Chapter 16
Chapter Sixteen
Kendall
Looking at Jude, with his blue eyes and his dark hair mussed, my belly did a little flip.
Now that I’d let myself view him in a sexual way, he was so handsome to my hormones that it bordered on ridiculous.
The Silver brothers looked remarkably similar, and all were handsome, objectively speaking.
But Jude, to me, was the only one who nearly lit me on fire inside.
He had a strong jaw, sharply angled cheekbones, and a bold nose.
I knew the scar on the side of his nose came from the time that he fell off his bike in high school and collided with a rock.
He’d ended up with two black eyes and lots of bruising on his nose after that.
He’d worn it as a badge of honor in high school.
I wondered how many scars he had on his body that I didn’t know about. I’d seen him shirtless before, but I’d always been careful not to look too closely, forcing my gaze to bounce away.
“I’m not trying to set the rules. It’s just…” He let out a ragged breath. “You mean a lot to me. I don’t want to rush this. And, I don’t want to fuck it up. I want to make sure it’s good for you. So, uh, how about we pause here?”
“Oh, no, you don’t,” I murmured.
I moved quickly, shifting closer and straddling his lap. As soon as I did, I realized just how aroused he was when I could feel the hard ridge of his thick length. And I was wet, so wet. It was all I could do not to grind my hips down over him.
Maybe I hadn’t been graced with an orgasm with another man, but that’s what vibrators were for, right? I shimmied my hips just enough to elicit a groan from him.
“Kendall…” His tone held a hint of warning.
“Jude,” I whispered. I cupped his face in my hands, staring into his eyes.
My emotions were like a rising tide. In this moment, as we looked at each other, this close physically, it felt as if something new came to life between us, filaments of emotion and connection binding us tighter and tighter together. We were kissing again, and I forgot about everything.
One of his hands slid up my back, landing between my shoulder blades as he brought me closer. When I rocked my hips over his, he nudged up slightly. I felt a sharp burst of pleasure. Finally, it felt as if we both surrendered to this.
Our kiss went wild, but I wanted more. I wanted to feel him against me. I knew he wasn’t going to push those boundaries, so I had to.
We broke apart, staring at each other. His cheeks were flushed, and I could feel the beat of his heart against mine.
I leaned back and swiftly unbuttoned my blouse, flicking the clasp on my bra before tossing everything behind me.
Jude nearly choked as he stared at me. My breasts bounced a little when I moved.
“Fuck, Kendall.”
“Well, you could do that,” I teased.
The gruff grumble of his chuckle was a touch distressed. “Not tonight.”
When he cupped my breasts and his thumbs dragged over my nipples, I let out a little whimper and cried out when I felt the hot shock of his mouth closing over a nipple. He teased one, and then the other. I was gasping and rocking my hips by the time he leaned back.
“Jude…” My voice broke.
“I know,” he rasped.
In this moment, I realized his experience mattered. He shifted me back off of his lap. Before I knew it, he eased my pants down around my ankles. His fingers teased over the wet fabric of my panties.
“Just a sec,” he murmured.
I cried out when his fingers teased into my wet folds. Restless, I lifted my hips, giving him a little assist as he dragged my panties down and away.
“Oh, sweetheart,” he breathed, dropping hot kisses on the insides of my thighs.
“Jude,” I begged. I cried out roughly when he brought his mouth to my sex as his fingers pumped into me, slow and teasing.
I thought I might just dissolve from the pleasure of it all. He kept stretching me with his fingers until I was panting, pleading, his name a chant on my lips.
Just when I thought I couldn’t bear it anymore, his teeth grazed lightly over my clit, giving a hint of suction. Pleasure exploded through me. My hips bucked as I shuddered roughly.
He stayed with me until I was limp and gasping. He slowly rose up to rest on the couch beside me. His big palm smoothed over the curve of my belly. I barely managed to open my eyes.
When I found his gaze waiting, my heart gave a rounding kick. When he brought his mouth to mine and kissed me, I tasted my own arousal there.
He lifted his head, smoothing my hair back from my forehead. “That’s it for tonight,” he said softly.
I was too sated and almost in shock at the pleasure to dispute the point.
“Are you leaving?” I asked a few breaths later.
Jude held my gaze for a long moment. “Do you want me to?”