Page 93 of Play With Me
He laughs. Not just a little either. He tips his head back and lets loose. “I’m sorry,” he says finally, pulling me close to him. “I’m sorry. Just call it whatever you want.”
“Penis?”
Jude dips his head, his shoulders shaking.
I laugh. “Okay, fine.” I push him away. “Cock. How’s that?”
When Jude looks up, he’s still smiling, but his pupils have widened at the sound of that word. “I like that.”
“So show me your cock, Jude.”
Jude’s expression is devilish. “You want my cock, Nora? Is that it?”
Suddenly we’re back to business, and I’m not upset about it. It’s exactly where I want to be. “Yes.” I massage my breasts for him, and he catches one of my nipples in his mouth, clasping it gently between his teeth and flicking at it with his tongue, before releasing it.
“Good. Because I want to give it to you.”
Jude backs up then and unbuttons his pants; his zipper makes a sharp sound as he pulls it down, then his pants fall to the floor.
“You want to see?”
I nod, my tongue darting out over my lips. “I want to taste.”
Jude’s eyes roll up slightly. “Fuck me.”
He drops his shorts.
His cock is nothing short of gorgeous; as beautiful as the rest of him.
I drop down to sitting, sliding to the edge of the bed. “Can I?” I ask.
Jude holds his stiff length in his hand. “You want to suck my cock, Nora?”
“Maybe.” I smile. Then I reach forward and grasp it with both hands. It’s big and thick; about the size of my dildo. Only I don’t have to pretend it’s Jude anymore. Because that’s the part I didn’t tell him. That the only way I can come as easily as I do with the tools is imagining it’s him.
I take him into my mouth—just the tip; just enough to taste the salty slickness at its tip.
Jude groans, sliding his hands in my hair. He pulls me onto him, sliding himself into my mouth.
It’s so hot I feel my pussy clench.
“Can you take it all, Nor?” Jude asks. “Can we try? Just for a minute, because I’m going to find a way to make you come before…”
He pauses. “Oh fuck.”
I take him deeper, feeling his head hit the back of my throat.
“Nora,” he says, moaning for a moment as I keep him there, flicking my tongue on the underside of his cock.
Then he pulls out of me. “Nora, I don’t have any condoms. Do you? I didn’t think…”
I’m still holding his cock. “You haven’t had sex in eight years, right?”
Jude nods. “And I got tested after.”
“Well, the same thing for me…only not that long.” I look away. Long enough though. It’s been two years since I had sex. “I’m clear too, and I’ve got an IUD…”
“We can wait, if you’d be more comfortable,” he says, though I saw the way his nostrils flared when he realized what I was saying.
