Page 151 of Dirty Like Jude
I looked up into his face, into his gorgeous dark eyes. “That you were theone.”
He kissed me then, softly and without any tongue. I could feel his heartbeat in his lips against mine. He tasted of bourbon and pineapple andcloves.
“I take it you liked the ham…” Imurmured.
I peeked up into his face and he raised an eyebrow atme.
“You are the one, JudeGrayson.”
I pressed my body up into his to keep warm, and as his gaze held mine, I felt that undeniable spark between us catch fire… seconds before he slammed his mouth down over mine. And this time, there was alotoftongue.
“You still cryin’?” he asked me after a few minutes of making out. “’Cause I’m gettin’ turned on, and I don’t wanna be thatguy.”
“I’m not crying. I’m horny.” I kissed him again. “I don’t do the crying thing very often. Horny is more mystyle.”
“Good. ’Cause I really don’t wanna see you cry.” He wiped the remnants of a tear off my cold cheek with his thumb. “C’mon. Let’s go inside before we turn intosnowmen.”
We headed through the nearest doorway seeking warmth—which happened to be the French doors that led into Jessa and Brody’s bedroom. As soon as we were inside and slipping off our jackets, I grabbed his arm, tugging him back. “We don’t have to go back down right away though, right? I mean, I’d pretty much finished mydinner.”
“Metoo.”
I tugged him into the en suite bathroom and we shut the door, and he immediately yanked my leather leggings down around my ankles. By the time he’d done that, his dick was in his hand, hard andready.
“Damn, you workfast.”
He grinned his gorgeous, rare grin. “Aim toplease.”
Before he got all cocky about it, I informed him, “You know, you look like your brother when yougrin.”
The smile faltered and his eyes narrowed at me. “Do not talk to me about my brother when my dick’sout.”
I grinned and kissed him, kicking off my boots, then shimmied my panties down around my ankles, pulling both feet completely free of the leggings and panties. I wrapped one naked leg around his hip as he put on a condom. “I love it when you come all prepared like a BoyScout.”
“I know you do.” Then he shoved into me. He gripped my ass with his big hands, hiking me up on his hips, and I wrapped both legs around him. He carried me toward the counter, looking for somewhere to putme.
“Oh. Please don’t do me on the counter,” I said. It was just too reminiscent of the whole Piper thing, the conversation too fresh. He seemed to understand, and put me up against the door instead. He hooked his arms under my thighs and looked in myeyes.
Then, just when I’d braced myself, expecting him to start pounding, he kissed me instead, slow anddeep.
Then he eased his cock into me, filling me slowly… and a warm rush that felt like love and lust all mixed up together spread through mybody.
I closed my eyes, just savoringit.
“I ever tell you I love you, Roni Webber?” Jude murmured in his low, roughvoice.
I opened my eyes. He was looking at me, his gaze intent on mymouth.
“Not in so many words. Or any words, really. But… I kinda knew. For maybe five minutes. You know, before you broke myheart.”
His dark eyes met mine. “I loveyou.”
Then he kissed me, hot and deep, as he fucked me against the bathroom door. It was slow but it was passionate and it was Jude, so at some point I definitely heard the door or the door frame crack behindme.
“Oh,shit…” I was right on the edge of orgasm when it happened. “I think… baby, I think we broke thedoor.”
“Mmm,” he said, kissing my neck as he thrust into me one last time—and I fell apart. The pleasure slammed through me… Christmas fireworks gradually fading to yuletide logs sparking in thenight.
My legs quickly turned to jelly, so I had to unwrap them from his hips and put my feet on the floor. I shoved gently at his chest. “Liedown.”
