Page 18 of Sweet Surrender
“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 skipany 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.
