“You’ve gotta just let me do what I have to do.”
I cup her chin. “Not a chance.”
“We’re enemies. Not a thing.”
“Enemies with benefits?” I try, thrusting my pelvis up.
“I’m done,” she says with a sigh. “Enough, Jude. Okay?” She rises and climbs out of the tub, ignoring my hard-on. “I’m going to bed.”
“It’s 8:00.”
“I need alone time.”
“Ally.”
She stares at me with sadness as she wraps her body up with a towel.
“I want you to know… whatever it is that’s goin’ on with you, just know that if at any stage you want to come clean and tell me, I’ll do whatever it is I can do to help you.”
She gives me a sad smile. “And I want you to know… whatever I had to do and will have to do, I’m doing all of it to protect the people I care about.”
I rest my cheek against my palm, elbow propped in the corner of the tub and watch as she combs her hair back, then grabs her robe and slips out of the bathroom. The cat hops down from the side of the tub and waddles after her.
27
Ally
It’s eleven thirty and half an hour ago, I changed into a tank top and booty shorts and got under the blankets, but until then, I’d been in my bathrobe mostly staring at the ceiling for the past hour.
My bedroom door opens, and Jude comes in. I see Georgie following him. He leaves the door open a crack.
I’ve been in here alone for the past few hours, mostly in my head. I did my nails, then tried and failed to get lost in a book before I gave up and decided to escape my problems through sleep.
But there’s been no escape.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
Is there no escape from him, either?
“Sleeping in here with you,” he says casually.
“No.”
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
“You know why.”
“Actually, I don’t.”
“Okay, maybe I should tell you,” he says, getting under the covers and pulling me to his body.
I feel a longing deep inside me as he pulls me close.
“Don’t,” I order.
“Don’t?”
“Don’t tell me why,” I whisper.
I can’t handle this, how right this feels, how much I want it.
“Fine. Question: why do you sleep with your head at the foot of the bed?”
“Don’t do that either.”
“Don’t ask questions? Why? And why not talk about what’s going on here? Because you know I’ll say that what’s happening is something you want? Something I want?”
“Shut up.”
“You know what might make me shut up?” he tries.
I roll my eyes even though he can’t see it.
“A blowjob,” he whispers, directly against my earlobe.
I laugh before I can stop myself.
“That’d shut me up, you mean. I’d be the one with the mouth full.”
“How about mutual blow jobs?” he suggests, sounding playful.
Hm.
He continues, “Shut us both up, give us both a good, solid sleep.”
I could use a good, solid sleep. But whether or not I’ll get one is another matter.
“This doesn’t mean anything,” I say.
“If you say so,” he whispers and kisses the tip of my nose. “But it does.”
This makes my sinuses burn.
And then I’m being flipped. I squeak as he effortlessly positions me so my face is over his bulge and my knees are on his shoulders. I shift to get more comfortable and feel his fingers pull my panties aside.
His mouth feels hot. Almost like fire against me. Delicious fire, incinerating all my nerve-endings.
He kneads my butt cheeks and then pulls on my underwear in a way that exerts fabulous pressure against my clit. I quickly get lost in those sensations as he not only prods with that hot, skilled tongue, but also uses his strong hands in delicious ways.
He blows a big raspberry on my butt cheek, and it makes me squeal.
He laughs. “Mutual?”
“Oh. Sorry.”
“Figured that’d wake you up.”
I have no trouble finding his cock with my mouth, since my cheek rests on his thigh.
His hand caresses my face briefly as I run my lips across his cock over his underwear, then he hauls them down.
“I got this. Worry about what you’re doing,” I quip.
His body shakes with laughter and then both of his hands are on my hips as his tongue lavishly licks between my folds.
Sucking Jude’s cock is no hardship. It’s especially nice when he makes sounds of approval and cants his hips so that he can get deeper into my mouth. The sounds he makes lets me know I’m doing all right – better than all right.
I pull out all my best moves. Twirling of the tongue, suction, playing with his ass and his balls, and I’m rewarded with not only the goosebumps I feel on his skin, but the enthusiasm with which he French kisses between my legs.
“Fuck, baby,” he moans. “Gonna come down your throat.”
“Mm.”
He rams two fingers into me and hits my g-spot and I cry out around a full mouth of Jude. He’s thrusting into my mouth while tonguing my clit and rubbing those fingers inside me until I explode like a glitter bomb, shards of Ally raining down all over the room while Jude shoots his load down my throat.