5. Kat
five
Kat
“So, um, one bed.” I twist my hands together, not sure how to broach the subject of our sleeping arrangements. My lips still tingle from his kiss, and my body craves more.
“I can sleep on the couch. It’s no big deal.” Jude shrugs, glancing at the couch, which is more of a loveseat than a full-sized couch. “I’ve slept in worse places.”
“No,” I shake my head. “That isn’t fair to you. Besides, the bed is huge—we can share it.”
“Are you sure about that, Kat?” The hunger in his eyes causes my panties to go instantly wet.
Yup, I am so sure about it. I say to myself, thinking more about losing my virginity than sharing a bed.
“Yes, I’m sure. I’ll use the bathroom first and get ready for bed.
” I turn to leave just as Jude lifts his T-shirt over his head, revealing a tattoo of my favorite cartoon character on his bicep.
“Why do you only have Calvin tattooed on your bicep?” Automatically, I run my finger over the classic pose of Calvin, looking over his shoulder with a smirk as he pees on some unknown thing, just like my pajamas. “Where’s Hobbes?”
“You didn’t read my bio very thoroughly, did you?” His tone is more playful than accusatory.
I search my memory trying to recall the text Kayla sent me with Jude’s picture and information. And the only thing that stuck with me is his first name and how he is more handsome in person than the picture Kayla sent me.
“I guess not,” I say, finally giving in and admitting defeat.
Jude’s eyes soften as he tucks a lock of hair behind my ear, causing my body to shiver in anticipation. “I don’t need a tattoo of Hobbes, because I’m Hobbes.”
A jolt of fear replaces the shiver of anticipation. “Are you feeling okay?” I place my hand to Jude’s forehead, checking for a fever.
“I’m fine.” Jude grabs my hand and places a kiss on my palm. “It’s my last name—Hobbes.”
Relief washes over me in an instant. “Thank goodness. I was worried you thought you were a stuffed tiger.”
“You’re adorable, you know that.” His smile makes my heart race.
Without a second thought, I launch myself into his arms and press my lips to his. I’ve only known this man for less than twenty-four hours, yet I trust him with my life and my virginity. “Jude, can you do me a favor?” I say in between kisses.
“Anything.” His hands run greedily over my body.
“Make love to me and take my virginity.”
His lips freeze against mine. “Do you understand what you’re asking me, Kat?”
“Yes, I’m tired of being an inexperienced twenty-three-year-old and I want you to help me fix that problem.”
“It’s not a problem.” He presses his forehead to mine. “It would be my honor. But if you’re looking for someone to teach you, I’m not that guy. I’m a virgin, too.”
I should be shocked by his confession. He has to be at least ten years older than I am. But I’m not. If anything, I’m overjoyed that we’ll be each other’s firsts. “Then we’ll learn together.”
His arms tighten around me as he kisses me deeply, my legs threatening to give out.
He walks me backward into the bedroom, never breaking the kiss until the backs of my legs hit the mattress, sending me tumbling onto the bed.
Jude unbuckles his pants, slipping both his jeans and his underwear down his legs in one swift motion, his large, hard cock bouncing against his abs, making me sit straight up.
“Like what you see?” He smirks.
“I’m pretty sure it’s not going to fit.” I reach out, needing to feel his length. I run my hand up and down his shaft, stopping at the tip to coat my hand with his precum.
“It will fit.” He groans as I stroke him faster. “I’m not going to last long if you keep that up.” He places his hand over mine, halting my motion.
“Next time?” I let the question hang in the air. We never talked about whether there would be a next time. If there isn’t, I need to do everything now. I try to move my hand, but he won’t let go.
“Next time.” He squeezes my hand, tightening it around his cock with a moan. “Definitely next time.” He pumps into my hand two more times before moving my hand. “Strip.” He commands, his voice sounding more animal than human, proving that he’s barely holding on.
“Yes, sir.” I wiggle out of my clothes, tossing them across the room in my haste.
“Sir, I like the sound of that.” He lowers his head and kisses me, lying me back on the bed as he hovers over me. I resist the urge to squirm under his intense gaze. Instead, I wrap my legs around his waist.
“Make me yours.” I lean up and kiss his mouth.
“Not until you come at least once.” He slips his hand between our bodies, easily finding my clit. His thumb slides over the engorged bud, making me press tighter against him.
“That feels so good.” I circle my hips, chasing his touch.
“Relax, Kat. Don’t rush it.” I let my head fall back onto the pillow and relax my hips, and the instant that I do, a tingling starts running through my body, causing my toes to curl, and I call out his name. “Good girl.” He strokes my clit through the orgasm. “Such a good girl.”
“Please.” My one-word plea breaks his composure. The hand that was once giving me pleasure is now lining his hard length at my soaking wet entrance and pressing the tip in.
“Are you ready for me, Kat?”
“Yes.” I sigh, lifting my hips to take him deeper.
“Fuck.” He throws his head back with a groan as he sinks all the way inside. “You’re so fucking tight. You're strangling my cock.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” I can’t help but giggle.
“A good thing. Definitely a good thing.” He pulls his hips back, then sinks forward stroke after stroke. “Mine.” He circles his hips faster, drawing a moan out of me.
“Yours.” I dig my nails into his shoulders, as his thrusts become more erratic.
“Come for me,” he demands, reaching a hand between us to rub my clit again.
My body follows his command as I come hard, nearly passing out at the pleasure. With one last thrust, his body tenses and I feel hot liquid spurt inside of me as he calls out my name.
He rolls us over and pulls me close to his side, “My little, Kat. What am I going to do with you?”
“I’ve got a few ideas.” I swing my leg over his hips, finding his cock hard and ready for a second round. Just in case it’s only one night, I’m going to make the most of it.