Page 69 of Taking the Pitch
Tipping my head back, I reach up with my free hand and tweak one of my nipples, magnifying my pleasure.
“Eyes on me, baby. I want to watch you when you fall apart.”
Prying my eyes open, I stare down at Judd, watching him insert another finger into me and nearly making my knee buckle.
“That’s right, squeeze my fingers with that pretty pussy of yours.”
My insides quiver, signaling my impending orgasm. “I’m cl-close.”
Judd hums into my pussy, driving me wild. The sensation of his fingers and tongue overwhelms me, and it’s almost too much.I tug on his hair, trying to pull him away. “I can’t, Judd. It’s, it’s too much. I can’t.”
He pulls his mouth away from my clit and replaces it with the thumb of his other hand. “Yes, you can, baby. You’re being such a good girl soaking my face. You’re almost there,” he croons, encouraging me.
I bite down on my bottom lip as my body tenses and my walls start to convulse. The wave of pleasure builds, higher and higher, until I don’t think I can take it anymore. “Judd.”
“That’s it, baby. Come for me,” he orders, pinching my clit and rolling it, sending me right over the edge.
“Fuck!” I cry out as I ride Judd’s hand. He strokes me with his fingers, drawing out my orgasm until there’s nothing left for me to give.
Judd lowers my leg from his shoulders after he licks me clean. My legs tremble and start to buckle until Judd swoops me up in his arms and takes me over to my bed to lay me down. “Holy shit,” I breathe out, throwing an arm over my eyes.
The bed shifts with Judd’s weight as he sits down on the edge of the bed, chuckling. “You okay, Shortcake?” he asks, fingers skimming across my stomach, leaving goosebumps in their path.
“I think I died.” I peek an eye out from under my arm. “Is this heaven?”
“It could be,” he tells me, leaning over me and giving me a kiss. It starts out soft, but quickly grows frantic with teeth and tongues clashing.
My stomach clenches when he bites that place on my neck I didn’t know existed until he found it.
Seems like Judd has uncovered a lot of things I didn’t know about myself before I met him, and I’m slowly starting to hope he uncovers more.
CHAPTER TWENTY
judd
She’s sobeautiful when she comes undone. When she lets all her walls down to feel. Her cheeks and chest are flushed red, and her thighs marked from my beard. I want to mark her all over. Claim her. But she’s not there yet.
“I think I died,” she says, peeking out from under her arm. “Is this heaven?”
I chuckle and lean down. “It could be,” I tell her before taking her lips again. Fuck, I just can’t get enough of these lips, of her. My kisses turn desperate. I move to the spot on her neck that drives her crazy and softly bite down. Her moan makes my already hard cock strain against my zipper and I reach down to adjust myself.
“Take your clothes off,” she pants, tugging at my shirt but getting nowhere.
“Easy, Mills. We have all night, and I plan on using every minute of it.” Standing, I unbutton my shirt and toss it to the floor. I reach for the button on my jeans, but Amelia’s soft hands cover mine.
“Let me,” she whispers, looking up at me through her lashes.
I drop my hands, and her fingers make quick work of my button and zipper. The look she gives me has me discarding my pants in record time, leaving my boxers as the last thing between us.
Amelia’s hand reaches forward, stopping halfway. “May I?” she asks, a look of uncertainty crossing her face.
I cup her jaw with one hand. “Baby, if you don’t, I think I might combust right here on the spot. But good girl for using your manners,” I praise. I had a feeling Amelia had a praise kink after spending some time with her and judging by the look she’s giving me now, I was right.
Her hand continues forward. When she reaches me, she runs her palm firmly up my length from base to tip and back down again, repeating the motion. “Fuck,” I growl when her thumb traces over my swollen head.
Encouraged by my reaction, Amelia scoots to the edge of the bed and pulls my boxers down, freeing my erection. “Holy shit,” she whispers. She looks up at me with wide eyes. “I knew you were big, but not the fucking Hulk big.”
My dick bobs once against my stomach as if it hears the compliment.
