Page 29 of Royally Scr*wed

Still turned on from sucking him dry, I know it won’t take long for both of us to get what we want. All it takes is adding his fingers to the mix for my own pleasure to take over. Digging my heels into his back and holding onto his head for dear life, I ride the wave as he continues expertly driving me crazy.

His name becomes a plea tumbling from my lips as he sucks the tiny nub between my legs gently between his teeth. Knowing exactly how much I can take; Jude continues what he’s doing until my entire body is shaking uncontrollably. Then he lets go of my clit and moves his fingers ever so slowly, softly bringing me down from the high I’m on.

Jude repositions himself and wraps my hips around his then licks his fingers clean before he guides his cock inside of me.

I may not know a lot of about sex in general but I’m pretty sure Jude’s one in a million. Most of what I do know has led me to believe that not many men have the stamina or desire to uhm…keep up. Or in this case…keep IT up.

Yet, somehow, Jude manages just fine.

“Where the hell is your mind at?” he asks before leaning down to capture a nipple in his mouth.

“Ah. Uhhm. It’s…oh God,” is all I can manage.

Jude continues moving his hips and cups my other boob. “Looked like you were thinking awfully hard there for a minute. Sounds like you’re back here with me now. Are you?”

Like he even needs to ask. If he only knew Iwasthinkinghardas in his…

“JUDE!”

He pinches my clit at the same time that he latches on to my other nipple, causing me to buck underneath of him.

“I’ve got your attention now, don’t I?” he teases.

Smug bastard.

“Yes. God. Yes. All of it,” I tell him, trying hard not to come yet.

“Do you feel how hard you make me, Charlie?” he asks while thrusting deeper inside me. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“Same,” I damn near whimper.

Jude pauses, an amused expression on his face. “Did you just say…same?”

“Uhm. Maybe. Can you just, please…go back to what you were doing?”

“What was I doing Charlie? Tell me.”

As if I didn’t already embarrass myself enough today, looks like he’s intent on mortifying me once more.

“Doing. What. Charlie?” he asks again, moving painstakingly slow.

“That. But faster.”

“This?” he pulls nearly all the way out and stops.

I shake my head.

“Say it. Tell me what you want,” he teases.

“You. I want you.”

“You’ve already gotme,Charlie.”

“Great. That’s wonderful. Can you move?” I lift my hips and use my legs to try and create some kind of friction between us but Jude’s stronger.

“How do you want me to move?”

“Jude. I need you to fuck me. Please.”

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