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How far they’d come, she thought, in just a couple of days, from her efforts to ignore him in the doorway of the Gold Rush Communication Center to this moment, seeing him seated, wearing only a towel on the end of his bed.
She knew he’d never brought another woman here, not in all these decades. One more reason why her time with him right now felt important, even sacred. She still had the conviction that it was temporary, so she wanted to make the most of every moment.
“So you feel honored?” he asked, his gray eyes questioning.
She nodded, moving close to him now. The bed was built up high so that his long legs were at an easy angle to the floor. She put her hands on his knees and slowly pushed them apart, moving between. The light blue towel split at the same time, so she decided to hurry it along, pulling each side to fall on the bed next to him and exposing him.
He was in a beautiful, aroused state, the size and strength of his cock a perfect representation of who he was. She leaned her hips into him so that she could feel him against her body while she took his long, thick hair in both hands, entwining her fingers. “I thought a lot about doing this, about getting so tangled up that I could never get free.”
His hands slid beneath the negligee, landing on her waist, kneading gently. “And I’ve pictured you here in my bedroom.”
“I wanted to be here.” The thought flitted through her mind that these circumstances, that she was a blood rose and carried within her an anti-mist weapon, might have been the only way she could have landed here with Jude. Was it a miracle or some kind or a curse?
Right now, though, she didn’t care. She was here. Jude was here. Nothing more needed to be said.
He dipped his head to her cleavage and ran his tongue the length. She shivered, tugging on his hair, leaning close to smell his spicy scent.
She realized she’d always loved the way he’d smelled. Only now, it was all mixed up with his maleness and her need for him. He lifted up and kissed her, surrounding her with his arms, pulling her close.
Deepening the kiss, he plunged his tongue inside, which took her breath away. His cock moved against her abdomen at the same time, hunting to be inside her. His hips arched and she felt the length of him glide up her stomach then back down.
He was just so much man to savor, touch, caress. She carefully unwrapped her fingers and slid her hands beneath his still-damp hair. His muscles rippled beneath her touch as she traveled down the center of his back, leaning over his shoulder to reach his waist.
Then her hands journeyed north again, feeling the width of his back all the way to his massive shoulders.
Pushing his hair down his back, she fondled his left shoulder, rubbing her fingers along the dips and swells, following with her tongue and her lips, licking and kissing.
She loved that he responded by nuzzling her neck and pulling her closer, pressing his hips into her again and again.
“Jude, may I do something to you?”
He drew back, smiling at her. It amazed her that a man who could look so ferocious just by frowning, could appear incredibly tender with just a smile. “Anything you want, Hannah. And I do mean anything.”
“Good.” Her cheeks warmed, because this was all so new and she was demanding things. “Why don’t you peel back the comforter all the way to the floor, then stretch out on your stomach.”
“My stomach?” His lips twisted. “You sure that’s what you want?” He let her feel him again, as he curled his hips.
“I won’t deny that you tempt me, but I’d like to indulge in another of my fantasies.”
He groaned softly, leaned close and nipped her throat, then moved around the foot of the bed to strip away the unnecessary bedding.
When he was face
down, spread eagle, she sighed with great contentment. She drew near his feet, stroking his thick calf muscles, then climbing up on her knees between his legs. She took turns with each leg, kissing and licking, steadily moving up until she could stroke his sack and his buttocks at the same time, then added more kissing and licking. His occasional groans and the flex of his hips told her she was on the right track.
Jude had muscles everywhere so that even his buttocks were tight, worthy of tongue worship. She spent several minutes fondling and licking all over his bottom.
She parted his almost waist-long hair, and worked her way up his back, massaging at times, fondling, kissing and licking. She wanted to remember Jude stretched out like this, letting her enjoy his body, for as long as she lived. Especially, since she had no confidence that they really could build a life together. Their lives were too disparate.
She stretched out on top of him, her legs on his, her toes reaching a little lower than mid-calf. “Spread out your arms.”
He obeyed quickly and she did the same, so that her arms were on top of his. She drew in a deep breath, wondering why this felt so good.
“What made you think of this?” he asked.
Hannah chuckled. “I love how you look. Even before I developed a serious desire for you, I used to watch you play darts just to enjoy how you moved. And once, when you were a little drunk, you picked Paul up, who is a big man, and spun him on your shoulders. You have such athletic grace. And now I’m feeling all that muscle beneath my body. It just makes me happy, like I’m balanced on top of a raft, heading out to sea.”
His turn to laugh. “A raft, huh?”
