I’d been certain that any good feelings Jude had for me were extinguished the moment he’d learned about Maya. When we put Maya down so we could talk, I was sure it would be about visitation schedules and how to coparent. I definitely didn’t expect him to suggest that he still wanted me.
But he did, and I wanted him too. More than just sex, I wanted to love him. I wanted to show him the depth of my feelings. To worship his body and bring him pleasure, hopefully destroying all the pain I’d brought to him.
I started by sucking his dick, doing it the way I remembered he taught me that he liked. I felt so powerful listening to his groans, feeling his fingers flex and grip my head as I sucked and licked.
But then he pulled me up, undressed me, and now he was sliding inside me. It felt so deliciously sweet. His gaze was intense as he drove into me. In that moment, we were exactly like we’d been eight years ago. Perfect.
He moved, sliding in and out, slowly, and I wanted to let go. Let sensation pull me under and then over. But my goal had been to love him. To let him know through my touch how much I cared for him.
“I want a turn,” I managed to say as he ground his hips against me, hitting my sensitive clit.
He rolled us, and now I was on top. My hands gripped his pecs, lightly kneading them. I leaned over licking and then sucking his nipples, loving how he let out harsh hiss when I lightly bit one and tugged.
I sat up, sinking deeper over him as I ran my hands down his chest and belly. He reached up, his fingers tweaking my nipples.
“You still have the most fantastic tits,” he said. He levered up, wrapping his lips around one, and sucking hard, making me forget for a moment that I wanted to run this seduction.
“Jude,” I gasped as his mouth on my nipples made my pussy clench tight.
“I love it
when you say my name. Tell me my name is the only one you say, April.”
I gripped his head, holding him to me as I rode him, faster, harder, my pussy becoming achingly more needy.
“Only you…Jude…”
He growled against my breast, the vibration echoing through me. “Make me come, baby…fuck I need to come.” He flopped back, his hands gripping my waist as he began to buck his hips in time with me.
His dick was thick as it moved inside me with increasing friction that made it hard for me to breathe.
“Oh God…” I was so close. My head dropped back as I reached for the end line. My body felt wild and feverish as it bounced over him.
“Fuck, I’m there…” he gasped. His thumb slid down, flicking over my clit and stars burst behind my eyes as pleasure exploded from my pussy, radiating out through my entire body.
I bit my lip to keep from screaming out his name so that we didn’t wake Maya. I covered his mouth with my palm, hoping to muffle his cry as his hips shot up, and warm liquid filled me.
I collapsed on him, exhausted and yet feeling sated. His arms wrapped around me, making me feel safe and wanted. For a moment, I let myself believe in the dream we’d had. He and I living happily together with our child. Not that I didn’t think it couldn’t happen still. The odds of it were much improved. But there was still so much in our way. He was my boss. How would Cyrus feel about this? Did Jude want to keep all this a secret? Did I?
The biggest hurdle would be August. Even if it turned out that August would accept Jude now, there was no getting past what he’d done to us. What he’d taken from Jude. I wasn’t sure Jude could forgive that. In a worse scenario, August would still be adamant that Jude and I shouldn’t be together. That sort of family discord wasn’t something I wanted Maya around all the time.
“Stop thinking,” he murmured against my neck. He rolled me, until he was on top. “Right now, let’s just be.”
I didn’t know how he knew I was ruminating, but I was able to push it aside and focus on right now. Especially when he started sliding inside me again. His dick growing, thickening as he did.
“That was fast,” I gasped.
“I have a lot of time to make up for.”
We made love again, this time slower, sweeter, and still so satisfying. I knew without a doubt that Jude was the only man for me and so if August messed this up, I’d be alone.
When we finished, I put on one of Jude’s t-shirts and running shorts to sleep in. He balked about wearing clothes, but I remined him there was a child in the other room. He had the sweetest smile at the reminder that made my heart swell. He put on shorts and climbed into bed with me.
“How do people have more than one kid if they have to sleep in pajamas?” he joked pulling me closer to him.
“They have quickie sex and then get dressed.”
He kissed my forehead and held me close until we both fell asleep.