Fool For You (Made for Love Book 4) (55 page)

I plunge my tongue into her entrance, letting go of my dick so that I can use both hands to spread her open even wider. I
devour
her, spurred on by my need, by the sound of her breathing, and my desire to feel her come all over my fucking face.

“
Jude!
Oh, god—I’m going to come. Can I come?”

Before I can pull away to give her an answer, I feel her fingers in my hair. I sit up and she gasps, her eyes locking with mine as realization hits.

“
Shit,
” she cries. “No! Oh, my god!” She brings her hands to her face, and I swear I hear tears in her voice.

“If I had known the reality of no cappuccinos would upset you so—”

“Fuck the cappuccinos, Judah—I just want
you
. Don’t stop. I need
you!
I’m sorry, I—just—
please
—
please
, Judah. Don’t stop!”

“My sweetheart wants to come?” I ask, lifting an eyebrow at her. She nods emphatically and a smirk tugs at my mouth before I slowly sink one finger into her wet pussy. “You broke my rules, Teddy,” I murmur, gliding in and out of her as slowly as possible.

“I know,” she says, her face a mask of desperation.

“Maybe I should withhold your orgasm all together.”

“No—Judah, please!”

I push two fingers inside of her, and she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Teddy. So goddamn sexy.” The words fall right out of my mouth. I didn’t mean to say them aloud—I shouldn’t praise her for being disobedient, but I don’t regret it. The endearing look she gives me in return about breaks me.

“
Jude…
”

I move my fingers faster, sure that my previous threat was an idle one. I’ve brought her to the edge, and now I intend to push her over.

“Judah!” she cries, thrashing her head from side to side. “Don’t tease me. Please! I can’t take it. I can’t. I want to come—please, make me come—
please!
”

“Will you follow my rules?”

“I
can’t
,” she whines. “I can’t control myself with you. You feel so good. I can’t help it. I’m yours, totally and completely. When you touch me, I can’t hold back. I just can’t, Judah.”

Her admission is my undoing, and I no longer feel like playing.

Fuck—I’m so fucking fucked.

Without another word, I wrap my lips around her clit and suck, fucking her vigorously with my fingers, needing her release almost as much as she wants it. When she reaches down and grips her hands in my hair, I don’t stop. When she closes her legs around my head, I don’t stop. When she begins to tremble beneath me, I don’t fucking stop. And when she screams my name, her insides fluttering around me, I lap up every ounce of her climax with my tongue.

As she begins to come down from her climactic high, I slip under her arms and push myself up so that I can reach her lips. She clings to me the best that she can with her bound wrists, and kisses me with a ferocity that sets me on fire. I know I’ve waited long enough. I can’t wait anymore. I slide my arms beneath her and lift her off of the table, securing her against my chest. She circles her legs around my waist, neither of us breaking our kiss. I pull away when I reach the top of the stairs, and she drags her lips to my ear.

“Judah?” she whispers.

“Sweetheart?” I ask, carrying her quickly down the stairs.

She hesitates, squeezing me tighter before she says, “I love you.”

I stop dead in my tracks. At first, it’s her words that startle me. I wasn’t prepared—I would never have guessed that she was about to say what she just fucking said.

A second later, it’s not her words that render me speechless, it’s the way I feel
hearing
them.

Love is for fools.

This I know.

This I believe.

I will not proclaim love.

I do not fall in love.

But I will claim
this
fool, as I am a fool for
her
.

I cannot ignore that truth.

I hold her against me tighter, my desire to hear her repeat the words undeniable.

“What did you say?”

She shifts in my arms so that she can look me square in the face.

“I love you,” she says softly.

My eyes search hers—her beautiful, light brown eyes—eyes that captivated me from the moment we met. I knew then that I would have her. I know now that she is
mine.
But I need more. It is no longer enough to
know
. I want her marked. I want her full of my fucking seed. She
belongs
to me, and I don’t want her to know it—I want her to
feel
it.

“Teddy,” I murmur, pressing my forehead against hers. “I want to fuck you so badly right now.”

“Then do it,” she insists. “I’m yours.”

“
Without
a condom, sweetheart. I want to fuck you bare.”

She pulls away, her eyes wide in concern as she stares at me. “Judah—we shouldn’t. I—”

“You’ve finished your treatments. The condom is just an extra precaution for peace of mind. Don’t make me wait, sweetheart. I need to feel you—all of you—
now.
”

“But what if it comes back?”

“It won’t.”

“Judah…”

The growl that rumbles from my chest won’t be held back as I crush my lips against hers. She whimpers in surprise, but she surrenders almost instantly, melting against me. Having reached the bottom of the stairs, I make my way to the bedroom, never pulling my lips from hers. When I smack my hand against the wall, reaching for the light switch, she severs our kiss.

“Judah, I’m scared.”

“Of what?” I ask, easing her down onto the bed. I extract myself from between her arms, straddling her as I untie her wrists. She doesn’t answer me, but her gaze is locked with mine. Once she’s free, I bend down and kiss her mouth. “Haven’t gone bare in a decade, sweetheart. Want my naked dick in your tight pussy. Want to feel you—
just you,
Teddy. Just you.”

With her hands now free, she feels her way over my shoulders and down my chest, her breaths growing ragged as I lower myself over her. I prop my body up on my elbows, supporting the bulk of my weight—her warm, soft skin just a breath away from mine.

“Make love to me, Judah,” she finally whispers.

“Just us,” I demand, rubbing my hard-on along her slick slit.

“Just us,” she echoes, spreading her legs wider.

