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“Now. When I can keep you right here, see your face, and feel your reactions.” He moved his hips and kissed me slowly, melting any tension I had left. I curled my legs around his hips, savoring the feeling of being tangled with him. If I didn’t know how much pleasure could come after this, I would happily stay here forever, wrapped up in everything that was Jude.
“You’re happy?” he asked. “With how this is going?”
“Yes,” I breathed, startled. “Of course. Are you not—”
He covered my mouth with his, silencing me and my spike of panic. “Sweetheart, I am beyond happy. I meant here, in the bedroom, under my control.”
Biting my lip, I nodded. I’d never thought I could be happy as I was now. This man had me in handcuffs, tied to my bed to have his way with me, and I felt like I was bathing in perfumed sunlight. “More than I ever thought I could be.”
Jude rocked his hips again, the movement grinding against my clit and shooting sparks of pleasure up behind my eyes. “I hope you know I’m not the kind of man who needs you on your knees to be happy.” His face was serious.
“I know.”
He slipped one hand under my head, and then the other, so I was cradled by him. “Do you want that because you think it would make me happy? Or do you want it for you?”
My body reacted before I could speak, everything in me tightening and squeezing down on him. “I—” I swallowed, my mouth suddenly dry. “I wanted to try it. Never thought it would feel like that.”
“Anything you want to try, I’ll try it with you,” he said. “This isn’t a one-way street. Just because I want to be in control here, and you like it, doesn’t mean you have no say.” The kiss he placed under my jaw had goose bumps running across my skin. “That being said, you look fucking beautiful on your knees.”
“Oh?” The sound was more a moan than anything else.
“And I’ll happily have you kneel for me if you want to be there. The fantasies I have about your mouth…”
My hips arched against his, the images flooding my mind instantly making me so much more desperate for him to move and fuck me. “Please, Jude.”
He grinned like he didn’t know exactly what he was doing to me. “It could be fun.”
I didn’t know what he meant. All I knew was I was using my legs to try to make him move, and it was about as effective as kicking a mountain.
Jude moved, lifting himself off me just to drive home again. Stars exploded behind my eyes, and I nearly came. Everything inside me was so aroused and alert, I knew I wasn’t going to last.
Hooking his hands under my knees, he lifted them, pressing my legs until I was bent nearly in half, stretched for him. I felt even more vulnerable, and my mind switched to the blissfully blank place where it was only the two of us and our pleasure.
Easing out and in, Jude groaned, his grip on my legs telling me he was holding himself back too. “Ask me again.”
“Please.” It was automatic. I would do whatever he wanted now. I was putty in his hands. He rolled his hips, and they didn’t stop moving. Pleasure was already building in my core, and I sank into it.
His arms came down around me, bracing him as he fucked me harder. Words whispered in my ear. “Good girls beg for what they want. As long as you don’t stop begging, I won’t stop fucking you, but I need to hear your pretty voice.”
“Please.” He stopped mid-stroke. The man had the self-control of a warrior, and I searched for my words, trying to find what I needed. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” I put the words on a loop in my mind.
I didn’t stop, and neither did he. I begged Jude to take me until my voice ran into nothing but a single, moaning sound. The world went white, and I shattered. Pleasure raked through me like lightning, twisting through me and making me dizzy.
“Did I say you could stop?” he teased. “I don’t think you’ve quite earned your Chinese.”
There was no way I was coherent, but I let Jude hear me until he kissed me quiet and we both went over the edge together.
Chapter 22
Jude
Lena was fast asleep when my cell rang. It was late, but not so late a call meant an emergency. I’d worn Lena out with sex and then Chinese food, and the way she was curled around her pillow like it was the only thing in the world was adorable.
I silenced the ring and eased out of bed, moving downstairs to take the call. But the name on the phone stopped me in my tracks. “Ellen?”
“Jude, hi.” She sounded shaky. “I’m sorry to be calling so late. I’ve been making calls all day, and I literally just realized what time it is. I’m sorry, I’ll call back later.”
“No, it’s okay. Are you okay?”
