

“
Wow,” I pant.

“
Are you okay baby, I wasn’t too rough was I. Please tell me I didn’t hurt you,” he asks, his hand finding mine.