Page 86 of Vicious Addictions

I don’t mind.

Not if he keeps kissing me like he’s doing now.

“Jude,” I call out when my heart starts racing faster than I can keep up with.

He doesn’t respond and grabs my ankles instead, lifting my knees and parting my thighs a second later.

“Argh!” I shriek out when his head falls in between my thighs, his tongue lapping at my pussy.

I entwine my fingers into his hair and let myself feel every sensation his wicked tongue provokes. And when he adds a digit into the mix, I all but combust.

“Jude,” I pant, feeling suddenly lightheaded with his deft fingers and tongue playing my body like a well-tuned instrument. And when flecks of white light start blurring my vision, I have no choice but to lift my body off the bed, yearning for a small reprieve from the euphoric feeling. Jude places his hand on my belly, pushing me down and forcing me to feel every little thing he does.

I pull the pillow behind my head to cover my face and scream into it as my orgasm hits me with such force that it feels like I’ll go blind from it.

But all too soon, I feel Jude push the pillow away, his eyes burning with devoted desperation before crashing his lips on mine. Even though it hurts like hell, I let his mouth overpower mine, loving how I can taste myself on the tip of his tongue.

He then breaks the kiss, still breathing heavily from it, his naked body now hovering over mine.

“Are you sure?” he asks, searching my face for any doubt I may still have.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

His eyes burn with unrepentant lust as he stretches his arm to the side over to my nightstand. When I see him place a condom wrapper into his mouth to rip it open, I snatch it away from his teeth and throw it away.

“No. I either have all of you or none of you.”

“Mina—”

“If you’re worried I’ll get pregnant, then don’t be. My Aunt Pippa put me on the pill the minute I had my first period.”

“Are you sure?” he asks again, though by the reaction of his cock doubling in size, he’ll enjoy fucking me without a condom just fine.

“I’m sure. Are you?” I counter back.

“You tell me,” he says with a shy smile before rubbing the head of his cock through my soaked slit.

I bite into my bottom lip and wince in pain when my teeth graze the cut. Jude’s gaze softens, lowering his head to place light kisses on the cut.

“I’m not broken,” I say, needing him to know that.

“No, you’re not,” he affirms with conviction. “You’re a fighter. A survivor,” he adds, placing another kiss, pride seeping through his voice.

“What else am I?” I probe further, loving the sound of his voice in my ear.

“You’re the most maddening, beautiful woman I’ve ever met. The same woman that has bewitched me from the day she threatened to release her dogs on me.”

I pull the hair out of his eyes so I can lose myself in them.

“I would have never done it.”

“Liar.”

“I’m serious. I never would have done it. From the start, I knew you were different—special. I just didn’t realize then how important you’d become to me.”

I take a shallow breath, my heart pounding as I finally say the words that have been lodged in my throat for what feels like forever.

“I love you. I think, from the moment I saw you, I always have.”

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