Page 11 of Prized Possession


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His hand on my hip pulls me toward him and he drops his towel. I wrap my legs around his waist, grinding indecently against his hard erection; and it’s only getting harder by the second. A rush of heat runs through my pussy, darkening my thong—I can feel it clear as day. Jude’s gaze drops low before he takes a step back, though two large fingers of his loop around my black triangle, pulling the damp cloth aside.Oh god.

He stares at my slit, eye fucking it like it’s his to take.And he couldn’t be more right.

My lips part. I’m panting, holding myself up against the counter. Jude starts stroking his length and groans, brushing a finger against my folds. I scoot forward, raising my hips—and he quickly seems to take the hint.

He slips a single digit inside of me, readjusting himself as he gets a feel of the slippery path he’s brought on. And it’salmostenough for my body to grab at the pressure. But wanting more, a whimper escapes my lips as I jostle against his hand.

“Please,” I beg. I’m shaking at the fact this is finally happening, but I still need him to go faster.

Jude’s eyes flash up on mine. “You want this?” he snarls, still stroking his cock that’s now doubled in size. I can’t look away as it hangs heavy between his legs.

But I manage a nod, giving him an answer at the very least.

He steps back as his eyes scan me over, and the loss…it’s too hard to handle. The head of his length drips with a bead of precum and my mouth starts to water all over again. Not giving it much thought, I slip off the counter and Jude quickly extends a hand, confused. But when I drop to my knees and look up at him, batting my eyes softly, he seems to start to understand.

“Are you sure, angel?” he asks, voice husky.

I nod again, as the thought of just howbighe is only makes me want him more. Slowly, I wrap my fingers around the bottom of his cock, guiding him up to my lips, collecting the bead of precum I’ve been eyeing.

It’s salty on my tongue, and I savor it, folding my lips together.

This isn’t something I’ve ever done to Luca…he always preferred me on my back, keeping control. But with Jude…he seems to grow harder by me taking charge.

His eyes are heavy-lidded, as he seems pleased when I pop the tip of his cock in between my lips, sucking on it gently. He groans, and I push up on my knees, a bit of enthusiasm having me perk up. Taking down more of him, I can barely go much further. His tip is just about hitting the back of my throat already.

He’s so long…girthy, even. I have to keep a tight hand on his length as I suck, and just to help cover the surface.

“Fuck, Sara.” Jude’s groans keep me going as I continue to work him over slowly. “That’s my girl,” he praises. I slide my tongue along the underside of his shaft, picking up the pace as I move in closer, my tits brushing his thighs. But then all of a sudden his hands slide under my arms, forcing me off his cock and up to my feet.

“You keep doing that and this is going to end now,” he warns, voice gruff.

“I don’t mind.” My smile spreading, as I’m feeling eager to get back on my knees again. I don’t know what’s gotten into me...but something about Jude is so arousing, so tempting, it’s making me want to focus on pleasing him more than my own self.

He spins me around, pressing me back against the counter again gently; but this time, we can see each other in the mirror.

And I already love the way we look together…especially just like this. Loving the way his hand covers my entire hip as he adjusts me slightly, getting us in line.

“I need you up a little more,” he mutters, and his cock bounces against my ass as he moves my hips.

I whimper, wiggling, trying to press back against his hold but I’m held in place with one hand; his other one busy guiding his cock up to my folds, nudging my wet opening.

I’m drenched with desire, my thighs all coated.

Jude separates my cheeks, and with ease, slides his length inside of me—his wide tip enough to have me moaning as he drives in deeper, taking it slow…inch-by-pulsing-inch. I push up on my tiptoes, spreading my legs further and causing Jude to groan as my cheeks slam back against him.

“Don’t move,” he growls, and the demand in his voice sends goosebumps down my back. Just watching him in the mirror is only making me wetter as he starts to pump his cock in and out slowly.

I’m starting to bounce, going up and down, my breasts swaying. “Jude,” I whine, and his gaze flicks up from where he’s buried inside of me, meeting my stare in the mirror.

He presses tightly against my back, burying his cock in my walls as he reaches a hand around me, wrapping it lightly around my throat. This is so new…nothing like what I’ve ever done before.

But one thing I know more than anything is I trust this man more thananyoneelse.

“Stay put,” he instructs, a serious edge to his tone. And I do, feeling his fingers tightenslightlyon my throat as he begins to thrust his hips.

Each thrust he almost slides out—almost—before pummeling his way back in. I’m aching, my eyes rolling back in my head as he gives me a squeeze every now and then. And I’m fighting the urge to bounce on his cock, remembering what he just said—I need to stay put.

Jude grunts and leans forward, his body hunching over mine. His hands slide to my breasts, squeezing them almostviciously. Waves of pleasure course through my veins; my nipples hard as ever, and I stare them down in the mirror as I relentlessly get pounded into.

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