Chapter 25 – Jude
Chapter Twenty-Five
JUDE
Don’t come, don’t come, don’t come.
Mabel’s mouth is heaven. And, Jesus Christ, her tongue.
Do. Not. Come.
A groan tears through my chest, I want this to last forever but ho-ly shit, I’m already so damn close.
I’m equal parts elated and devastated when Mabel’s mouth releases my length with a pop.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m not going to be responsible for what happens to this cock, Muscles.
” Mabel stands, one hand still circling around the base of my dick causing me to hiss out a breath.
My hands itch to toss this siren over my shoulder and take her on every surface of this cabin but, no.
Mabel’s in charge.
She jerks me in slow caressing strokes and I almost bite a hole through my lip. “Come on, Muscles. We need to clean up.” Mabel’s hand releases me and my cock slaps against my t-shirt covered stomach.
Mabel’s walking towards the main level bathroom and I’m shuffling after her like a puppy. Shuffling because my damn pants are still trapped on my thighs. I’m sure I look ridiculous.
Do I care?
Not in the slightest.
Once I make it into the tiled room with my siren, I quickly shuck off my bottoms kicking them into the corner with my boots. “Good boy.” Mabel croons, drawing my full attention. I still have my shirt on but I could give a fuck.
Mabel stands in front of the shower naked as the day she was born, her chocolate hair is no longer in a bun but now falling in waves with strands drawing my eyes to her puckered nipples. I take a moment to take in the rest of her tempting body.
Mabel is slightly pear shaped, wide hips and thick thighs I want to wear as earmuffs for the rest of my life.
Shorter than me, who isn’t, but the perfect height to tuck her head into the crook of my neck while our bodies are pressed together and enough softness wrapped around her body to make her the safest place to land every night.
“Jesus Christ, Trouble. Are you trying to kill me?” I rumble, soaking in her freckled skin. I wet my bottom lip and step towards the woman of my dreams.
“Perhaps. Or maybe I’m just more into this than you are.” She’s trying to make it sound like a joke but I can hear the worry she’s trying to hide.
Yeah, no. That’s not going to stand.
I reach behind me, grabbing the neck of my shirt and yank the useless scrap of fabric off my body.
“There ain’t no way, Trouble.” I close the distance between us, pulling her soft body against mine.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.
How long I’ve wanted you.” A small gasp escapes her mouth when our naked bodies slap together and I can’t stop myself.
I lean down, crashing my mouth against hers, taking control if only to momentarily show her that she may have started this but I’m more than prepared to finish it.
My arms circle her warm body, one hand threading through her glossy strands-cradling her head. I palm her ass cheek with my other hand and I can’t help the groan that rumbles out of my chest. I feel Mabel’s lips pull into a smile against my mouth.
“Get in the shower, Muscles.” Mabel’s hands drop from my sides as she steps away from me, holding her arm out and gestures for me to step into the hot water. “So obedient.”
How little she knows.
I’d get on all fours and bark if she asked, but I only give her a hum in response. I don’t think this is the moment that would be the most appropriate to share everything I’d let her do to or with me.
At least not yet.
Watching water slide down Mabel’s body makes my already steely length twitch and drip pre-cum. Honestly, drip might not even be the appropriate descriptor. I’m so turned on it feels like my dick’s a faucet, ready to give everything in my balls to the siren in front of me.
Her voice has taken on a raspy quality as she asks me, “You gonna let me have my way with you, Muscles?”
“God, yes.”
My words are a groan because her hands are on me again and she’s sinking to her knees to lick at the head of my dick like it’s her favorite flavor of ice cream.
“Fuck. You’re gonna embarrass me with that mouth.
” My hands slaps out, bracing some of my weight against the shower wall.
Mabel seems to take my words as a challenge, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks me down even farther.
I can feel the tip of my dick bumping against the back of her throat.
This woman.
For a moment, I just feel everything she’s doing to me.
Keeping my gaze locked on her as she takes all of me in her hot little mouth.
Her eyes are liquid pools of heat as I see an idea flicker.
She’d been working hands-free but suddenly she’s tugging on my balls and I can feel my orgasm building, I have to grit my teeth to keep myself from spilling in her mouth.
Mabel’s brow wrinkles slightly and she pulls back, releasing my cock to hang between us.
“Do you trust me?” Her voice is rough from the work her throat has been putting in.
“Of course I do.” My words come out rushed with reassurance.
“Then be a good boy and give me what I’ve been working for.”
Mabel doesn’t give me a chance to say more, taking me back in her mouth. Her hand leaves my balls but doesn’t leave my body for long, grabbing fistfuls of my ass and using the grip to force my cock deeper than before.
One hand releases my ass cheek, fingers sliding between my crack and a finger teases my asshole, pressing against the circle of muscles lightly.
“Oh fuck!”
I’ve never felt anything like the sensations Mabel is pulling from my body and I can’t stop my release.
Cum shoots out of me and I swear I lose consciousness for a moment, my vision blacking out in pure fucking bliss.
Mabel takes everything I’m giving her, that damn finger still teasing me until my cock is soft and falls from Mabel’s mouth.
Once I’ve returned to the land of the living and caught my breath, Mabel finally removes her hand from my ass and stands.
“Such a good boy for me.” My spent dick twitches at the sinful smile teasing Mabel’s beautiful face.
She turns the water off and pulls me out of the shower, tossing a towel at my head before making quick work of drying her body off.
I follow her actions and once I’m not dripping wet, I wrap my arms around Mabel, tossing her over my shoulder.
“Now you’re going to let me take care of you.” I rumble out as I stomp out of the ensuite, eating up the space to the stairs. I tighten my arm around Mabel’s legs and take a handful of ass to keep Mabel safe over my shoulder as I head down the stairs.
Mabel laughs as I kick the door to her bedroom open, tossing her onto her bed with a bounce. With one knee on the bed, I bend towards Mabel’s body, leaning over and taking in her flushed skin.
“Alright, Trouble, open up. It’s my turn for a taste.”
Mabel doesn’t disappoint, lifting one foot and resting it on my shoulder, letting the other knee drop to the bed. Her pussy lips are glistening with arousal, pink and puffy. I crawl closer, taking her leg and opening her up even more before diving in to feast.