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He meets me with soft, welcoming nips that grow into bold explorations. And that’s not all that becomes bold. His caresses begin roaming more sensitive, protected places on my body, eventually stealing beneath my tank top to cup my breast. His teasing thumb zeroes in on my nipple, making it stand up and take notice.
Heat builds between us, but it’s so much more than simple arousal. It’s a swirling madness of love and desire that’s been on hold too long. Like a caged animal, it demands to be freed.
Body warming from the inside out, I breathe his name and slide one leg over his lap. At the same time, he rolls to pin me between his hard, mostly healed body and the soft back of the couch. And I feel himthere. Between my legs, Hammer is eager to make a ruling.
Jud’s hand trembles as he shoves down the front of his sweatpants and frees his cock to my questing hand. I remember how he likes to be stroked, rough, foreskin gliding over his head, then tunneled back, then forward again.
He moans, and his hips press forward, seeking more.
How can a week seem like such a long absence? My body craves Jud’s like we’ve been apart for years. A fiery yearning makes a fist in my womb, and I suddenly feel ravenous for him. I need him to penetrate me. I need him to claim me.
With one hand I try shoving my sleep shorts down my legs, but I’m too tangled up in Jud.
He knows. To him, the shorts are no barrier. With talented fingers, he slides up the loose, silky leg and finds the place that needs filling. I must be very wet, because when he groans into our kiss and pushes inside with one digit, the glide is perfectly smooth. Then he has two fingers in me, and he presses them deep. The most delicious sensations begin swirling in my core.
I sling my leg over his hip, asking for more, but instead of giving me more, he slips his fingers free. I nip his lip in protest.
“Spicy kitten,” he chuckles. “Don’t worry. Daddy’s got you.”
And he’s there with Hammer, reclaiming his place inside me, but this time with the most intimate part of him. He’s huge and rock-hard, and the stretch is the most magnificent thing I’ve ever felt.
We both groan with mixed fulfillment and longing. It’s a blessed relief to be connected again, but we both need more.
With a single, fierce thrust, Jud rears back and plows into me. I’m pinned, helpless between my man and the back of the couch, and the helplessness I feel at being so surrounded is perfection.
“Yes,” I whisper, and I hold on, because Jud is not making love to me gently. He’s as ravenous as I am, and his hips are snapping. He’s jack-hammering into me, fucking me into the couch.
His forcefulness is everything I need. I meet his thrusts with what little movement I can bring, and I cling to him as he rides me sideways.
Blood rushes in my ears as my pleasure builds. I can’t even comprehend how amazing it feels for Jud to take me like this, like everything can return to normal. I start to moan, but his hand goes over my mouth.
“The others are waking up, precious.” His voice trembles as he works me. His lungs are like twin bellows as he sucks oxygen. His body needs it for this vigorous workout. His muscles strain, and his cock digs deep, seeking the end of me. “We don’t want them to hear us, do we?”
I feel my eyes go wide. Oh, I like that! I like that he wants me to be quiet. The component of secrecy intensifies my pleasure.
The feet of the couch are thumping on the floor, but he doesn’t seem to mind that. His hand leaves my mouth, and his lips curve into a grin. He’s trusting me to be silent.
With a shaky nod, I commit myself to the challenge. It’s not easy. My lover is not sparing me. My name for his cock is appropriate, because I’m quite literally being hammered. Jud is pounding his love into me, and I feel it so deep.
I manage to stifle my moans, but my breath refuses to be steady. I drag in great gasps of air as pleasure makes a fist inside me. It’s about to punch through. God, I want it to punch through.
And then Jud grips two handfuls of my buttocks, and he buries himself home. He lets out a barely-there groan, and I feel him spurting jets of his come inside me.
My body convulses as I come apart in my lover’s arms. It feels so incredible I should be frightened, but Jud’s grip is secure. He won’t let anything bad happen to me. So, I cling to him, and I ride the wave, and when my pussy finally stops fluttering around him, I look up to find him panting and angling his face toward mine.
I place my open mouth on his, and we breathe together.
“When we get home,” he says, “I want us to get married.”
Oh. My. Gosh. Jud just asked me to marry him. In a very Jud way, making it more of a proclamation than a proposal. My stomach does a happy flip.
I can’t think of anything I’d like more. I open my mouth to say yes, but right then, my stomach flips again, this time not so happy. A pang of nausea hits my middle like a cannon ball.
“Oh, God!” I push out of Jud’s arms, leap off the couch, and run for the nearest bathroom.
Jud
The hell just happened?
