Jude's pov
Our drive to his place is silent, one of his hands is inside my dress playing with my pussy through my lacy thong. I am sure the driver knows what's going on in the back seat. I am holding my moans and it's getting hard every second that passes. Before we left the club he instructed one of the valets at the club to follow behind with my car. The owner of the club is one of his friends.
"You are so wet for me, little one, I want to take you fast and hard right here right now." He says as he connects our mouths. I kiss him back, earning a groan from him.
We kiss for some time and then pull away. He puts his hand back in my dress and puts one of his fingers In my pussy making me clench around it. He puts his finger in and out of me as he trails kisses on my neck. He adds one more finger and continues moving in and out of me. He uses his thumb to massage my clit.
"I am going to cum," he pumps his fingers fast when he hears me say that, driving me to the edge. It does not take long for me to cum all over his fingers. He pulls the fingers out of my pussy and puts them in his mouth, licking my juice off them.
"Mmm, you taste amazing little one, I can't wait to taste more of you." He says as he holds me in his hands. His arms feel warm and welcoming such that I find myself wanting to stay in them forever.
We reach his house and he pulls me close the moment the front door closes, connecting his lips to mine. I don't even have a chance to admire his place.
His hunger is evident in the way he kisses me, his hands roaming all over my body, sending shivers down my spine. I can feel his hardness pressing against me, and I know I want him just as much as he wants me. He rubs himself against me as we kiss, making me moan. He swallows every one of my moans.
We kiss for a few minutes and then he leads me to his bedroom, where the air is heavy with anticipation. Without a word, he starts undressing me, his touch igniting a fire within me. I return the favor, eager to feel his skin against mine.
He runs his hands all over my body making me more wet. He starts playing with my breasts pinching and caressing them. He takes his time playing with my breasts which are now erect and sensitive. The way he is touching my breasts is so sensual I am sure that if he continues doing what he is doing to them I am going to cum before he touches me anywhere else. I never knew my breasts were this sensitive.
"Your breasts feel nice in my hands, I don't want to stop playing with them." He tells me as he puts one of my nipples in his mouth.
"Fuck! That feels good James, I am going to cum if you continue doing that," I tell him as I arch my back.
"No, Little one you are not going to cum until I tell you so." He commands.
"What if I fail to obey your command?"
"Then, I will not let you have my cock."
"But that's not fair, you know, I want your cock so bad. Why can't you just give it to me right now?" I touch his cock making him curse.
He stops playing with my nipples and starts kissing my lower body until he reaches my core. I don't know what he puts on my pussy first, his tongue or fingers. I think he is giving me both at the same time. He eats me out hungrily like he has been starving for days. I feel myself getting closer to orgasm but I hold it in remembering his warning.
"James, I want your cock in me, please give it to me," I beg him like a slut I know I am.
"Do you want me inside your pussy that bad little one?" He asks me as I hear the sound of foil and watch him as he puts on a condom. He is just as I imagined. I am sure he is going to feel good inside of me.
My wish comes true when I feel him on my pussy, and as he enters me slowly I feel my eyes roll. He is big and nice and when he starts moving inside me, my toes curl as I meet his thrusts. He is moving in and out of me at a slow pace making me adjust to his size.
The pleasure is overwhelming and I can't help but moan louder and louder with each thrust. Every movement he makes seems to hit the perfect spot inside of me. I can feel the intensity building, and I know I am close to reaching my peak.
I reach up and grab onto his shoulders, urging him to go faster and harder. He does as I ask, and the sensation is almost too much to bear. I can feel myself on the edge, teetering on the brink of release.
And then it happens. With one final thrust, I shatter into a million pieces, my body convulsing with pleasure. I can feel him pulsing inside of me, his release echoing mine. As we come together, it is like nothing I have ever experienced before. His passion, his intensity, it all consumes me in the best way possible. I lose myself in him, in the pleasure he gives me, in the way he makes me feel.
We collapse onto the bed, breathless and satisfied. I turn to look at him, and we exchange a knowing smile. This was everything I had hoped for and more. And for the first time in a long time, I feel truly alive. I can't wait to do it all over again.
When Sunday comes, I know that I will have to face the reality of my life once again. But for now, I am content to enjoy the afterglow of our weekend together, grateful for the unexpected connection we have forged. I know it is just sexual but it is good.
James gets out of bed and goes to what I assume to be the toilet, I think he has gone to discard the used condom. He comes back with a grin on his face.
"Are you already tired?" He asks as he gets on the bed.
"Not even close," I say, pulling him towards me. Our mouths connect and we start kissing each other like our lives depend on it. He runs his hand through my hair massaging my scalp. I let out a moan, I can't get enough of him. The more we kiss and touch the more my desire for him grows. I flip us over earning a groan from him. His groans are driving me crazy, there is something about them that makes me want to submit to his touch.
"Condom," I say. I don't know if I will be able to stay another minute without him inside of me. He gets one condom from the box on his bedside table and hands it to me. I get off of him to put it on him. As I start putting him inside of me he lets out a groan, making me clench around him. I start moving slowly enjoying how full I feel. I increase the tempo, throwing my head as the pleasure increases. I look down at James and there is a fire in his eyes.
James flips us over, he takes control and starts moving faster and harder, hitting all the right spots. I can feel the pleasure building up inside me again, the tension growing with each thrust. I can hear the sound of our bodies slapping against each other, the bed creaking beneath us.
I grip the sheets tightly, my nails digging into the fabric as I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. James leans down to kiss me, his hands roaming my body, driving me crazy with desire. I can't hold back any longer, I let go and give in to the pleasure, riding the wave of ecstasy as I reach my peak.
James follows right behind me, his grip on me tightening as he finds his release. We collapse on the bed, breathless and satisfied, wrapped in each other's arms. I bury my head in his chest, feeling content and complete.
As we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our passion, I can not help but feel a sense of peace and fulfillment. I know this feeling will only last until Sunday. But I can't help but want more of him.
As we cuddle, I feel a sense of contentment wash over me. Maybe, just maybe, this weekend with James is a turning point for me. A reminder that I am more than just my father's expectations, more than just my wild behavior. I am a woman who craves passion and connection.
I am going to enjoy the weekend with this sexy man so that I don't have any regrets in the future.