Page 69 of The Heart of Smoke


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Right as I feel like I might come, Jude slows down. My heart is hammering in my chest and my head feels as though it’ll explode. I whimper and beg for him to go faster, harder, quicker. He goes at a teasing pace that drives me wild. The slow build begins again, making me more and more desperate. Then, when I’m close, he lets go completely.

I cry out in protest, clawing at his arm to continue. The bed shifts and moves before he’s yanking my underwear down my thighs. A shudder of anticipation ripples through me. Are we going to have penetrative sex now? Does he even know how? I need to prepare to take him. He’s too big to just shove it in!

Sean was too big and shoved it in all the time.

You took cock like a pro back then.

Shame coats over me that I’m thinking of sex with Sean. I hated when he’d do that shit. Lube wasn’t in his vocabulary. Hot tears form in my eyes, but I don’t know how to stop this.

Weak.

You’re weak, Tate.

Always have been. Always will be.

Jude crudely shoves my thighs apart, settling his body between them. I can see the dark shadowed outline of his body as he sits on his haunches between my spread legs, towering over me with painful promise.

His massive hands grip my hips, hauling me up the tops of his thighs to meet his dick. I nearly choke with relief to realize his underwear is still on. His cock is hard, straining against the material as he pushes between my ass cheeks.

Pulsing desire shoots its way through my dick, making it bounce up eagerly. I don’t know what he’s doing, but it’s kind of hot. He starts rubbing my balls with both hands like he’s admiring the weight of them, the shape, and the fuzzy hair there. One of his thumbs even rubs along my crack, testing the puckered hole. I jolt with a fear of pain, but he doesn’t push his thumb inside.

He’s not Sean.

This settles me a bit.

Despite being a huge guy like Sean, he’s not cruel like him. At least as far as I can tell. I’m further consoled when he starts stroking my cock again with one hand and fondling my balls with the other.

For a guy who’s never given a handy to another dude, he’s actually quite creative and talented. I find myself relaxing and spreading my legs more, inviting him to rub his fat cock against my asshole that tingles with need. My hands find my knees and I pull them to my chest.

“Tate,” he rasps, voice raw and desperate. “I want to make you come.”

I cry out as I get closer to my orgasm. “I’m almost there. This feels incredible.”

He grunts in approval, continuing his stroking and teasing. His hips flex, pushing his cock against me as though he’s actually fucking me. All fear is gone and I suddenly wish he’d rip off his boxers and do just that.

I want him inside of me—stretching me and owning me and filling me with his cum.

My fantasies coupled with the reality of his touch have me coming with a scream. An actual scream. I’m both horrified and shocked that pleasure could make me do that. The scream trails off into more of a long, loud moan as my cum explodes out of me. It splatters everywhere—all over his hand, my stomach, and even a glob landing on my nipple.

He continues stroking me, using my cum as much-needed lube, until I’m weak, shivering, and no longer crying out in ecstasy.

“I love the sounds you make,” Jude rumbles as he releases my dick to slide his palm up my wet lower stomach. “Fucking hot.”

I grin in the darkness. “You’re fucking hot.”

Jude crawls over me, the bed squeaking under his weight. Hot breath tickles over me and I strain in the dark to see him. Nothing but a shadow.

“I don’t understand my need for you,” he murmurs. “I can’t think clearly.”

Well, that makes two of us, buddy.

He grabs one of my hands and brings it to his mouth. His lips press to a knuckle and he kisses it. My heart stutters as he repeats the action with every finger.

I want to grab his face and kiss him silly.

As though he can hear my thoughts, he tenses and then pulls away. The air is cold without him touching me. I feel chilled and exposed.

“Go back to sleep, Tate,” Jude instructs as he slips off the bed. “I’m going to shower and then get some work done.”

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