Chapter 31 - He Wanted More

He felt the flutter of her hands upon his shoulders.

"Jude", She said faintly "Jude. .."

His lips swallowed her choked little cry. "It's an all right babe" he murmured into her mouth. "Just let me touch you…" he kissed her endlessly, allowing her to adjust to his blatantly possessive touch there between her thighs.

His patience was rewarded. His first sweeping pass grazed soft, dewy folds; the second explored with unerring precision, parting each side of her furrowed cleft to seek the bud hidden deep within. It was there he now worked his magic, circling and skimming that taunt kernel of glest, loving the way her breathing hastened, how her fingers curled and uncurled on his nape, the dew of her passion soon glazed his own. She clutched at him, her breathing as torn and laboured as his.

It circled through his mind to sample her sweetest fruit, to taste the spicy tang of her essence full upon his tongue. A fleeting regret seized him, for knew it was too soon.

With every Heartbeat, he wanted more. He kissed her beneath her breast, the hollow of her belly. God, she was sweet. Feeling her tremble with the response she couldn't withhold nearly splintered him apart. The thought of thrusting deep and hard within her velvet heat was almost more than he could stand. He sought to control the rampaging thunder of his heart, the pulsing need soaring ever higher in his rod.


Suddenly it was he who trembled. He was overcome with the need to feel her touch, and his hand entrapped hers, guiding small, dainty fingers down his chest, grazing the plane of his belly, unfaltering in its quest. His fingers caught at hers, searing her palm with the hardness of his shaft, swollen and engorged.

"Feel," he said thickly, "Feel the blaze of my desire for you. No weapon here, but the fierceness of my need for you"

The clasp of her fingers there, where the pulse of desire throbbed strongest, made both their hearts leap. Pitched into feverish awareness, Helsi couldn't tear her eyes from his face. His words were shattering and raw. Her heart tumbled to a standstill, for she could feel him, hard and rigid in her hand.
Above her, his eyes burned like silver torches. The cords of his neck stood out. Only then did she realise the enormity of his restraint.

He was above her now, pressing her back into bed. Helsi was achingly conscious of the heat and hardness of his body above hers. Her fingers were caught and threaded tight within his, borne to the mattress beside her head. With his knees, he splayed embraced by sleek, pink petals of femininity….. For the span of a Heartbeat, she lay before him, naked and vulnerable and helplessly open… she could not help it. Dark remembrance scored her mind at the very instant her flesh parted beneath the stunning pressure of his.
She felt her body stretch to accommodate his thrust and they were no longer two, but one.

Time stood still. Her breath left her in a scalding rush. Jude was quiveringly aware of the breadth of his shaft buried tight inside her, filling and thick, so deep it seemed he touched her very womb. Yet, impossible as it seemed, her body accepted him as if they'd been made to fit together just so…….

His hands released hers. A powerful arm slid down to her hips, binding them together even more tightly.
Traitorous arms locked tight about the binding tightness of his shoulders.

Slowly he withdrew. In the same breath, he moved inside her anew, a blazing shaft of lightning. Again….. and yet again. Her breath caught. Her body welcomed him of its own volition, clinging to him like a glove. He was right, she decided vaguely. It was nothing like before. With each carefully gauged plunge of his flesh inside hers, flame locked along her veins. The sensation was indescribably delicious, a veritable feast of the senses. Somewhere in the murky haze of her consciousness, she wondered why she had fought this so hard, swept into a realm of dark, headly pleasure, her hips taking up the rhythm of his. Arching. Seeking…….

"Helsi… sweet Helsi, give me your lips". Eyes closed, she raised tremulous lips to his, a willing captive of his passion. Her arms stole his neck.

For Jude, it was too much. Her sweet surrender was more than he could bear, the feel of his staff clamped tight within the warm, wet prison of her sheath was more than he could stand.
His thrust quickened. He lunged almost wildly. His climax rushed at him from all sides. The night exploded and so did he. A jagged groan erupted from deep in his chest, his seed spewing from him almost violently, flooding her with fire.


"Morning sunshine" Jude kissed her on her forehead, which made her wake up

"Hey" Helsi stood up "I slept here?" She whispered to herself in guilt, she wished she was there to welcome Lusi's husband or at least tell them of her whereabout

"I need to go now" She said

"Is something wrong?" Jude came closer

"No, absolutely nothing but I need to attend to something at the moment"

"Alright, I would drop you off, at your same friend's home?"

"Yes" she replied with a deep sigh

She went to the shower to clean herself up, the got dressed and he did same

"Last night was the best night I've ever had" he said to her

"Me too" She smiled, she wished she didn't but she did


"I hope to see you again?" He said more like a question

"Yes, you will"