When You're With Me (18 page)

The simple question goaded him into action. He smoothed Jude’s tank top over her head, allowing her breasts freedom. He knelt down in front of her partially nude body. Her nipples puckered in the cool air and his hot breath. She shivered as he tickled the tips with his tongue.

With a fresh conte crayon, he drew a heart over her left breast. Within the heart, he wrote his name. On her stomach, he drew a stick figure. It was supposed to be a baby, but he wasn’t the high-calibre artist she was.

Jude giggled. “What are you doing?”

“Claiming what’s mine and showing you my art.” Ramon grinned, pleased with his artistic rendering. He’d never known art products could be so kinky. Then again, it was probably that Jude was all the kink he needed. Jude sucked in a ragged breath and reached out for his body. Ramon loved that he could make her body react with genuine words of affection.

Jude slid the boxer shorts she’d commandeered from his top dresser drawer down to the floor. “What else do you want to create?”

Ramon licked his lips. “So much perfect skin and so many ideas.” He drew a sinewy line on the soft flesh of her inner thigh. “So little time to explore.” Instead of continuing the line to her other leg, he planted his face in her pussy. Jude puffed out a slow breath, letting him know she approved.

“Babe, you taste so sweet and hot,” he gasped.

Jude shifted her hips. “Your tongue should be insured,” she groaned and ran her fingers through his hair.

Ramon sucked at her clit, rolling his tongue along her sensitive folds. His hands smeared the chalky conte on her skin, heightening her arousal. Damn, he could come just listening to her.

“Ramon,” she gasped and reached out for stability. His assault on her clit increased. The moan came from deep in her throat. “Oohh.”

He continued to flick her sensitive core. She tasted like wine. “Yes, babe—come for me. Come all over me.”

“Yes,” Jude hissed. Her nails dug into his shoulders. Her head lolled back as the orgasm swept over her body. “Oh, yeah.”

A sweet sigh escaped her lips and spurred him on. He needed to hold her, so he guided her to the floor to rest. Could love get any better than this? He brushed her hair away from her face. “Satisfied?”

The ability to speak escaped her. Jude nodded and buried her face in his neck.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He cradled her limp body against his.

Love and sex got better and better every time. Jude rocked him to the core and stabilised his life. He could be her safe harbour and soft place to land. And now they had the rest of their lives to revel in each other.

A knock on the door interrupted any further exploration. They exchanged confused looks. Jude slid off his lap to retreat to the bedroom. Ramon wiped the chalk off his hands onto his jeans and stood to go answer the door.

“Just a minute.” Ramon wondered who could be on the other side. His stomach roiled with apprehension. By some evil stroke, it could easily be Carlie. Please God, not Carlie. He peeked through the peephole. Nothing. “I could swear someone…”

Ice flowed through his veins. Someone had been out there. Someone wanting to send a message. He clicked the deadbolt and the chain into place.
Fuck, fuck, fuck
.

“What’s wrong?” Jude called from the bedroom. “You’re talking to yourself again.”

“It’s nothing. Are you about ready?”

Jude locked the door. “I will be. Hold your horses.”

“I will torture you for this.” Ramon knocked on the bathroom door.
“
Long hours of torture with whatever I can find.”

“Yeah, right. I’m almost ready.”

“About time. You don’t have to doll yourself up a lot. I’d prefer naked,” he called and unbuttoned his shirt. In his mind, he pictured a myriad slinky negligees adorning Jude’s body. Blood rushed straight to his groin. “How about nothing but my hands covering your body? Or my dress shirt?”

“And ruin the surprise? One more minute.”

Ramon pressed his ear against the barrier. He could hear her humming an old Beatles song. Something about pleasing him… A smile curled his lips—he’d please her all night and all day too.

“Okay.”

The door clicked. Ramon ran his fingers through his hair to compose himself. He felt twice as nervous as he had back at the club. Jude muddled his brains with too much pleasure. He pushed open the barrier.

