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“I…I…” she gasped out. Her nails dug into me harder. I would have marks for sure.
“Cum for me, baby. Cum hard around my cock. Let me feel you, again,” I breathed, almost begged, against her neck.
I could feel her pulse quickened beneath my lips. My teeth scraped against the tender skin, and I felt her stiffening again, tensing as her orgasm began. I couldn’t hold back this time.
“Kenna! Fuck!” I called out just as her own cries of climax exploded around.
I saw stars.
I felt heaven.
And God, was it good.
Chapter 11
KENNA
Iran my fingers over the skin of my hips, looking at my naked body in the oversized bathroom mirror. There was nothing there on the surface of my skin. Not now. Not a full week after that first night. A week. A full fucking week. But I could still remember. There had been bruises here. I touched the spaces where his fingertips had dug in and left little bruises. My eyes closed as I remember the way he’d grabbed me and pulled me in tighter; how he’d fucked me harder.
I didn’t know how to feel about it.
On one hand, it was easily the best sex of my life. Seriously, hands down. The things that man could do with his tongue. And his fingers. And his cock. And….
And on the other hand, it was Jude Lincoln. I watched my face twist into a grimace. Of course, Jude Lincoln would be good at sex.
Tonight, it was my turn to pick.
Knowing my luck, I’d end up with anal or something. We were supposed to pick the item last night, but Jude hadn’t been around. He hadn’t answered his phone, or my knocks on the door. That was fine. I wasn’t about to go begging him to keep up his end of this bargain. It was whatever.
I finished getting dressed and ready. It was barely 8:00 a.m., but I was in a routine and really didn’t want to break it if I could help it. Plus, the sound of Jude’s weights clanking together at 5:00 a.m. didn’t exactly bode well for good sleep. Instead, I’d taken to waking up with the clanks, and lying in bed reading until my normal alarm went off at 7:00 a.m. It was actually nice to start the day that way.
Knock! Knock!
Now he wanted to talk? I rolled my eyes before making my way down to the shared door at the back of the house.
“What?” I did my best to keep my words as non-snarky as possible as I opened the door. I honestly did try.
Honest.
“Well, hello to you too, Kenna,” he said with a smirk. A smirk. He’d completely ignored me last night and now he acted like it was nothing.
“Don’t ‘Hello, Kenna,’ me, Jude,” I scoffed, rolling my eyes.
“Why are you so feisty today?” he pushed back, his grin faltering.
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because you totally bailed on me last night!” I yelled. Yes, I was losing my temper. But who could blame me?
“What are you talking about?” His eyes were now narrowed on me, like I was the crazy one. “Our fun night is tonight, in case you forgot.”
How could such a smarmy, smug asshole also be the same man who had made me see stars with nothing but his tongue only a week ago? It was bizarre, to say the least.
“Yes, I do remember. I’m not an idiot!” I crossed my arms over my chest.
“Then what’s your problem?!” His voice had raised both in pitch and volume. He was agitated with me. Well, good!
I didn’t care one lick.
“Yes, but we were supposed to pick the bucket list itemlast night.”I enjoyed the way his eyebrows lifted as the memory came back to him. Served him freaking right.
