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“All mine, Kenna,” he groaned, his cock hard in my hand now as I moaned and whimpered.
“Those sounds. Just for me,” his voice rasped out harshly, his breathing faster now. He wanted me.
“Please fuck me, Jude. Please!” I begged again. I felt a drop of pre-cum drip onto my hand and had the inexplicable desire to lick it.
So, I did.
I brought my hand up, even as he protested my movement, and licked the palm of my hand, my eyes connected with his the whole time.
His jaw dropped.
His eyes narrowed.
Game fucking on.
“Vixen,” he breathed, with a smirk.
“Deviant.”
His body moved on top of mine quickly. His fingers sliding down and thrusting inside of me once, then twice, before he shifted, placing the head of his cock at my entrance.
We locked eyes for a split second before he thrust forward, sliding inside of me in one fluid movement. My eyes rolled back, and my body arched beneath him.
“Yes, baby girl. That’s it. Take me deep,” he grunted, thrusting inside of me again, pulling my thighs up around his hips.
He couldn’t stop moving his hands over my body. My own hands joined, running over my tits and up into my hair.
His own hand followed up my arm, locking my wrists above my head again as he thrust harder, faster, deeper.
“Jude, yes,” I groaned. I needed him. I need more. I needed…
“Look at me, baby,” he urged. My eyes popped open, focusing on him. His jaw slack as he moved in and out of me, stretching me, filling me.
I couldn’t look away.
I didn’t want to.
“With me,” he urged. I nodded once, locking my ankles around him, high above his ass and cried out as the head of his cock rubbed right against my g-spot.
“That’s it, baby. Just a little more. Don’t cum without me. Hold it right there for me. Right on that sweet edge.”
I was dying; a slow, exquisite death. I clenched around him, focusing those muscles and trying to stave off the orgasm that vibrated right on the edge.
“Kenna,” he cried out, nodding once, and we came crashing down together. His body against mine, sweaty and complete. Completely together.
Chapter 15
JUDE
That week had been something else. We had made our way through almost half of Kenna’s “toy box”, all over the course of three days. Three days spent together. We always left off at the end of the night, going back to our respective homes. Spending the night was not in the agreement. It was all I could do not to fall asleep next to her after that first morning with the toys. That had been intense as hell.
She’d enjoyed the toys much more than I’d thought. The woman who’d sat on my sofa that night with the power out had seemed skittish, timid, frigid even. But Kenna was anything but. She opened up to me like a dream. Dear God, and the way she got soaking wet for me. Time and time again, taking my fingers, her toys, my mouth, or my cock. She was voracious, and I was fucking here for it.
After those three days, we’d kept our distance. Almost like some unspoken agreement. We both seemed to need a little space. I didn’t want to overwhelm her. Yet, here I stood, glancing at the door every five minutes, convincing myself not to knock and take her against the very door that separated us. That wouldn’t be good. No distance was good.
My phone rang on the counter, pulling my attention to it instead of fucking Kenna.
“Hey, Mama!” I answered, a great big smile on my face. I hadn’t heard from her in a few days.