The soft glow of candlelight illuminated the room. Jude lay sprawled out on the bed, dressed in a red teddy with black lace covering her breasts. Dark curls cascaded down her shoulders and a single strand of pearls dipped into her cleavage. Black thigh-highs and stilettos complemented the look. “Come here.” She sat up. “I want to undress you.”

Ramon silently complied and stood before her. Jude could do whatever her heart desired.

Jude rose up on her knees. She smoothed the dress shirt away from his shoulders, letting it pool at his feet. Starting on his left nipple and working her way across, she sipped, feasted on his body. Jude hummed before tickling his pectoral muscles with her hot wet tongue. Heat and passion blazed through his veins.

Ramon ran his fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp and basking in her skilled assault. Jude leant back out of his grasp and tossed her hair over her shoulders. The gesture drove him wild.

Jude smoothed her hands down his arms. He hardly noticed when she reached around his waist and handcuffed his wrists together. He was too busy feeling and experiencing to notice or care.

She unzipped his trousers, letting them join the shirt on the floor. Dropping to her knees, she brushed her lips on his engorged cock. He shuddered, totally in heaven. He wanted her in his world forever.

As Ramon attempted to grasp for her once more, he realised his immobility. His nostrils flared and his sex soared. “Babe?”

She wanted to be in charge? Hell, yeah. He could share control with Jude. Ramon didn’t care as long as they both came away sated. Jude playfully tugged on the waistband of his boxers and he obediently followed her to the edge of their bed.

“I want to dance for you,” Jude purred.

If Ramon wasn’t hard before, her words sent him into another galaxy. “Yes,” he gasped as she stood up.

Jude turned around and tilted her head back. Her hands roamed her body, grazing over her breasts and between her thighs. Everything was done just out of his line of vision. Sweet torment. This was just like his wildest fantasy. No—it was better.

“Babe, turn so I can see you,” he pleaded. “I want to join you.”

He’d go off like a cannon if she didn’t. The steel between his legs shouldn’t have been able to get any harder, but somehow it did. She made it hurt so good.

Jude peeked over her shoulder and slipped one thin, red silk strap down. Jude licked then pursed her lips. “Do this?” She turned so he could watch her remove the lace from her breasts. Jude ran the strand of pearls across her tongue, mimicking her intended assault on his cock. “Or this?” Her eyes flashed with smouldering sexuality.

Dear God, he wanted to feel her lips against his skin. He needed her more than air. “Oh, babe.” His mouth watered. “Do everything, Jude.” Ramon gulped air in ragged breaths. Emotion clouded his mind, making it hard to think straight.

Sensing his impatience, Jude stepped forward enough to prop one foot up on the bed. At that angle, he could easily see that there was no crotch to her teddy. “Do you like what you see?”

Ramon came forward to rub his face against her breasts. Jude smelt like heaven—sweet, soft heaven. She knew she had him teetering on the ragged edge, so she backed away slightly. “Do you want to taste what you see?”

From somewhere deep in his throat, came the guttural reply. “Yes, I’m dying for a taste of you…”

Jude nodded and kissed the tip of her finger before sinking it deep into her folds. Instead of touching his lips with her satiny offering, she licked it off her fingers. He strained against the cuffs. Fantasies didn’t get hotter than this. Ramon’s body vibrated with need for her.

He nearly came just watching her. “You are one
sexy
tease. Jude, I love you.”

Leisurely she unbuttoned the front of the teddy. “Me? You love me?” Jude’s sugary sweet smile became instantly fiery and her lips parted. “Because I love you too. I’ve wanted to hear those words from you since the moment I met you.”

He could hear that for the rest of his life. His voice was thick and hoarse. Ramon couldn’t hold back, especially when he couldn’t hold Jude. “Babe, I can’t wait any longer.”

She nodded and pushed him back onto the bed. His boxer shorts barely concealed his heat. Gleeful greed filled Jude’s eyes. What would she do next? As long as it concerned him, Ramon didn’t care. His self-control was officially gone. All he wanted was her.

“Cuffs?”

