Page 27 of Desperate Valentine

I shift toward him, angling my hips as he slides two fingers inside me, his eyes still glued to the road as he starts to aggressively thrust them in and out of me.

“Oh fuck, right there!” I squeal as he curls his fingers upward, his thumb is pressed against my clit.

“You’re fucking soaked,” he moans, adding a third finger.

I grip the edge of the seat and allow myself to give in to the euphoria hitting me. Tears form in the corners of my eyes as he keeps a steady rhythm, working his fingers into me as deep as they’ll go.

I keep my eyes focused on him, mesmerized by the fact that he hasn’t taken his off the road this entire time.

Next thing I know, we pull into his driveway, but he doesn’t stop. As he parks the truck, he leans over and dives his face between my legs. His fingers remain curled inside me, pressing firmly against my g-spot.

“I’m gonna come!” I cry out, desperate for a release.

He hums against me in response before he sucks my clit into his mouth, grazing his teeth over the swollen bud as I fall apart. My hold on the edge of the seat is so tight, my fingers are going numb.

“F-fuuuck!” My squeal echoes off the inside of the truck as I come hard into his mouth.

Before I can even register what just happened, he brings his head up, parting my lips with his finger and spits my juices into my mouth.

“Swallow, little leopard,” he groans, licking his bottom lip as I close my mouth.

I can’t believe he just did that.

“You’re such a perfect little slut for me,” he says, pulling my skirt down to an acceptable level for me as I catch my breath.

“Do you say that to all of your little sluts?” I ask.

“No, just you.” He winks before opening his door to hop out of the truck.

“I feel so special, even though you’re clearly lying through your damn teeth.” I laugh, with only a hint of sarcasm in my tone.

The second we get through the door, Jude picks me up bridal style and carries me off to his bathroom.

As soon as he’s done running a bath for me, he turns and starts removing my clothes, kissing each part of me as he uncovers it.

“You have no idea how fucking beautiful you are, do you?” he moans, bending to gently kiss each one of my breasts.

His gentle side is comforting. Though, a part of me is still wondering why I’ve given into this man after spending just a couple days with him.

Both of us are running high on adrenaline at this point. Is this just our way of relieving the stress? The last thing I need is to be falling in love with a villain. Not to mention, I have far too big of a mouth to be tolerated by someone for the long haul. If he thinks I’m mouthy now, he has not idea whats coming to him.

Chapter 9

“I’ll leave you toit. Again, sorry about the manly smelling toiletries,” Jude laughs, stealing a kiss from me before heading out the door.

I’m relieved that he didn’t go any further, since I’m a complete mess from head to toe. I can’t even process the fact that we just fucked in a pig barn, covered in someone else’s blood.

Who does that?

There’s always a first time for everything.

I settle into the bathtub, shutting the water off and resting my head back against the wall. I’ll have to shower off after, but it’s soothing every ache in my body. I could stay here all damn night.

Just as I close my eyes, Jude peeks his head through the door again. “Is there anything you don’t like to eat?”

“I’m not picky.” I don’t bother to look in his direction, just sink further into the scalding hot water.

“I can work with that.” He disappears again, leaving the bathroom door open so a cool breeze sweeps in around me.

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