Page 79 of More Than Friends

“Please fuck me already,”I beg, my back arching as Jude slides two fingers inside me.

I wanted to have my fun and give him a blow job to make him feel as good as he’s made me feel, but if he won’t let me make him come with my mouth, I’m more than ready to feel him inside me.

“Fuck, I love how eager you are for my cock,” Jude growls, his teeth scraping against my throat.

He keeps making all of these promises of fucking me and still hasn’t yet. Of course I’m eager for it. The orgasms he’s given me with his fingers and tongue have already made me see stars. I can’t imagine what it’ll feel like when he’s fully inside me, coming at the same time I am.

My skin prickles at the thought.

As if he can read my mind, Jude pauses the trail of kisses and bites along my neck to look me in the eyes. “I don’t have a condom.”

I groan because even though I’m on the pill, I know after Ava being a surprise, he’s going to want to use one. “Maybe in your room? Your wallet?”

An unreadable look washes over Jude’s face for a moment. I so badly want to know what it means, but I’m too distracted by the way his fingers still move in and out of me to ask about it. He shakes his head. “I don’t think so. I’ve never brought a woman here for that, and to be honest, I don’t know the last time I needed one.”

I blink as I try to process what he’s saying. It doesn’t make sense, but I’m too lost in my desperation for him to put any more thought into it.

“I don’t want to stop,” I whine. “I want you to fuck me.”

Jude lets out a groan of his own. His forehead falls to mine as he continues to let his fingers slowly move in and out of me. “Are you on the pill?”

I nod excitedly. “Yes. And my recent checkup was clear.”

“Mine too. We don’t have to if you don’t want to. I’ve always used a condom, but there’s nothing I’d love more than to fuck you without anything between us. Char, I want to feel all of you.”

I knew I was already falling fast and hard for him, but there’s something about the desperation and vulnerability in his voice that splits me wide open.

He must take my silence as hesitation because he pulls his head away to meet my eyes. “We don’t have to. I can stop now or try to get condoms delivered or?—”

I can’t help but laugh at the thought of someone delivering condoms. I shake my head. “I don’t want anything between us either.”

He lets out a breath of relief. “Fuck, I’ve dreamed of this so many times, I can’t believe it’s going to happen.”

My eyes close at his words. Jude’s always been upfront about his attraction to me, but flirting is a personality trait for him. I don’t know how deep his attraction goes, but it means everything to know that he’s imagined us just like this. Thatmaybe even in his sleep, he’s wanted me the way I find myself wanting him.

I arch my hips, a silent plea for him to replace his fingers with his dick. They feel incredible inside me, but I still need more. “I need you,” I pant, goosebumps popping up on my skin when he pulls my nipple into his mouth.

“Not as much as I need you, sweetheart,” he responds before gently biting my peaked nipple.

“Jude.” I moan, my entire body once again feeling like I could combust at any moment when he pulls his fingers from inside me and circles my clit with the tip of his dick.

His eyes rake over my face as he pushes hair from my forehead and smooths it out. “Yes, baby?”

I tremble under his touch. He’s teasing me, pressing just the tip of his length against me without pushing in. “Please,” I manage to get out. My entire body feels like it’s on fire. Sweat sticks to my skin as I wait for him to give me what I want.

“Please what?”

“Please, fuck me.”

He lets out a deep, throaty chuckle that makes my toes curl. “I’ve got to give my girl what she wants.”

He lines himself up perfectly and pushes in. The moment the tip of him is inside, he lets out a whimper that sends tingles down my spine. It’s the hottest sound I’ve ever heard. It’s vulnerable and erotic, and I want to hear him do it again, knowing he made that sound because of the way it felt for him to be inside me.

I run my hands down his back, needing to feel him everywhere I can as he continues to slowly seat himself.

His head falls to the crook of my neck as his broad shoulders heave up and down from his heavy breathing. “You feel so fucking good, Char.”

I arch my hips at his words, the movement allowing him a little deeper. I don’t know how much of him is even inside me, but it feels like too much and perfect at the same time.