Desperate Valentine (St. Valentines)

8. Chapter 8

Chapter 8

“ I f you insist,” I hiss through tightly clenched teeth.

I bring my hand down, grazing the inside of my thigh with my fingertips. Letting out a soft whimper, I trail them over my clit and close my eyes.

Sucking in a shaky breath, I try to think about anything but the fact that I’m basically putting on a show for Jude. Completely vulnerable and at the mercy of this gorgeous, arrogant, unhinged man.

I’m sure he can see how rapid my breathing has become.

“Eyes on me, little leopard,” Jude groans, snapping me out of the disassociating trance I was falling into.

His bold, coppery eyes are glowing beneath the headlamp, making my heart beat even faster.

I attempt one more time to close my eyes, but within seconds, I hear him shuffle toward me.

“Do I have to help you focus?” He breathes onto my neck again, causing my eyes to shoot back open.

“Jude, please,” I plead desperately.

“As much as I like hearing you beg, I think we both know how this is gonna go,” he moans, pinning me to the pen behind me. “Look at you, speechless for once.”

My knees go weak when he starts to trail his red, glistening fingers down my stomach. Deep down, I know how wrong this is. I know I should have stopped this before it went so far. I just don’t want to.

“What if someone walks in?” I whisper.

“They can watch.” He reaches behind me, grabbing the back of my legs and hoisting me up onto the ledge of the pen.

“Jude!” I shriek, terrified of the fact that I could fall backwards at any second.

Next thing I know, he swings my legs up over his shoulders and flashes me a sadistic smile before diving his face between my legs.

His grip on my ass tightens as he wraps his mouth around my clit, sucking so hard from the very start that I let out a loud squeal.

“Oh my fucking god!” I whimper, gripping his hair as I ride the high.

The very second I’m about to come, he lifts me off the ledge and lowers me onto his cock.

“Fuuuck, this cunt is magical.” He breathes out, lowering his head to watch himself slide in and out of me.

I wrap my arms around his neck as he picks up speed, impaling me with every thrust.

“Oh god, right there—fuuuck!” I come so hard around his cock that it makes me dig my nails into his neck.

“That’s it, baby, come all over my cock.” He holds himself balls deep inside me as my pussy grips every inch of him.

I whimper as he pulls out and guides me to my knees. I open my mouth, looking up at him with a smile, waiting for him to come down my throat.

With one hand around my throat, he pushes his cock past my lips and all the way to the back of my throat, warmth filling my mouth in seconds as he tightens his grip around the sides of my neck.

“Fuck yeah, open that pretty mouth so I can see.” He growls as he pulls back, his cock popping out of my mouth.

I open my mouth wide, sticking my cum covered tongue out for him, allowing a little to escape my mouth and roll down between my breasts.

“Good girl, now swallow for me.”

I swallow, sticking out my tongue once again to prove that it’s gone. His moans of approval send shivers down my spine.

“You’re fucking dangerous, little leopard.” He laughs, slapping the side of my face lightly with his fingertips.

I can just imagine the things this man is capable of doing to my body.

***

By the time we get back out to the truck, I’m exhausted. I just want to curl up in a blanket, and be lazy with a hot cup of cocoa. Everything is happening faster than I can begin to understand. I know better than to let my emotions take over, but Jude is different. He’s some sort of exception and I have no idea why.

I just can’t stay away from him.

“You okay?” Jude asks, interrupting my chaotic thoughts.

I clear my throat, reaching for the bottle of water in the cup holder. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just really tired,” I murmur.

“I’m sorry about that,” he grins.

“Yeah, sure you are.”

“So, what should we do next?” he asks as he makes the turn onto the highway.

“Sleep.”

“What makes you think that I’m done with you yet?” His hand wanders across the front seat, grazing my upper thigh just enough to cause a dull ache to form between my legs.

“How about…you let me shower, then sleep for a while and you’ll get to do whatever you want to me after?” I tease.

“Hmm. Be careful with that, little leopard. That was just a taste of the things I plan on doing to you,” he warns, making my body quiver in response.

I squeeze my thighs together, hoping to relieve the pressure that’s quickly building but it only makes it worse.

“You’re so tense, Veronica,” he groans, pulling my legs apart. “Is there anything I can do to help?” His hand moves upward until his fingers are just barely grazing my pussy.

I shift toward him, angling my hips as he slides two fingers inside me, his eyes still glued to the road as he starts to aggressively thrust them in and out of me.

“Oh fuck, right there!” I squeal as he curls his fingers upward, his thumb is pressed against my clit.

“You’re fucking soaked,” he moans, adding a third finger.

I grip the edge of the seat and allow myself to give in to the euphoria hitting me. Tears form in the corners of my eyes as he keeps a steady rhythm, working his fingers into me as deep as they’ll go.

I keep my eyes focused on him, mesmerized by the fact that he hasn’t taken his off the road this entire time.

Next thing I know, we pull into his driveway, but he doesn’t stop. As he parks the truck, he leans over and dives his face between my legs. His fingers remain curled inside me, pressing firmly against my g-spot.

“I’m gonna come!” I cry out, desperate for a release.

He hums against me in response before he sucks my clit into his mouth, grazing his teeth over the swollen bud as I fall apart. My hold on the edge of the seat is so tight, my fingers are going numb.

“F-fuuuck!” My squeal echoes off the inside of the truck as I come hard into his mouth.

Before I can even register what just happened, he brings his head up, parting my lips with his finger and spits my juices into my mouth.

“Swallow, little leopard,” he groans, licking his bottom lip as I close my mouth.

I can’t believe he just did that.

“You’re such a perfect little slut for me,” he says, pulling my skirt down to an acceptable level for me as I catch my breath.

“Do you say that to all of your little sluts?” I ask.

“No, just you.” He winks before opening his door to hop out of the truck.

“I feel so special, even though you’re clearly lying through your damn teeth.” I laugh, with only a hint of sarcasm in my tone.

The second we get through the door, Jude picks me up bridal style and carries me off to his bathroom.

As soon as he’s done running a bath for me, he turns and starts removing my clothes, kissing each part of me as he uncovers it.

“You have no idea how fucking beautiful you are, do you?” he moans, bending to gently kiss each one of my breasts.

His gentle side is comforting. Though, a part of me is still wondering why I’ve given into this man after spending just a couple days with him.

Both of us are running high on adrenaline at this point. Is this just our way of relieving the stress? The last thing I need is to be falling in love with a villain. Not to mention, I have far too big of a mouth to be tolerated by someone for the long haul. If he thinks I’m mouthy now, he has not idea whats coming to him.