Chapter Eight
Jude's pov
"Maris I'm sorry"
"Oh please save me that drama what the hell is wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry I really am"
"I am angry,Jude!" she hissed.
"Over what?"
"Seriously you have to ask?"
"Until you start communicating, yeah I do"
"I'm angry because of you"
My forehead pinched "how so?"
"Because of that stupid kiss, because of the sex it led to "
"You liked it as much as I do"
"Yes but it means nothing to you and then it led to all these feelings that I don't know what to do with"
"Wait, What?"
"Are you daft? I told you that I have feelings for you but you said you don't want to be in a relationship but still you wouldn't let me go out with other guys, I don't know what you want"
Happiness raced through my core at her admission. At first I wanted to take things love it but at this point I love her a lot That's why I get jealous whenever I see her with another guy. I leaned into her stealing shallow breath as she gazed at me with her parted lips waiting to be taking advantage of.
Her whisper halted my advance.
"We need a break"
"From what?"
"From being friends and having sex"
This can't be happening. How did I win her heart and lose it all at once?. Now she doesn't want to even be my friend. What on earth is happening. I went to her dorm to apologize for interrupting her at the restaurant and now this? I ruined everything.
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Maris pov
It's been days since Jude showed up at my place to apologize for his rude behavior at the restaurant. I told him I needed space to clear my head.
Every fiber of me wants to regret kissing him but I can't. Despite that first kiss leading to our undoing. I just can't no matter how hard I try.
My room door swung open. Jude walked inside slamming it behind him. I rolled my eyes. "Jude what are you doing here?"
"We need to talk"
"I think we've talked enough, don't you?"
"No I don't, I think we've been talking but not a whole lot has been said"
Jude clasped my face in his palms, gazing deep into my eyes.
"I wanna date you.....only you. Just like I have for the past years"
His confession and honesty paired with the mere couple of inches between our mouths, was his biggest tease yet. My gaze darted between his lips and eyes unsure which to focus on.
"I'm gonna kiss you now" he whispered
He pursed his lips against mine and I let him. My stomach sank and the throbbing between my throbbing made an instant appearance. My fingers wrapped his wrists as the softness of his thumb stroked my cheeks with more admiration than any man has ever gifted me with.
He's my addiction. I'm enslaved to the candid flavor of his mouth, each crystalized muscle beneath his skin and the thigh that packages them.
With the increasing speed of each kiss,.I sucked in a breath when I could but air wasn't a priority. Our smacking lips filled the room.
I abruptly pulled back, halting our kissing.
"What is it?"
"Nothing just took tired to have sex"
"Okay my love" he said as he carried me to the kitchen "I want to make something special for you"
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Later that night after we had dinner. I asked him to spend the night at my place since my roommate wasn't gonna come back that night.
We laid in bed talking.
"Don't threaten me with a good time" I snarled
His buckle loosened and unzipped his jeans.
"Anything else?" He raised a brow.
"Well I want dessert"
"Agreed" he smirked "And?"
He dropped his jeans and boxers to the floor, freeing his erection. As he knocked them off from his feet. He crawled into the mattress settled between my thighs and pursed his lips against mine.
He reclaimed his lips and granted me a deviant grin."Now let's get you outta this clothes"
My knees hovered in the air as I rested on the foot of the mattress and Jude's hand grasped the backside of them, coating them in the warmth of his body heat. He stood at the end of the bed, butt naked and thrusting his thick cock repeatedly, filling my insides to the brim with nothing but his raw flesh. The hearty slap of his hips against my ass and legs as he fucked me hard without remorse echoed around us and my moans were now at screaming levels.
Though I craved a couple of fingers caressing my clit-mine or his - I knew it would be the end of me. Jude was so close to the finish line that one more touch is all it would take. He's pulled out at least three times to lick and suck on my clit. Just as my pussy spasms and my legs quiver. He reclaims his tongue, rises and slips his dick back inside me.
"You're killing me here"I moaned. "You know that right?"
"I'm sorry, baby"
The tiny satisfied smirk he wears as he drives his manhood balls-deep, signalling his apology was nothing more than a lie.
I grinned "no you're not"
"No I'm not" he muttered. "I wish I could suck on your clit and fuck you at the same time but it's not physically possible"
Jude groaned and pulled back. His shaft slid from my sex and the pleasurable pressure of being loaded with his erection stopped. I moaned in agony. I can't stand to feel him leave me, even if it's for a second.
He fell to his knees for the fourth time. I cried rolling my eyes as he sucked my clit between his lips and circled his tongue across the swollen bud, centering my folds. The pressure of a couple of his fingers suddenly eased it's way inside, unlike the last three times. He worked them in and out of my soaking wet center as his tongue fluttered against my ruffles. I screamed into the empty air if my bedroom, already fragrant with sex and salt.