Before I can answer or tell him he’s crazy, he’s kissing down my throat, my breasts, my stomach, and when his mouth settles between my legs, I almost come off the bed. Biting down on my lip, I scream internally as he assaults my pussy like he owns it, and at that moment, he does. My whole body is blistering hot; sweat drips down my temple into my hair, and I try not to scream, bu
t I’m not doing a very good job of it. When my body seizes, he doesn’t let up. He ruthlessly licks my clit until I’m crying out so loud, I’m sure that people across campus hear me.
“Fuck, you’re so loud. It’s making me so fucking hard,” he says, standing and chucking his pants off and to the side. When his huge, hard dick springs out toward me, I can see why all the girls on campus love Jude Sinclair.
“Holy huge penis, batman.”
He laughs and my face turns red. I can’t believe I just said that, but my filter is clouded with lust. Reaching out, I take his huge dick and cover it with my mouth, stopping his laughter. Taking a step toward me, he pushes his dick farther in my mouth. I suck him in and out of my mouth quickly. All of a sudden, though, my hair falls along my shoulders from where he undid my clip as I lick and tease him like he did me. I’m a little rusty since I haven’t given head in a really long time, but the noises he’s making are promising and fuel me to go faster as his fingers tangle in my hair. I can feel him about to come and I’m excited for it, but before he can, he pulls himself from my mouth and shakes his head.
“I want to be in you.”
“Condom though, right?” I ask with my brows brought in.
He nods as he reaches for his jeans, pulling his wallet out. “Of course, baby.”
Why did I just swoon? Lying back on the bed, I watch as he sheathes himself before covering my body with his. Cupping me behind my knees, he brings my legs back before directing himself toward my wet center. Before he can go in though, I say, “I haven’t been with anyone in three years.”
I’m not 100% sure why I said that, but something possessive burns in his eyes and he nods slowly. “I’ll take it easy, but I’m not gonna lie, Claire. I’ve been around, but that stops after this.”
Then he enters me and lights go off behind my eyes. He’s too big or I’m too small, and I want to say stop from the burning sensation between my legs, but then he pulls out slowly, going back in again, and it starts to feel good with each thrust. Soon he’s causing another orgasm within me and I’m thrashing beneath him. Pressing down on my legs, he drops his mouth to mine, kissing the stuffing out of me as he thrusts into me so gently but at the same time hard. It’s insane and feels oh so great.
When my body tightens around him, he groans, dropping his head to mine as he continues to thrust inside me. “Fuck, you are so damn tight, baby,” he whispers against my lips.
My nails dig into his ass as he picks up speed, our bodies slapping together, and then he slams into me one last time, a guttural sound leaving his lips as he falls on top of me, going completely limp. Closing my eyes, I take in a deep breath, our hearts both beating out of control but together at the same time. Turning his face, he smiles at me before pressing his lips to the side of my mouth.
“I knew you were a game changer, Claire Anderson.”
I grin as I look over at him, meeting his lazy gaze. “And I knew you were trouble.”
Kissing me again, he says, “The good kind of trouble, the kind that gives you multiple orgasms and feeds you.”
I giggle. “True, and I am kinda hungry.”
“Good, me too. Let’s go get Waffle House.”
I eye him and ask, “Why Waffle House?”
“’Cause it’s my favorite. Do you not like it?”
I’m breathless. It’s not every day you find someone whose favorite restaurant is Waffle House. It’s more of a drunk spot to eat at, but I love everything about it.
And so does Jude.
I just slept with Jude.
And we both love Waffle House and have just had unbelievable sex.
As I look into his eyes, he waits for my answer, and I can’t help but think that if he doesn’t want to see me after we eat, I could be a little heartbroken. Somehow, somewhere, sometime, I kinda developed some kind of hard-core, stupid crush on this guy who is nothing but trouble. A womanizing hockey player with a one-way ticket out of here. While I want to regret this, I can’t muster up the feeling.
All I feel is amazing.
And I want so much more.
Swallowing loudly at the realization that Jude has completely rocked my world, I bite into my lip before saying, “It’s my favorite, too.”
With a wink, he kisses my nose before slowly removing himself from my body. “Good, let’s get dressed and go, unless you want to cuddle or something.”
I smile as I sit up. “Do you cuddle, Hey Jude?”