Page 56 of Reckless Forever
I chuckled as I straddled him in the tub, and I hugged him around the neck while he traced lines down my back.
“Let’s shower so we can go to bed,” I suggested as I stood, and we walked over to the shower.
Inside of it, the passion between us was so raw that we almost didn’t make it out of the shower, and we barely dried off, bodies still dampened as he carried me over to the bed.
Sliding between my thighs, he kissed me with nothing but pure passion and hunger. I squirmed in anticipation of what was to come. He sucked and bit my neck, hands palming my ass as I reached between us and stroked his dick. It hardened in my hand, and I could feel him thicken and the veins outlined underneath my fingertips.
Judah pulled back, chest rising heavy. He maneuvered me to the edge of the mattress, my head hanging slightly off. His body towered above me as he tapped his dick against my chin.
“Open up for me, baby,” he ordered.
I parted my lips, and he slid inside, slow at first, then deeper, until I was fighting my gag reflex just to take him. Then he leaned down and buried his mouth between my thighs, sucking my clit like he was starving.
The stretch of his dick down my throat mixed with his fingers pumping inside me had me trembling. Then his touch shifted with one hand pressing deeper into me, the other teasing my ass with a pressure that almost drove me crazy.
By the time his tongue dragged slow circles over my clit, I was done. My body shook, the orgasm hitting hard and wet as I squirted all over his hand, his mouth, and our sheets.
“Yeah, give me all that shit, Ivy,” Judah rasped, holding my thighs apart while he rubbed me through it, bringing more out of me until I was whimpering.
I sat up quickly, needing to breathe, but he wasn’t done. He grabbed my hair, slid back into my mouth, and fucked it like he owned it, and I guess he did. His strokes become jerky almost immediately. “I’m about to nut. You gone swallow that shit for me?”
“Mmhmm.” My voice was muffled, but I stroked him with my hand and let him cum down my throat. I swallowed every drop, eyes on him, loving how pleasing him did something to us both.
He didn’t even give me a minute. “Turn around,” he commanded, voice raspy. I bit my lip and did as I was told. Getting on all fours, I arched my back. He slid into me inch by inch until he bottomed out, making me cry out. His hands snaked around my waist, slamming me back onto him.
“Shittt,” he groaned, catching a rhythm.
“Judah.”
“What, baby?” He taunted me. And I could tell without seeing it that he had that cocky smirk on his face.
“I can’t,” I whined, clawing at the sheets, my knees shaking.
“Yes, you can, Ma. Take that dick for me.” He slapped my ass hard, and I screamed.
When I tried to crawl forward, his voice sharpened. “You told me this my pussy, Ivy. Why you running from me?”
My body arched against him; it wasn’t even painful. Just some intense pleasure that I was trying to escape. It had me on the verge of losing my mind.
Once I collapsed on my stomach, he put me in a vice grip. His hand pinning my arm behind my back, his other forcing my chin up. He fucked me through my climax, groaning when I clenched tight around him.
“Who told you to cum?” he growled in my ear.
“You,” I was on the verge of tears.
“Nah, you did that shit on your own. Now give me another one.”
He rolled me onto my side, his leg over mine, his fingers strumming my clit while he fucked me from behind. I screamed, my body malfunctioning as another orgasm tore through me. His mouth crashed into mine, passionately biting me.
“Where you want me to nut, Ivy?” he grunted, going harder.
“Cum in my pussy,” I answered, nails clawing at his wrist.
That sent him over the edge. He cursed and bit my shoulder as he released inside me, both of us panting, bodies sticky with sweat.
After, we lay tangled in each other. My throat was on fire from screaming his name and having ten or more inches down my throat. He kissed my temple before he walked toward the bathroom.
“I love you.”
