His skin is so smooth compared to mine. The ridges of his muscles define his stomach like they’re carved from marble, and a fine scattering of dark hair covers his chest.
I reach out again and this time he lets me. He’s so hard. I brush my thumb over his nipple.
He shivers.
I grin and do it again and then I get bold. My hand drops to his cock and I draw my fist up, reveling in how something so hard can feel so soft.My fingers hit something even harder, and my eyes widen. I brush my thumb over the metal bar near the tip of Jude’s cock. It’s about an inch wide, a curved barbell piercing. “Oh my god,” I whisper.
Jude smirks. “Trust me, Angel, you’ll love it.”
Shock has my heart beating faster. Out of all of the guys, Jude is the last one I’d expect to be pierced. Eli, sure, but not Jude. I stroke his shaft, playing with the piercing.
“That’s enough of that now.” Jude grabs my wrist. He picks up my other hand and presses them both into the mattress either side of my head. “Keep them there,” he orders.
I do what he says, staying perfectly still as Jude slips on a condom and lines himself up.
He cups my face in his hand and brushes his thumb across my cheek. “You ready?”
I nod.
“I need your words, babygirl. I’m about to ruin this pretty little pussy so I need to know you’re on board with that.”
“Yes,” I say. “Fuck me, Jude.”
His gaze darkens and he thrusts into me.
My eyes roll back in my head, and I gasp. I’m so wet he slides all the way in, to the hilt, and I’ve never felt so full before. His piercing hits my g-spot and a delicious burn tingles from where I’m stretched around him.
He holds still for a moment, waiting for my eyes to find him before he starts to move. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.
Jude said to keep my hands against the bed, but he never said anything about my legs. I cross them behind his back and pull him closer, lusting for more.
He gets the message and pounds into me harder. His grip tightens around my hips so hard I think I’ll bruise. He takes full control, moving me against him in a relentless rhythm. It’s not as vicious as I imagine Eli would be, but Jude leaves no doubt that he’s the one in charge right now.
“God, you’re beautiful. You feel so good, Angel. Look at you, taking me so well.”
His praise ripples through me, and I squeeze around his cock. “More, Jude, please. I need more.”
“Shh. Hush now. I’ve got you, babygirl.” His hand drops to my pussy, and he grinds the heel of his palm against my clit. He’s so deep inside me. Every thrust pushes my core against his palm and senseless moans fall from my lips.
“That’s it, come for me Angel, let me feel you fall apart.”
My chest heaves in heavy pants. My eyelids flicker. Every part of me coils so tight I feel like I’m about to explode. “Jude–Please, I need... I’m going to-”
He steals my words with a kiss. “I know, I know. Just let go, baby. I’ve got you.”
His words send me cascading over the edge and I come harder than I ever have before. Pleasure pulses in my veins as Jude guides me through my orgasm, chasing his own release. Aftershocks pulse through me and he mutters a curse before burying himself deep and following me over the edge.
Our heavy breaths fill the room as we come down from up high. The weight of Jude’s body grounds me.
My fingers find his hair and I play with the coils. “Well, that was pretty incredible,” I say once I’ve regained the ability to form sentences.
Jude chuckles. “Youare incredible. Stay there.” He gently pulls out of me and deals with the condom before getting back into bed and gathering me in his arms.
We lie there, simply existing with each other for a while before my brain starts to whir.
“What did you mean about the long answer?” I ask. “Is it like with Oz? How you don’t mind sharing?” My words keep tumbling out. “Because you should know I’ve also kissed River. Or he’s kissed me. I didn’t know whether I should say. We never said this was exclusive but-”
Jude kisses me.
