Jude's Salvation: This Love Series

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no itchy bumps on your pink parts. I’ll text you in the morning. Did you tell Jude you might have a nightmare? He should at least be warned.
     
    Me: Wow, way to ruin a mood Mariana.
     
    Her: Love you too, we all do.
     
    I close my phone, knowing she was just being the voice of reason. I decide to forget about the nightmares, at least for tonight. Her other comments make me nervous. I’ve been on the pill for years now, but the mention of itchy pink parts has me feeling more cautious. Jude could be a player. He could have a different chick every weekend. How would I know if he has something? I start to consider going back to the hostel again until he stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I can feel his body heat on my back and it feels good, so right and comforting. His plants a few soft kisses on my neck almost causing my legs to turn to jelly. I lean back into him slightly for support. How does he do that?
    “ I’m so happy you’re here with me,” he breathes just above my ear, kissing me again. My skin tingles, butterflies dance in my belly. Butterflies? Yes, I have butterflies and love at first sight, or sound. I mean it was his voice I first fell in love with and maybe a bit of lust too. Okay a lot of lust. I turn to him, a smile on my face.
    "I'm happy to be here with you," I reply honestly. I don't really know much about him, this smart yet unbelievably sexy guy that makes me shake. I just have to forget about the distance between us and the brief amount of time we have left. I need to be here, in this moment now, taking all I can from him. If he can admit to being selfish than so can I.
    He takes my hands locking our fingers together and edging me closer to his body. We are almost chest to chest, although he is about four inches taller than me and I’m in heels. I can feel his warmth already. I am putty in his hands. He kisses me, slowly savoring my lips. I whimper very quietly but he hears, a slight grin forming before his teeth graze my bottom lip. His kiss goes deeper when I gasp. He did that on purpose opening my mouth more for him, I would have willingly. His exploration of me is slow and agonizingly seductive. I can feel every part of me coming alive in his embrace. My hands run up his shoulders and around his neck, drawing him closer to me. Touching him is even better than I had fantasized about all day yesterday. He knows what he is doing to me. I can feel his hands run down my ribs and wrap around my waist, brushing me up against his hard body. I moan quietly, more inward when he pulls away from my lips, his hands sliding to my hips. Both of us breathing in shallow breaths, feeling overwhelmed I glance back up to him wondering why he stopped. He takes my hands in his again and rests his forehead against mine.
    "I need to slow down or stop because I swear I won't be able to behave if I taste you any longer," he tells me in a husky, deeper voice. His words sent shivers across my skin. His voice turns my insides into a swirling frenzy as I realize he's letting me control how far we go. I have already decided that I will have him tonight. My gaze runs up from our joined hands, to his broad chest, till I'm looking up at his perfect lips, I'm sure he can see the longing in my eyes.
    “ Jude, I don’t want you to behave. I want you, all of you for as long as I can have you,” I tell him, more brazen than I’ve ever been in my life. He doesn’t respond at first. I think he may be surprised and most certainly turned on. He’s holding me so close I can feel his hard length against my stomach. My thin shirt isn’t hiding his heat. I need him. I take a deep breath, waiting for him to respond to me. I’m worried he might actually deny us both this pleasure. His eyes close briefly and he releases my hands. I inhale sharply when he grips my hips then pulls me up against him. His lips brushing mine softly, then he speaks. My knees weaken.
    “ I need you in the bed, naked, now,” he orders,

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