Jude scampered to the head of the bed. “I’ll take care of it…eventually,” she whispered in his ear. Ramon’s shaft stood rigid, waiting for her attention.

Jude straddled his face and lowered her labia to his lips. Ramon lapped at her clit, intermittently switching between teasing and tormenting her core. His tongue mimicked sex, plunging deep into her canal.

Jude moaned and fumbled with the cuffs. “More work like that and I won’t be able to set you free,” she gasped and slid the silk boxers past his hips.

Jude’s soft lips seared Ramon to the core. She tasted sweet and tangy, like a woman should.

Ramon worked the catch on the cuffs and shifted to pluck her nipples with his newly freed hand. He slapped her bottom with his other hand, making a loud crack. “Yeah,” Jude moaned and ground her slit against his lips. “God, yeah.”

Her mouth plunged down onto his shaft, matching his rhythm between her legs with her own. Ramon felt her shudder as the orgasm ripped through her body. She crushed their bodies together for a deeper connection. “Oh, yeah.” Her pleasure spurred his need and he slapped her rump once more. Ride the ragged edge. “Come for me, babe. Let it go.”

His climax peaked shortly after hers and she greedily suckled his salty offering. Bliss, pure bliss. Jude’s body became putty in his hands.

Ramon slid down to stroke her face. “I’m glad you never did that at the club. I don’t want to think of any other man seeing you like I did.”

Jude kissed his inner thigh, running her tongue along the soft hairless patch. Ramon arched against her, trailing his fingers against her spine.

“For your eyes and hands only,” she murmured and met his mouth with a kiss.

He shifted to sit up and coaxed her onto his lap. Her teddy fell away from her body, leaving only the stockings and heels. Ramon’s mouth watered and he visually fondled every inch of her being. “Damn, that’s a beautiful look for you,” he said in a husky voice.

“I prefer you naked,” she said parroting his early suggestion.

Ramon licked along her sternum, intentionally ignoring her breasts.

Jude writhed in order to redirect his attention. “Touch me where I need you.”

He tickled her tight nipples by blowing warm breath across them. “I want to take my time.”

She screamed his name.

Take his time? Not at this rate. Ramon already had another erection.

Jude clasped his head to her breast. “Please.”

Ramon suckled deep. He was there and she was close. “Ready to go again?”

Jude nodded then groaned as he slipped two fingers into her sheath. “Yeah.”

He grasped her hips and guided her onto his engorged shaft. She jumped slightly as he filled her, becoming one. Her breasts rubbed against his bare chest and her fingers worked through his hair.

“I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now,” she whimpered. “Take me hard, Ramon. Now.”

With little effort, he flipped her over on the edge of the bed and plunged into her hot, slippery canal. “Babe, I want you too.”

Ramon slapped the tender flesh of her rump for a third time. He should’ve worried about unintentionally hurting her, rather than simply reaching orgasm, but Jude’s groans let him know how he turned her on.

Jude’s breathing hitched. “Ohh…God,” she squealed.

He reached around to capture her breasts in his hands, rolling and pinching her nipples between his deft fingers. Her muscles tightened around his cock as the second orgasm reached its full force. His breath became ragged. Fuck it. He had to tell her how he felt. “I love you, Jude.”

Her eyes widened. “You really do love me? Wow.”

“I do, babe. I love you.”

After a moment, she regained her focus and she gripped him tighter. “I love you, Ramon.” Jude arched her back and pressed into him, sending him deeper into her body. Her hips bucked against him. “Fill me, Ramon. I want to feel you in my soul.”

Ramon groaned and did as she asked. He collapsed against her back and kissed her neck. Jude sighed contentedly. “This is the best night of my life,” she gasped.

He shifted to her side and brushed her tangled hair from her face. He knew that he’d never been truly in love before Jude. Jude was the woman made just for him. “I mean it, love. You’re mine.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Ramon held her tight against his chest. Tension thicker than pea soup flooded the room. Things didn’t make sense. Did she cry because she was happy or shocked? It couldn’t be regret, could it?