A few minutes ago, I was ready to ravage her. I was craving rough and dirty—but now, I want to take her slow and deliberately. I want to feel every inch of me fill her up until I’m balls deep. When I slip between her folds, my eyes roll back as I groan in ecstasy. She feels like a dream, and I never want to wake up.
Ever
. It’s only when she reaches for my face that I open my eyes and look down at her.

The way she’s looking at me right now makes me feel like the fucking king of her world.

“I didn’t know it could get better—oh, Jude,” she moans. “I love the way you feel.”

“You have no idea how amazing you feel, sweetheart. It’s just you and me from here on out—just you and me,” I mumble, rolling my hips

“You and me.”

We exchange no more words. They aren’t necessary. Our bodies do all the talking. I take her nice and slow, my entire being rejoicing at the feel of her hot, soft, wet,
fucking perfect
cunt around my cock. With each stroke, I bring her closer and closer to another orgasm. I can see it on her face; and when she crumbles beneath me, her pussy clenching my dick, it’s all I can do to hold on. She’s so goddamn beautiful when she comes.

I pull out of her before my own release drags me under. I lay on my side, easing her onto hers, and she follows my lead without a bit of protest. I grip the underside of her thigh, lifting her leg as I glide into her from behind. I know I won’t last much longer, but I have every intention of making her come fast and hard just one more time.

“I’m going to fuck you now, sweetheart.”

She nods and I hold nothing back, a deep, guttural groan forcing its way out of me as I pound into her over and over.

“Yes, yes!” she gasps, reaching back to sink her fingers in my hair. When she tugs on the strands, crying out with every thrust, I know I’ve found her g-spot. I bury my face in her neck, her body beckoning me closer. “I’m gonna—I’m gonna—” She sucks in a sharp breath, and I can tell she’s trying to hold herself back. “I’m going to come again, Judah—can I—can I—oh,
god!
”

“Just wait,” I grind out, draping her leg over mine before flatting my hand across her middle, holding her still.

“
Judah!
”

“Hold on, sweetheart—just
wait!
” I insist.

She grips my hair so tight, it burns—but I don’t give a single shit.

When my balls tighten, and I can hold my release back no longer, I roar, “Come, Teddy!”

She clamps down around me, her body drawing out her climax, my name on her lips as she shudders. I spill my seed deep inside of her, her pussy milking me dry. I swear, it feels like we come together for an indecipherable amount of time, and I’ve never wanted her as much as I want her right now.

When we both start to relax, I know that we need to get in the shower, but I don’t move. My dick is exactly where it wants to be. Teddy frees my hair from her death grip, lowering her hand to cover the one I have still resting below her stomach.

“Don’t leave me, okay?” she says, her voice so soft I almost don’t even hear it.

I don’t know what she means. I can’t figure out if she wants me to stay inside of her a little longer, or if she’s referring to our relationship—either way, it doesn’t matter. My answer is still the same.

“I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart.”

Why should I? I’m the king of my shy girl’s motherfucking world.

She loves me.

A
s I begin to crawl my way out of sleep, I keep my eyes closed. For some reason, I’m filled with the desire to savor every feeling I become aware of as I wake. As consciousness awakens my senses, my body reminds me of last night’s activities. While I don’t hurt, I can still feel every place that Judah bit me while I was laying on the dining room table. I’m a little sore after the way he fucked me—but I love it. I love the way he touches me, the way he stretches me open and fills me up, and all the delicious things he makes me feel as he takes me just the way he wants.

My God, I love him
.

I love him—and now he knows.

Now he knows…

I couldn’t keep the words to myself any longer. I needed him to know—I wanted him to know before the whole world knew, as I’m sure I have no poker face when it comes to him. I spoke the truth, not knowing how he would respond. I never imagined that he would repeat the words back to me. I won’t lie and say that I don’t hope that one day he will; that one day I hope he’ll let go of the hurtful memories of his past and understand that I am not Aubrey and my love is not so easily discarded; that one day he’ll believe me with his whole heart and feel the same way about me. I want that.
Of course
I want that. But I know he needs more time.

While he didn’t speak the words back to me, I can’t help the smile that curls my lips when I remember his response. When we made love,
just us
, I felt like, at the very least, he had heard me; and in return, he wanted to share even more of himself with me. A part of me still worries about our lack of protection. I’m certainly not afraid that I’ll get pregnant, as that seems to be pretty impossible at this point; but my STI was so undetected for so long, even after taking my treatment, I’m worried that I’ll not know without a doubt that I’m clean until my next check up at the end of November. Nevertheless, I couldn’t deny him. I couldn’t say no to him. I wanted to please him—and the look on his face when he slid into me?

I’ve never felt so beautiful and wanted in my whole life.

But now, with the dawning of a new day, I’m not sure how he will feel. Admittedly, I’m nervous about the whole thing. Now that we’re not lust drunk, what will he think of my feelings? Am I allowed to tell him how I feel again? Or will he want me to keep it to myself, insisting that he doesn’t believe in the sentiment?

I’m surprised when I hear him grunt. It’s not often that I wake up in bed with him still in it, and I’m quick to turn my head in the direction of his voice. My hair doesn’t exactly move with me, and I can barely see through it as it covers my face. With an irritated grunt of my own, I reach up and sweep the unruly locks behind my ear. With my vision now clear, I see Judah—or, rather, I see the side of his toned ass. His lap is covered by the sheet, and if I lift my eyes a little higher, I see that he’s got his tablet in his hands. My guess is, he’s reading the Sunday paper. He does love his news first thing in the morning.