Seven Day Seduction (10 page)

“Your hair,” he said. “Let it loose for
me?”

She nodded and reached up to undo the bun.
Her hair fell about her face and shoulders in waves of honey. It
was exactly as Jude had pictured it. She was so beautiful.

“I’m going to make you scream,” he promised.
“I can’t wait to hear you scream my name.”

She gasped and tugged on his tee. Jude
lifted it over his head in one smooth move. Next came the jeans. He
unzipped them and dragged them over his hips, kicking off his
sneakers as he did so, until he was stood before her in nothing but
his white boxers.

He was unbelievably hard. His cock jutting
forward.

“You’re so big,” she whispered, and he
laughed.

“You make me big.”

“No,” she shook her head. “I mean
everywhere. You overwhelm me.”

“Good.”

He lifted her against him, wrapping her legs
around his waist. His cock was right next to her pussy now, its
head nudging against her opening. Christ, he was so hard, aching to
be inside of her.

Unable to wait any longer Jude carried her
through to the bedroom, and lowered her onto the bed. Her shoes
fell onto the floor, and she lay back, excitement twinkling in her
eyes. But there was more than that, he realized. She was nervous.
Hell, he was too. He wanted to please her. To make her crave him as
much as he craved her.

“You’re so pretty,” he breathed.

“Kiss me, Jude,” she whispered. “I so want
you to.”

He lowered himself on to, bracing his weight
on his elbows, and then he took her lips. He plundered them
ruthlessly, nibbling along the plump lower one, dancing his tongue
against hers. When he sucked her tongue into his mouth she lifted
her hips and moaned.

“We have to do this slowly,” he groaned. “I
want to take my time.”

“I need you,” she gasped. “Jude,
please.”

And he was powerless to resist.

***

The feel of Jude on top of her made her
crazily dizzy. Louise was completely surrounded by him. His skin
touched hers, his scent filled her nostrils. It was too much, too
visceral.

And yet, she adored it.

She ran her hands up and down his back,
wrapped her legs around his waist, planted kisses on his stubbly
jaw. Her breasts ached so much, Louise could feel the nipples all
hard and wanting. Worse, her pussy was so wet. It kept giving
little contractions, as if looking for Jude’s ridiculously long
dick.

She was nervous about that, she admitted,
and powerfully intrigued. How would it feel? Would it be too much?
Would she be able to take it?

“Come here.”

Jude lifted her up and unclasped her bra. He
threw it aside and Louise smiled as it landed on his lamp.

He scooted down the bed and took each side
of her panties, and then slowly, in a torturous motion, dragged
them down her hips.

“You’re a real blonde,” he hissed. “I
fucking knew you would be.” He pressed a finger against her
quivering clit. “I’m going to suck this later. I’m going to dip my
tongue inside you. Taste you.”

Her heart thudded and excitement squirmed in
her belly. “I want to taste you too.”

Jude ran his hands up her stockinged leg.
“Oh, you will, princess. I’ve imagined it a million times. Imagined
feeding my cock into your luscious lips. But first…” He leaned
across and opened the bedside cabinet drawer, took three condoms
out and dropped them on the mattress. “Just to get us started.”

Then he stood up, and stepped out of his
pants. His dick was huge. Long and thick, the cock head glistening
with pre-cum. Louise licked her lips, felt her pussy give another
one of those contractions.

“Jude, please,” she begged.

He nodded and ripped open a
condom. Carefully, his eyes never leaving her, he rolled it onto
his erection—the rubber not even making it all the way down.
Watching him touch himself made Louise gasp. She would like to
watch him pump his dick hard, she realized. See it spurt on his
hand…
Dear lord
.

“I wish I could fuck you bare,” he said.
“Have nothing between us.”

“I’m not on the pill,” Louise whispered.

“Soon,” he said. “Soon.”

Then he was back on top of her, kissing her,
his naked body sliding against hers. Louise wrapped her legs around
his back, titled her hips and clutched his shoulders.

His cock head was nudging her opening,
demanding access.

“Ready?” Jude asked.

