Chapter 7 Alex
ALEX
Iwasn’t sure if it was the forbidden that had me anticipating my time with Judah or not. The only thing that I knew was that I was always attracted to him, but he was my boyfriend’s older brother. I never acted on it, never spoke about it, not even to Kelli.
People often found others attractive, but it was harmless and didn’t mean anything if they didn’t act on it.
I firmly believed that you could be deeply in love with someone and find someone else attractive; that didn’t mean that you wanted to be with that person.
That was how I felt about Judah all those years.
Now he was no longer off-limits to me. My family and his did not agree with it, but we weren’t hurting anyone.
His brother had broken up with me two years prior, and Judah’s marriage had dissolved six years earlier.
We were a couple of single, consenting adults who wanted each other.
We just so happened to have his brother in common.
“I noticed that you didn’t eat much at the reception. Do you want me to order room service for you?” he asked once we were in his suite.
“No. I’m hungry, but not for food.”
“Are you sure? Because I can,” he offered.
I took three steps to Judah, closing the distance between us. “Baby, trust me. It wasn’t my family who spoiled my appetite tonight. I never wanted the food, because my only hunger was for you.”
Judah didn’t speak another word. He rubbed his thumb over my lips and around the edges of them. His heavy-lidded eyes drank me in as he pressed his thumb into my lower lip.
I opened my mouth and sucked his thumb inside. Faint traces of my nectar still coated his thumb, and I sucked it hard and long. He finally jerked his thumb away and bit his bottom lip.
“Sugar, if you’re that eager to suck on something, I’ve got something a lot bigger and more fulfilling than my thumb.”
We used condoms the entire time we were together the weekend of Issachar’s wedding. It wasn’t until our final time that we forgot to use condoms that we discussed our health status. To reassure one another, we decided to share our latest STD panel and health screening.
I wanted him to more than just take my word that I had been celibate for two years; I wanted him to have proof that I was clean.
Therefore, I had no problem dropping to my knees now and unzipping his suit pants as I went. Judah worked on unfastening his belt as I reached inside of his underwear and freed his erection.
I stroked his length as I met his heavy-lidded gaze.
“You know what to do with that?”
“You tell me,” I replied, wrapping my hands and lips around him. He was big and wide, but not so much that he wouldn’t fit in my mouth comfortably.
My tongue traced the veins that were etched along his length and followed them like a road map. The further I went on my journey south, the more he expanded and stretched my mouth until I had to stop and readjust.
Judah clamped one firm hand in my hair and guided me carefully down his shaft, helping me to enclose him in the vacuum seal my mouth created. My fingers worked through his curly pubic hairs and slid around to caress his balls.
“Ohh, fuck, Alex. The shit you do with your mouth and tongue should be considered illegal. But damn, if it were, you’d be number one on America’s most wanted list.”
I pulled back. “Did you just call me a fellatio felon?” I giggled, and he scrunched his brow as he shoved my head forward again.
His dick poked the back of my throat and caused me to gag. I pulled back just a little to readjust.
“You can commit a felony on me. That’s it, beautiful. Suck this dick until I can’t see straight.”
I worked him over until he started rocking and having difficulty hanging on. When he pulled back unexpectedly, I rocked back on my knees and stared at him.
“What’s wrong? I know that I didn’t bite you.”
“No, baby. If I’m going to fuck you tonight, it needs to happen now. I’m nothing like these young’uns. Once I bust this nut, it’s gon’ be a minute before the train rolls out of the station again,” he explained, lifting me to my feet.
I laughed. “You’re not that old, Judah.”
“Baby, you’re just getting into the grown folks’ era. You’re what? Twenty-nine? Thirty?”
“Thirty-two. You’re only . . .”
“Forty-four. Twelve years older than you, and that means a lot on the body.”
I could tell based on how he said it that in some ways it bothered him, but in what ways, I was unsure.
“All right.”
He lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bedroom. I wasn’t sure how long I could hold out, because my pussy juices were running like they were in a presidential race or running the Boston Marathon.
When he put me down, I walked to the blinds to close them while he undressed. I walked back to him and pressed up on my toes to kiss his lips.
Judah cupped the side of my face, and I leaned into his palm, basking in the soft yet hard feeling and loving how protected I felt. His kiss was a sweet secret that was kept between the two of us.
I pulled up out of the kiss and stared up at him. “Thank you for rescuing me this evening.”
“No thanks needed, beautiful. You didn’t deserve that.”
His hands rested on my shoulder as he slowly tugged at the top of my dress and pulled it down until I could free my arms.
When my upper body was free of my dress, he placed delicate kisses along my shoulder and up my neck while his hands shoved my dress over my waistline and ass. My head dropped back, loving the way his lips felt on my body.
Judah lifted me into his arms and placed me on the bed.
“You know you should just pack your stuff and move into my room, right?” he asked as he climbed on the bed with me.
“Not right. I’m not about to do that, Judah.”
“Why not?” He kissed my forehead, nose, lips, and neck.
“Mmm. Because they will talk.” I moaned my pleasure as his hands found a home between my thighs.
“Let them. Nothing they say or do will matter to us. We’re hurting no one,” he replied before he flattened his tongue and dragged it through my moist folds.
I placed a hand on my belly, trying to calm the explosive feeling burning through me. I wanted him to suck my pussy so hard and long until I just came all over his face. I wanted to skip any fourplay and get to the heart of the matter, but Judah wasn’t a man who would be rushed.
His thumb made little circles around my clit as he pushed it in repeatedly before he sucked it between his lips.
“Do you like the way I taste?” I asked in a drunken tone.
He nodded. “I love the way you taste.”
The tone of his voice, the look in his eyes, and his fingers and tongue on my pussy made me scream out in pleasure.
He chuckled. “So much for keeping secrets.”
I reached down and grabbed his head, pulling him closer to me. I ground my pussy against his face, encouraging him to take as much as he wanted and leave nothing behind.
It wasn’t long before he quenched his thirst and had my thighs trembling around his head in orgasmic bliss. While I basked in the pleasure that he gave, he moved his head from between my thighs and positioned himself there instead.
With a gentle ease and complete eye contact, he eased himself inside of me. I gripped his head, cried out, and hunched against him as though he couldn’t handle it himself. The way my pussy fluttered and suctioned him in, that greedy heifer should have been ashamed of herself.
“That’s it, baby. Tighten all around this dick.” He grunted.
I met Judah stroke for stroke as my nails dragged down his back, but then I thought better of it, and I tangled my fingers in his curls instead. The last thing that I wanted was to leave marks on his back that would have people asking questions later.
“Alex?”
“Mm-hmm?”
“What are you afraid of?” he asked, kissing the side of my lips.
“Nothing.”
“Then why are you so worried about what other people will think about us?”
“It’s not going to be easy explaining us. I was your brother’s girlfriend, you’re twelve years older than me, and . . . I don’t know. I thought I was ready to take the chance with you, but I’m not sure that I am ready for this right now.”
When he pulled back and stared into my eyes, it seared my soul. The man called me a liar without calling me a liar. He grabbed my legs, pulled them up over his shoulders, and he fucked me like he had just been released on parole after doing a twenty-year stint.
I screamed. I hollered. I hit him, and I called him everything but a child of God. Judah made me sweat, fucked up my sew-in, and had me promising, “I swear these eggs are yours. All my future babies are yours. You can claim me on your taxes. Goddamn, sir, get your dick out my chest!”
No matter what I said, what I did, or how much I begged, he did not ease up on me one bit. He tore my ass out the frame and had my pussy limping like a one-legged bitch after a bar fight.
When he finally pulled out, he headed to the shower without a word.