“Oh god,” he groaned at finding her wet and ready for him. He had meant to take things slow, to relish in being with her on one of their last peaceful nights together. He should have known that it wouldn’t end that way. His coupling with Jude was never peaceful, never slow. From the first they had always come together in an explosion of desire.
Jude bucked against Dresden’s hand, her hips thrusting up and forcing his fingers deeper inside. “Don’t stop,” she said.
Dresden growled in response and thrust a third finger deep inside. Sliding down her body, he shouldered her thighs apart and buried his face in her pussy. “I want to taste you,” he said. “I want to feel you riding my tongue as you cum.”
Jude spread her thighs wider, her head tossing from side to side at his words. She could feel his breath blowing across the swollen heat of her flesh moments before he licked at her with that wickedly rough tongue. Like all felines, Dresden’s tongue – even in human form – was slightly rougher then normal. That rough contrast against the delicate skin of her clit was all it took to send her over the edge of her first orgasm.
Dresden licked his way up the length of her slit, his fingers still thrusting in and out of her body, before taking her clit and sucking it deep into his mouth. Immediately, she cried out as her body shattered, the walls of her pussy contracting around his fingers holding them deep within her body as she came. “That’s it,” he cooed against her quivering flesh.
Jude rode wave after wave of pleasure, her body contracting and releasing until finally collapsing back against the pallet.
Dresden eased his fingers from her body and gave one last, long lick of her flesh before crawling back up the length of her body. He got distracted at the sight of her nipples and realized that he had yet to pay them proper homage. Bending his head, he circled her left nipple with the rough pad of his tongue before drawing it deep into his mouth and sucking hard. Beneath him, Jude bucked and brought her arms up and around his neck. He took it as a good sign that she didn’t try and push him away despite her overly sensatized flesh.
Slowly he pulled his head back, stretching her nipple until it popped from his mouth with a wet pop. “Now this one,” he said and bent his head to her right nipple.
Jude groaned as her nipple was encased in the wet, warm heat of his mouth, the gentle suction causing her clit to throb in time to her heart. “Dresden…”
“Hmmm?” he mumbled, not yet ready to release her nipple.
“Now, I need you inside of me now,” she said and tried to pull him the rest of the way up her body. She succeeded in getting his shirt off and groaned as flesh met flesh but it still wasn’t enough. “Please,” she whimpered.
Dresden reached down between their body and ripped open his jeans. Instantly, his cock sprung free, the head brushing against the wet heat of her pussy causing his hips to jerk and pulling a moan from deep within his chest.
“Yes, god yes!” Jude struggled to meet him, wrapping her legs around his hips and digging her heels into his flank.
Dresden reared up, the last of his control gone, and positioned himself at the entrance to her body. “Look at me,” he ordered.
Jude opened her eyes and stared up into the face of her lover as he thrust balls deep into her body.
They both cried out as the wet heat of her pussy met the hard steel of his shaft. Even after three months he still stretched her, filled her to the edge of pleasure and pain, yet her body quivered to feel him sliding in again and again.
Eyes locked, Dresden braced his hands on either side of Jude’s head and pushed himself away from her body. At the same time, Jude lifted her knees to his hips, angling her hips and thrusting her pelvis up to meet each downward thrust.
She could feel herself growing wetter, her flesh swelling as they crashed together again and again. Her hands gripped at the pallet beneath her trying to hold herself still, her body yielding and open.
Dresden dropped to his elbow and fisted his hand in Jude’s hair holding her immobile. With his free hand he grabbed her behind the knee and raised her leg higher towards his chest. The new position opened her even more and gained him deeper access.
Jude groaned as Dresden changed the angle of their position, his next thrust pushing the head of his cock up against her cervix.
Dresden rolled his hips, shifted slightly once more and the next thrust slammed his pelvis up against her clit.
“Yes!” Jude cried, her hands gripping at his forearms and her nails digging deep. Maintaining the angle, Dresden pounded into her flesh. Again and again he drove himself home watching as she thrashed beneath him. The scent of their desire hung heavy in the air, the sound of flesh on flesh competing with the sounds of their breathing.
“Give it to me,” Dresden panted, his release racing up on him. “Let me see you cum.”
Jude arched beneath him at his words, riding the edge of her release. She knew that he could hold her here for hours or force her over with a single touch.
Dresden released Jude’s leg and reached down to where their bodies were joined. Keeping his eyes locked on her face, he grasped the tip of her clit between two fingers and squeezed.
Jude screamed as her orgasm ripped through her, pleasure shattering her and leaving her gasping.
Dresden watched Jude come apart in his arms, felt the walls of her pussy contracting around his cock gripping him like a fist and followed her over.
Jude felt Dresden’s hot seed shooting up against her cervix, triggering another orgasm and groaned. Her body felt both strung tight and satiated. For several minutes it was all she could do to hold on as ripples of pleasure spread out from her womb and washed across her body.
Dresden collapsed, his cock still buried deep inside Jude and enjoyed the sensation of aftershocks that rippled the walls of her pussy. Each one seemed to milk a little bit more out of him until he was certain she’d wrung him dry. His own body seemed incapable of anything beyond simply lying there.
Sometime later Dresden managed to move most of his lower half off of Jude although his head remained plastered to a spot just beneath her breast. “Am I still alive?” he asked.
Jude snorted. “Barely.”
Dresden purred at the sensation of Jude sinking her fingers into his hair. He’d come to appreciate these moments after their coupling when the first rush of lust had been burned off and they could take their time with each other.
“What are you thinking?” she asked.
Instead of answering Dresden asked a question of his own. “You’ll fight with them?”
Jude stilled. “Of course,” she said. “You weren’t expecting anything less, were you?”
“No.” Dresden traced the tip of his finger across the flat plane of her stomach. “I find myself worried and I’m not certain that I like the sensation.”
Jude laughed.
Dresden lifted his head and frowned. “This is no laughing matter.”