She nodded, a moment later and he thrust
inside.

She took it all, there was never any
question that she could have, her own body had lubricated her more
than enough.

It felt…it was like nothing she had ever
experienced. Louise let out a soft moan as she shifted to
accommodate him. His cock pressed deep inside her. It nudged
something she couldn’t identify, something that made her shiver all
over. He was thick and throbbing, and the idea that a part of him
was inside of her, made Louise dizzy all over again.

“You feel so fucking good,” he groaned. “I
knew you would.”

“It’s perfect,” she whispered. “Jude, I love
how it feels.”

“You’ll love it more. I promise, Louise,
you’ll love it more.”

***

For Jude it was like every fantasy he had
ever had multiplied a thousand times over. He rocked his hips back
and forth, letting Louise get used to his size, his jaw held tight
to stop from pounding her like he wanted to.

She was so soft, so wet, so fucking
tight.

He could feel her pussy contracting around
him, the muscles encouraging him to go deeper, to bury more of
himself inside. It was a struggle to resist. Instead Jude kissed
Louise, mimicking the action of his cock with his tongue. The kiss
lasted for ages, evolving into a deeper one, before they both
pulled back to nibble each other, to taste one another’s lips.

Sweat soaked them, made them slick. Jude
sped up a little and wanted to cheer as Louise flooded his cock
with her juices. She was dripping, he could feel her splashing his
balls.

“You’re deliciously wet,” he whispered.
“Can’t wait to lick you.”

“I need…”

“What? What do you need?”

She fluttered her eyes open and sighed. “Go
faster, Jude.”

He grinned. “Whatever you need,
beautiful.”

And so he pounded her. Hard. His entire
length filling her to the hilt, their pelvises pressing against one
another. Louise screamed her pleasure, head thrown back, eyes shut
tight again.

And harder. Jude fucked her furiously,
bucking his hips, thrusting over and over.

“Yes,” she screamed. “Jude, yes!”

Her pussy was contracting again, but it was
stronger this time, the muscles milking him. Jude gritted his jaw.
He was so close, on the fucking knife edge.

“Come for me,” he demanded. “Louise,
please!”

A mere heart beat later and she did. Just
like he’d wanted she screamed his name as her body shuddered. Her
legs trembled around his back, her eyelids fluttered, and she
moaned against him.

Her orgasm lasted a few more seconds before
she went limp underneath him. Jude continued to pound her. He
swollen pussy now even tighter around his aching cock.

“Louise,” he groaned. “You’re going to make
me come. I can’t stop it.”

“Then come,” she whispered, her voice
replete with pleasure. “Come inside me, Jude. I want you to. I’ve
imagined it so many times.”

“Oh, God…”

The groan left him before he could stop it,
his arms ached from bracing himself above her, but it in no way
negated the pleasure—pure, shocking pleasure—that cascaded through
him. When he came he did so with an explosion that made his head
spin. He pumped his seed hard into her, emptying everything he had
to give.

It was in that moment that Jude knew there
was no going back. Perhaps he’d always known it. Perhaps it had
been hovering around his unconscious for days.

But it was decided now.

Louise was his.

No other man would ever be inside her again.
The very thought was ridiculous.

Five days to reach this point…he’d thought
it would take seven…Louise had insisted it would not come to pass.
And yet, it felt like it had been a million days, like he’d known
her for years, like it had always been a question of him finding
her, like she was always out there waiting for him.

Perhaps it was time and more to put another
ring on her finger, Jude mused, and was shocked that the thought
did not disturb him. If anything he welcomed it. A ring that would
never be removed, one that would stay with her for all the days she
had left, however many that might be.

Yes, he thought, as he slowed his thrusts,
kissing her gently as he did so. The path was clear. There was no
resisting it. Not for either one of them now.

Day Six

Louise woke slowly. She was outrageously
comfortable. Wrapped in a thick quilt, with an even thicker arm
anchored around her waist, it took her a moment or two to realize
exactly what was going on.

When she did she let out a little sigh,
satisfaction snaking through her limbs.

