He could’ve said a number of things. Like how she was saying that to seduce him; that she said that to every man she met.It’s not true.Judith could play that up if it made a client happy to hear, but Seth wasn’t that kind of man. He wouldn’t want her to say anything she didn’t mean. This was a genuine man. He wanted a genuine woman.
What the fuck was he doing in a pleasure house!
“Don’t speak.” His hand touched her mouth, muffling her. Judith’s eyes fluttered shut. The heat between her legs grew and grew until she realized it wasn’t just her heat – it was Seth’s as well. His cock had found her. Two fucking days later, this peculiar yet fascinating man had finally succumbed to his desires. Forher.
He may have told her to keep her words to herself, but he never said anything about the other sounds a woman made when a man entered her. Let alone a man who knew how to slowly move his body so it slowly,slowlyclaimed her, every inch matching a single second.
The sounds she did make must have awoken something in him. Something strong, determined, and eternal. Three things that Judith King always responded to, whether she wanted to or not.
She never planned on feeling this instant connection with Seth. Everything was business as usual until she saw the way he looked at her during their first encounter. He loved to feel her body, to orgasm with her aid, but he did so knowing who she was.Knowing.It was like he already knew what kind of heart beat inside her. What her soul had seen. Perhaps he would still need to learn her mind, but that always came in time.
No opportunity to think about that now. Seth was inside her, pushed as far as he could go, his skin one with hers as she entered his embrace and accepted his lips all over her.Holy shit, it hasn’t felt like this in a long fucking time.Judith barely had time to think about that before Seth eased out of her, only to thrust in again.
The way he made love to her was nothing like she was used to. She was used to men who took her hard and fast, two things she loved, but this… this was good too. Judith had for too long assumed that a man who made slow love lacked confidence or didn’t know what he was doing. Seth definitely knew what he was doing. How else did the head of his cock find every sensitive spot inside of her within three seconds?
“Oh my God,” she muttered. Judith tried to catch his arms, but he was up, pulling his sweater over his head and showing how hard he was beneath the layers of softness.Let me look at you. I don’t just want to feel you. I want to see you too.See him for who he was? Few men were so vulnerable with her. “Seth…”
He didn’t reprimand her for speaking, but he did kiss her, smothering her lips and sinking his tongue down her throat like his cock sank into her depths. Judith did not hesitate to kiss him back. If it were at all possible, she was more famished than he was, grinding her hips against his, wrapping her hand around his neck, pulling him down, down on top of her and willing him to fuck her faster.
In time, he did.
By then, Judith was lost to the motions of their bodies, the throes of their passion, and the climax building from within. At this rate she would come before him. Not that such a thing was a problem. In fact, it would be another first in a long while.
“I’m gonna come.” Her whine was soft, but the moan following crashed into the both of them like a destructive wave. Judith’s fingers tightened on his neck. Her inner walls tightened around his cock. “Fuck!”
“I know.” Seth rocked into her a final time. Hard enough to send her over the edge, and gentle enough to bring her back down.
“Oh, God!” She didn’t know how. She didn’t know why. All she knew was that she lost control of her body and writhed beneath his, every neuron in her brain going haywire as every nerve beneath her skin caught fire and burned in an unbelievable blaze. Seth rode it out with her, neither climaxing nor backing away from how a woman could come.
Not until she was starting to fall from her high did he snatch her ass with one hand and bring half her body up off the bed, his other hand leveraging them both against the comforter. It was then that he drove himself into her, so hard, so demanding that Judith started to come a second time, breath wasted on her as she gasped in time with his growing grunts.
His voice rose, not roaring, but heralding his climax all the same. Judith felt it take off inside her, expanding, moving, filling her as her eyes completely rolled back in her head and all she knew was his body taking hers. Where? Who knew. Who cared.
Seth stayed inside her for a minute, gazing at her features and feeling her quiver around him. One last kiss grazed her lips before he pulled away, leaving her reeling on her bed for the second time that week.
“There. That’s what I want.” Judith thought he meant her body, but when her eyesight focused, she realized he was pointing to her expression. “Sensual.”
He pulled his clothes back together before returning to his easel. Judith’s eyes glazed over. Artists were too damn much.