Chapter Twenty-Eight
Jude
I carried Ever to her bedroom, her legs wrapped around my waist, our lips locked in a heated kiss.
The world outside disappeared as I kicked the door shut behind us, the sound of it closing echoed through the room.
I set her down on the bed, her body bouncing slightly on the soft mattress, and her dark hair fanning out around her like a halo.
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire and trust. I stood at the edge of the bed, taking a moment to appreciate the view.
Ever was a vision, her curves inviting and lush, her body a landscape of soft hills and valleys that I loved to explore.
Her plush hips and generous thighs were a testament to her femininity, and I loved every damn inch of her.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmured, my voice thick with desire. She blushed, a rosy hue spreading across her cheeks, but she didn’t look away. She trusted me, and that trust went straight to my head.
I stripped off my clothes quickly, my eyes never leaving hers. She watched me, her breath hitching as I stood naked before her, my cock hard and ready. I crawled onto the bed, stalking her like a predator, and she welcomed me with open arms.
Our bodies pressed together, skin against skin, and I reveled in the feel of her softness against my skin. I kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth, tasting her sweetness. Her hands roamed over my body, her touch igniting a fire within me.
I broke away from the kiss, trailing my lips down her neck, nipping and sucking at her sensitive skin.
She moaned softly, her body arching against mine, begging for more.
I continued my descent, my hands cupping her full breasts, my thumbs brushing against her hardened nipples.
She gasped, her back arching, pushing her breasts further into my hands.
“Jude,” she moaned, my name a plea on her lips. I loved the sound of it, the way she said it with such need and desperation. I pinched her nipples lightly, rolling them between my fingers, and she cried out, her body writhing beneath me.
I moved lower, my lips tracing a path down her stomach, my hands gripping her hips. I loved the feel of her soft flesh beneath my fingers, the way her body yielded to my touch. I kissed her hips, her thighs, my stubble scraping against her sensitive skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in my wake.
She spread her legs for me, inviting me in, and I accepted her invitation eagerly.
I buried my face between her thighs, my tongue finding her clit, circling and teasing until she was panting and moaning, her hips bucking against my mouth.
I slid two fingers inside her, her wetness coating them, and she cried out, her body clenching around me.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I growled, my voice vibrating against her sensitive flesh. She whimpered, her body trembling as I pumped my fingers in and out of her, my tongue working her clit in sync with my hand.
She was close, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. But I wasn’t ready for her to come yet. I wanted to be inside her, to feel her come around my cock. I pulled away, her protesting moan music to my ears.
“Turn over,” I commanded, my voice thick with desire.
She complied eagerly, rolling onto her stomach and pushing up onto her knees, presenting her ass to me like an offering.
Fuck, the view was incredible. Her plush hips and generous ass were a sight to behold, and I took a moment to appreciate the sheer perfection of her body.
I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh, and positioned myself at her entrance.
I rubbed the head of my cock against her wetness, coating myself in her wetness before slowly pushing inside her.
She moaned, her body stretching to accommodate me, and I gritted my teeth, the sensation of her tight heat around me almost too much to bear.
I began to move, my hips slapping against her ass, the sound of our flesh meeting filling the room.
I loved the view from this angle, the way her body jiggled and bounced with each thrust, the way her back arched, pushing her ass further against me.
I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers leaving indentations in her soft flesh, using her body as leverage to drive deeper, harder.
“Jude,” she moaned, my name a litany on her lips. “Oh God, Jude, please.”
“Please what, beautiful?” I growled, my voice thick with desire. “Tell me what you need.”
“Faster,” she begged, her voice breathless. “Please, go faster.”
I complied, my hips moving like a piston, my cock driving into her with reckless abandon. The sound of our flesh meeting filled the room. I could feel my climax building, the tingling at the base of my spine, but I wasn’t ready to come yet. I needed her to come with me.
“Come for me, Ever,” I commanded, my voice a harsh growl. “I need you to come for me, beautiful.”
She whimpered, her body trembling, her breath coming in short gasps. I reached around her, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing and circling, desperate to push her over the edge. Her body tensed, her muscles clenching around me, and I knew she was close.
“That’s it, beautiful,” I murmured, my voice encouraging. “Come for me, Ever. Let me feel you come around my cock.”
She cried out, her body convulsing, her muscles clamping down on me like a vice. The sensation pushed me over the edge, and I came with a roar, my cock pulsing, my release filling her. We moved together, our bodies shaking and trembling, riding the wave of our shared climax.
As we came down from the high, I slowed my thrusts, my body still moving inside her, drawing out the last of my cum.
I leaned over her, pressing my chest against her back, my lips finding her shoulder, kissing and nipping at her sensitive skin.
“You’re amazing,” I murmured, my voice soft and tender.
She turned her head, looking at me over her shoulder, a soft smile on her lips.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she replied, her voice breathless and sated. I chuckled, pressing a kiss to her lips before slowly pulling out of her, my body reluctant to leave the warmth of hers.
I rolled onto my side, pulling her with me, our bodies still entwined. She snuggled against me, her head resting on my chest, her breath warm against my skin. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, a sense of contentment washing over me.
This was what I had been missing, what I had been searching for. This connection, this intimacy, this feeling of completeness. Ever was everything I never knew I needed, and now that I had her, I was never letting her go.
“That was...incredible,” she murmured, her voice soft and dreamy.
I smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “You’re incredible,” I replied, my voice thick with emotion. She looked up at me, her eyes shining with unshed tears, and I felt a pang of concern. “What’s wrong, beautiful?”
She shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. “Nothing’s wrong. It’s just... I never thought this would happen. I never thought you would want me like this.”
I cupped her cheek, my thumb brushing against her soft skin. “Ever, I was just too stupid to see it. But now that I have you, I’m never letting you go.”
She smiled. “You’re not stupid, just a little slow on the uptake.”
“That sounds like a nice way to say stupid,” I chuckled.
“Oh, Jude,” she sighed. She snuggled against me, her body fitting perfectly against mine.
I held her close, my mind racing with thoughts of the future, of the life we could build together.
I had never felt this way before, this sense of rightness, of completeness.
And I knew, without a doubt, that Ever was the one for me.
We must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, the room was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun.
Ever was still nestled against me, her body warm and soft, her breath steady and even.
I pressed a kiss to her forehead, my arms tightening around her, a sense of contentment washing over me.
She stirred, her eyes fluttering open, a soft smile on her lips. “Hey,” she murmured, her voice sleepy and content.
“Hey,” I replied, my voice equally soft. She stretched, her body arching against mine, and I felt a stirring of desire. I would never get enough of this woman, of her body, of her.
She looked up at me, her eyes searching mine. “What are you thinking?” she asked, her voice curious.
I smiled, my thumb brushing against her cheek. “I’m thinking that I’m the luckiest man alive. That I have the most incredible woman in my arms, and I never want to let her go.”
Her smile widened, her eyes shining with happiness. “I’m pretty lucky too,” she replied, her voice soft. “I have the most incredible man in my bed, and I never want him to leave.”
I chuckled, rolling her onto her back, my body covering hers. “Thank God you never really gave up on me, beautiful.”
She laughed. “I guess I had faith in you that you would finally come around.”
I groaned and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I really am an idiot for missing out on this for so long.”
She smiled. “It just means we’ve got a lot of making up to do.”