Keep To The Script (Complete)

~ Chapter 27 ~

"You're thinking again," he whispered, his fingertips running over the material of her shirt.

"I'm thinking how comfortable I am with you."

"When did that change?" She smacked his arm as he laughed.

"I'm comfortable with you, I'm just not comfortable with the world," she retorted.

"Hate to break it to you JD, you don't have much of a choice though." She rolled her eyes at his lame humor, and he chuckled again. "Want to know a secret?" She tilted her head so she could eye him from behind her.

"What's that?"

"I've always found the thought of making love during a storm to be so erotic," he whispered, his lips brushing over her shoulder. She shifted so she could tilt her head and grinned.

"Is that right?"

"Mmhmm," he muttered, moving his lips upward along her neck. He found her pulse point and lightly nipped there, making her moan. "Moving to the sounds, letting it push you onward, crying out when the thunder peaks, it's all erotic."

"Jesus," she breathed out. They weren't dirty words, but hell if they didn't turn her on. His hands shifted, one moving upward to cup her breast, his thumb rolling her nipple through her shirt and bra, and she sucked in a huge gulp of air.

"Something wrong?" She shook her head, her eyes fluttering closed. "Good," he replied, his other hand moving to cup her through her jeans. "Oh, is someone turned on?"

"Maybe...a...little."

"Why JD? Does the thought of me fucking you hard and rough while the storm rages on turn you on? Does the thought of my dick, which you enjoyed sucking, sliding into you make you that much wetter." HOLY. FUCK. Yup, she had read about it but never thought dirty words would turn her on. She was so wrong. She had no doubt that if he popped the button open to her jeans right now and slipped his hand in, he would find her soaked, on the brink of coming.

"Y...yes," she stammered and almost wanted to sink away from him in embarrassment, but his hold on her only tightened.

"How much so?" His fingers worked on undoing her jeans and she shifted, allowing him access to slip his hand in. With ease, they slipped under her panties as well and soon found her slick folds. "That's a wonderful feeling, you know? Feeling how your pussy is dripping just for me because of what I told you." She whimpered as he slipped a finger into her as his heel rubbed against her clit.

"Sweet Jesus." Her legs wanted to give out and he hadn't done anything but barely touched her.

"No, not Jesus." She could hear the chuckle in his words as they washed over her shoulder, but she didn't care. She just wanted to let go all around him. "I love feeling your slickness, Judith. Feeling this pussy as it grips my fingers, holding it tight. I can't imagine how amazing your cunt is going to feel wrapped my cock." She bucked her hips against his hand, wanting so much more.

"I....you...." Once more, she was at a loss for words and fumbling to put anything together. His words only added to her fuel, and it blew her mind that it would.

"I don't want to hear you talk, I want to hear you moan," he whispered in her ear, trailing his lips back along her neck as he added another finger. She knew there was no way she could hold out anymore. Between the breaths, his words, and his fingers, she was done.

"Angel," she moaned, causing him to add more pressure to her clit as his lips landed on a sensitive spot. He sucked it between them, causing her to buck her hips even more. "Fuck!" she cried out, holding onto his arm that was wrapped tightly around her as she crashed hard, coating his fingers, just like he wanted. "Sweet....Jesus." Her head landed back against his chest as he withdrew his fingers. Her eyes watched the movement of his hand as he pushed those fingers into his mouth and sucked them clean.

"God damn, such sweetness. I love the taste of that cunt." With that, Judith felt her knees buckle but Angel kept her upright. "Did you come that hard?"

"Yes. And got...that wet...all over again." He bent down and lifted her up, taking her to the bed.

"I like making you wet. I like making you come." He lay over her and looked down at her, a smile on his lips. "I like feeling you around my fingers, around my tongue, and it's about fucking time I felt how you clench my dick, don't you?" She could only nod in response, her voice now gone. "I also like claiming you as mine and seeing the evidence." With that, he placed a kiss on the bruise she wasn't aware she was even getting, but she wasn't going to stop him. She liked being claimed by him too. And it was fucking time she got claimed in the best way possible.

"Angel, stop toying with me and fuck me already." He pulled back the sexiest smirk she had ever seen on his lips.

"With pleasure, baby girl."