Jude Jacobs.

He was incredible.

More than that he was explosive.

If Louise had ever worried that the sex was
not going to live up to the hype, she had been so wrong. It was
everything she had imagined it to be and then some.

She stretched, her muscles aching in the
most delicious way. Jude had fucked her several times. On her back,
on her side, on her hands and knees. His cock was now intimately
acquainted with her body, and she with his.

There was nothing Louise
would go back and change.
Nothing.

“
Going
somewhere?”

She smiled, happiness flooding her. “I need
to get ready for work. My boss is very demanding like that.”

“You’re not leaving this bed today,” Jude
said, his voice muffled with sleep, his breath tickling her neck.
“We’ll call in sick.”

“But the work? It’s time sensitive.”

“My dick is too. Besides you’ve been
powering through it. How much do you think is left to do?”

“Maybe another ten hours.”

“Then you can pick it up on tomorrow.”

“But Jude…” She paused as his had slid down
her hip, and in between her legs. His hands were so big, his
fingers so thick and long.

“Yes?”

“I need to go home at some point,” she
gasped. One of those fingers was now inside of her, pumping in and
out.

“You’re going nowhere.”

His cock was prodding against her ass and it
took only a moment for him to shift position and nudge it against
her. His finger slipped out, and he pulled her even tighter against
his body.

“Let me fuck you bare?” he whispered.

She gasped, even as excitement shot through
her. To feel his length with no barriers? Just him and her? Oh, she
wanted that.

“I’ll pull out,” he promised. “I won’t get
you pregnant, and I’m clean.”

“
But—”

“Please?”

How could she deny him? How
could she
ever
deny him? She pushed her ass against him in agreement, and
moaned as he thrust inside her. The position gave her a great deal
of control, allowing Louise to move back and forth, taking as much
as she wanted.

“That’s right, honey,” he growled. “Take as
much as you need.”

The smell of sex surrounded them, it was so
erotic, so dirty. Louise sighed her pleasure as she moved her body,
letting him fill her only so much.

“You drive me crazy,” she whispered.
“Everything about you makes me dizzy.”

He buried his face in her hair. Louise could
feel his big body shuddering.

“Louise,” he groaned. “What you do to
me.”

His words made her ache deep inside, and
there, surrounded by him, drowning in him, Louise could no longer
believe that it was just about sex between them.

Yes, he wanted her.

Yes, he had chased her.

Yes, their passion was something to be
feared.

But, it could not just be that. The way he
spoke, the way he loved her, the way he groaned his pleasure when
he was inside her. It had to be about more than just sex, didn’t
it?

Louise shivered as the feelings that had
prodded her for so many days blossomed. It was too soon, she knew
that. Too soon to feel so much, and yet, it was unavoidable. Jude
had become so important to her. Already he was part of her in a way
that William never had been.

She moved again, shifted and let him all the
way inside. His cock throbbed, making her tingle all over. The
pressure built, low in her belly, deep inside her. When he slipped
a hand between them and rubbed along her clit she shrieked.

“You like that?” he said, nuzzling her neck.
“You come, baby, and then I’m going to pump myself to orgasm. I’m
going to cover you in my come. Here.” He rubbed her clit harder.
“Here.” His hand moved up to her nipple. “And here.” It traced an
outline along her lips.

“Yes,” she said, taking his hand and placing
it back on her clit. “I’d like that, Jude.”

And she did, and he did, and day six was
nothing more than a very erotic, very happy, blur.

Day Seven

The final keystroke came far too soon for
Louise. She hit the save icon and watched as the data file loaded
to SharePoint. The project was finished. Done. With an entire day
to spare.

She leaned back on her chair, and eyed the
screen. It was stupid but part of her did not want to tell Jude
that she’d finished. She had a horrible vision of him telling her
okay, thanks very much, off you go, and then never seeing him
again.

She knew she was just being paranoid. After
yesterday and the night before, she could not believe that Jude
would act in that way. But it was an old insecurity, an old panic.
Who knew what would actually happen when she was no longer with him
day in, day out?