Chapter 34 Jude
THIRTY-FOUR
JUDE
I want to savor her. I want to take away all the pain she has and fill it with my love.
She is the most beautiful woman, and our connection is mind blowing.
She swipes her tongue over my lips to nudge them open, and I follow her lead.
My hands slide down to her back and onto her ass.
That curvy ass of hers. My God. I grab it—hard.
“I’m glad you shared that with me,” she whispers into my mouth, and her hold on me tightens. She glides her hands up my back. The heat sears my skin as she drags her nails downward.
“I’m happy to share this moment with you.
” Her hands continue to send electricity through my body with each touch.
Blood rushes directly to my cock, making it hard and ready for her.
I want to adjust myself, but I’m not breaking away from her.
I know she feels it because she tilts her hips up and moans against my mouth.
That moan sends me over the edge. I’m making love to her tonight, and she will feel things that will be etched in her mind forever.
Mind. Body. Soul. To prove my point, I lift her up by her ass.
She wraps her legs around my waist, and I walk us over to the bed.
I’m going to show her how much I truly love her… with my body.
The room is lit by a small lamp in the corner.
It’s enough light to see her face. I want to see all of her when I make love to her tonight.
I pull her face closer to mine to savor her scent.
Vanilla mixes with her coconut shampoo and her arousal.
It brings me back to the beach when we sat under the stars.
She clings to me and starts biting my neck.
“Jude,” she murmurs. “I want you.”
That does me in. Her body hangs from mine as I carefully kneel on the bed.
I place her down gently with my body hovering over hers.
She slowly releases her legs from me. My body is over hers, and I slide my hand under her head.
Then, gliding my thumb over her bottom lip, I watch as she closes her eyes and moans.
More blood rushes to my cock, and I’m about to burst out of these pants.
“You can have all of me,” I say. Taking off her dress, I grab the hem and back away just enough to pull her up.
I place the dress on the nearby chair and take my pants and underwear off, leaving them on the floor.
She sits on the bed, staring at my cock.
That encourages me to lower myself on her.
I settle my lips on hers and grind in between her legs, which coaxes her to spread her legs wide.
“Then I want all of you.” Fuck, that’s hot. I reach down and slide her panties off. I lean back down and capture her lips with mine. The more I kiss her, the more she squirms under me. Kissing my way down to her tits, I skim over her pebbled nipples with my teeth and then bite down on them.
Her back arches off the bed and her tits beg to be touched.
Kneading them with my hands, I pull one of her nipples to my mouth, sucking on it and flicking it with my tongue.
The moaning spurs me on. I move to her other perky tit as I grind my erection over her hot pussy, knowing I’m hitting her clit when she grinds herself against me.
“Oh, Jude, now you’re teasing me.” She giggles.
I keep my hands on her tits as I trail kisses down to below her belly button. The tattoo on her hip catches my eye. I freeze when I read the words. My heart drops as I clench my teeth.
“Want to tell me about this?” I ask as my fingers trace the letters of the words Remembering You with a small heart—half blue and half pink.
She blows out a breath. “I got it freshman year after my counselor suggested I honor and pay tribute to the losses in my life…you and having the abortion.”
She swallows hard and covers her face. I wasn’t around to comfort her.
It was a loss for me too, but she went through a lot more than I did.
Her chin trembles, and tears are falling down her face.
I lean up and over her body to kiss them away.
I want to spend the rest of my life kissing all of her tears away.
This is a moment I will never forget. The two of us share a deep loss and hold each other to heal the wounds left behind.
“I’m here for you, and I want to take away all your pain,” I say. Knowing I had a part in all of her pain makes me sick to my stomach, and my heart feels like a vise is squeezing it.
She wraps her arms around my neck and hugs me tight. “Don’t let go,” she says, sniffling. “It was so hard after having the abortion and you weren’t there. I was so mad at you for just leaving,” she says as she cries into my neck. Her tears wet my shoulder.
“I’m so sorry for leaving you and not coming back when you told me you were pregnant. It was one of my biggest regrets. Faith, you have to know that.” Stroking her face, I lean in and hold my forehead to hers.
She nods but says nothing as her tears keep coming.
“I thought I would just get over it, but the newness of Utah wore off and things came crashing down on me. I had so much regret—leaving you, hurting you, imagining what you went through and not being there for you during it…” I say, choking up a bit as I try to finish, but silence takes over as we hold each other.
We’re finally comforting each other like we should have done years ago.
How could things have been different?
“Jude, it was awful. I thought about you and the baby every day for so long.” She tightens her grip on me. “Even now, the memory of that day is still there—even after all the therapy. The loss was deep, and it lingers to this day.”
“You are an amazing woman to have gone through all of it. I want to be here. I want us to heal together.”
I slowly lean up to look her in the eyes, seeing her hurt. Her sadness flickers through her eyes. Can she see I’m hurting, too? Carefully, I press my lips to hers. I love every single inch of this woman.
She pulls away, but only a fraction of an inch.
“I need you right now. Please,” she says.
The urge to pleasure her is unbearable. I move my attention downward and tease her clit. Her hips arch up—hard—against my mouth. The message is clear…she wants more.
“You like that?” I ask in a raspy voice. I’m unable to control myself as her arousal invades my nostrils. I stroke my shaft a few times, and then I suck on her clit and slide my two fingers in. She is soaking wet, and it entices me to keep moving them.
Her breath is ragged as I move my fingers slowly in and out of her and make circles on her clit with my thumb.
Feeling her body respond to me, I stroke myself, thinking about being inside of her.
I drag my tongue over her clit while she grinds her pussy against me.
Sucking in the sensitive bud, I swirl my tongue around it.
Her hips are moving with each thrust of my fingers. I curl them upward and she moans. “Oh, my…Jude. It feels…” She doesn’t finish as I move my tongue down to her entrance.
I throw her legs over my shoulders and slide my arms under her ass as I begin fucking her pussy with my tongue. I groan and my cock twitches. She grinds herself on my face, faster and faster as she fists the sheets, moaning and panting.
“Jude,” she says breathlessly.
As she grabs my head and holds it tight, she continues to rock her hips up to my face.
She screams and her body clenches, and then she convulses as she comes all over my face.
Coming down from the high, she continues to grind my face, getting every last bit of ecstasy out of her body.
She releases my head, and I come up for air with one last swipe of her clit.
She hits me on my shoulder for that one. “Hey,” she whines.
She tightens a hold on my head and brings me to her face. “That was…Wow!”
Then, with one swift movement, she shoves me to my back.