Page 102 of Steadfast
He opened the door before I could even knock. “Holy shit,” he said, a freaked-out smile on his face. “Did you see…”
“I did! He didn’t see me, though.”
Jude clutched his bare chest as I passed him. He was wearing a towel, his hair damp from the shower. “I was positive you were going to end up knocking on the door when he was standing right here.”
“Wouldn’tthathave been awkward?” I asked, grabbing his towel and giving it a tug. The knot undid itself in my hand, and then all of Jude’s golden skin was on display. He still had a tan line at his waist from picking apples in the sunshine. I skimmed my fingertips across it.
“I’m still not over the heart attack,” he said, stepping in to kiss my forehead. “I opened the door in my fucking towel. It’s a miracle I didn’t yell something lewd when he knocked.”
“What did he want, anyway?” My fingers wandered into the soft, curly hairs at his groin.
I cupped his balls, and he tipped his head back and groaned. “Tell you later?”
“Tell me now, and you’ll get a reward.”
Laughing, Jude grabbed the back of my head and kissed me once. Then twice more. “He wanted to show me a few mug shots. It took me five seconds to pick out the asshole who put me in the hospital.”
“Wow! Are they going to catch him?”
He kissed me again. “Hope so.” His fingers unzipped my jacket. “Apparently this guy was already on their radar. But enough about me. Let’s see some more of you.”
I let him strip off my shirt. At the sight of my slutty little bra, he made an approving nose in the back of his throat. “Someone missed me,” he said, dragging the tip of one finger across my breasts where they swelled above the edge of the bra.
“True story,” I agreed.
“Damn.” He ducked his head to kiss his way across my cleavage. “What else have you got under here?” Eager hands found my zipper and slid it down. Just the sound of the metal teeth unzipping filled me with anticipation. After tugging my jeans over my hips, he groaned at the sight of my panties. As clothing, this pair was pointless. They were nothing but a whisper of black lace. And they were missing one important panel of fabric, though Jude hadn’t figured that out yet.
He dropped to his knees to reacquaint himself with my lower belly. He kissed his way down into the wedge below my hip. I threaded my fingers in his deliciously long hair and waited for him to discover my secret. He kissed his way between my thighs and…
“Oh,fuck.”
I opened my mouth to make a snarky comment, but that’s when he pushed his tongue between my legs. So I made a whimpering noise instead.
Jude grabbed my hips and pushed me down on the bed. A second later he’d snatched my jeans away. “Someone’s feeling naughty,” he whispered.
Was I ever. Tonight wasn’t the start of our long weekend in bed. We had an hour together at most. And Jude didn’t make me wait. He had a firm grasp on me, his hands on my knees now. He pushed my legs apart, and a bolt of lust shot through my core. “God damn that’s hot,” he said, his voice strained. He stroked a thumb through my neediness. “You should wear this pair every day.”
A moan was my only answer. I loved the way he manhandled me. Every commanding touch was accompanied by his hungry gaze. That’s why I’d never once been afraid of his touch, even when I was a bumbling virgin. He watched me so carefully. Hesawme.
Right now, he saw how much I wanted him.
My hands reached for him. I wanted to pull him down on my body, but he pushed them away. “Hands over your head,” he ordered, just because he could.
I complied in a hurry.
“Good girl,” he breathed, leaning down to take my mouth.
He’d said I couldn’t use my hands, so I gripped him with my knees. Our kisses were bottomless, but my patience was not. My hips twitched, trying to trap his cock where I wanted it.
“Patience, missy,” he breathed. He moved his head, sucking my earlobe into his mouth while I groaned. He licked a wet line down my neck and between my breasts. “Fuck, I missed your tits.” He sucked one nipple into his mouth and my whole body quivered with eagerness.
I gave his head a shove, and he bent to my will, kissing down my belly, nosing between my legs. I’d shaved for him, and he made a tender sigh of approval. He began dropping little kisses everywhere he could reach.
“Ohmyfuckinggod you’re a tease,” I complained in one breath.
He chuckled from between my legs. Then he gave me one good lick and we both moaned.
“Please,” I begged.
