Keep To The Script (Complete)

~ Chapter 28 ~

"Yes, sweet JD," he returned, his free hand moving over her hip and around to the front of her pussy. His fingers found her clit and he pinched it, causing her to scream. Her hips bucked backward, meeting him thrust for thrust as she came, coating his cock. But he didn't stop. His hips slowed, but that was it.

"You didn't...come," she breathed out, glancing as best as she could over her shoulder at him. The evil look that tinged his eyes made her heart drop to her stomach. He wasn't done with her.

"Not yet," he told her, pushing her to her side. Once there, he lifted her leg, throwing it over his, and slid back into her. She was sensitive, but he still felt so damn good. "This is one of my favorite positions," he told her.

"Why?" His slow movements allowed her to rest and still get the friction they needed.

"From there, you're spread open. I can push into you in many different ways." With that, he shifted, hitting her best spot and she saw stars. "I can play with your highly sensitive clit." He carefully rubbed her, and she shuddered. "And with a carefully placed arm, I can play and tug on your nipples. You can even look at me over your shoulder so I can see that gorgeous look cross your features as you come again."

"Angel, there's no way. I'm too sore." He chuckled as he kissed her shoulder, picking up speed. With that, she could feel the buildup of yet another climax within her. "No...fucking...way."

"You wrote about it, now experience it. Let me feel you one more time." He rubbed her clit a little harder as he thrust even faster, making her close her eyes. Her fingers meshed with his inside her pussy and she helped him bring her to the edge, clenching him tighter than she had before.

"Oh...my...God!" She closed her eyes, her body shaking with his, as she felt him push in one last time, emptying all he had. Her heart pounded hard in her chest as she melted back against him. He lowered her leg, wrapping his free arm around her.

"Sleep," he muttered but her poor body was already fading into that sweet darkness.

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Judith groaned as she peeked an eye open. The storm had moved off, but she could still hear the faint thunder. She could also feel the soreness of their lovemaking between her thighs, but that part she didn't mind. With a smile, she rolled over, pulling the sheet up over her chest. Angel wasn't in bed with her, causing her smile to slowly slip. She glanced back outside and saw nothing close to their backyard view, no close houses or anything. Wrapping the sheet around her, she walked out, seeing him sitting on a lounge chair, a blanket covering his lap.

"How are you feeling?" he asked her, glancing up at the sound of her footsteps.

"Sore, but good," she told him, a blush staining her cheeks. He grinned as he pulled her down on his lap, his arm wrapping around her waist.

"That's a first for me," he confessed, making her brows wrinkle as she looked at him.

"What is, exactly?"

"Going that long, that many rounds. I love giving my lady pleasure, sure. But going like that, handling you that way, it's not something I normally do. Being dirty with you, though, is something I'm finding out I enjoy a lot." The heat on her cheeks got worse.

"Yeah, I'm finding out I'm enjoying it a lot more than I thought I would. I read about it and thought about it putting in a story, but with no experience, I wasn't sure how it would go. But now....," she started, trailing off and Angel smirked.

"Now what?" he questioned.

"I need to add it somewhere. Along with a storm scene. Shit, I don't think I ever thought about it or about how hot it could be." She leaned against him, loving the feel of his chuckle against her side.

"I told you it's a fantasy. There was a reason behind it. I actually read it in a book once and thought the idea was just so damn sexy. But, getting women to go along with my ideas, sometimes, doesn't work." Judith thought about that, not getting it. She couldn't understand the thought of not pleasing your partner, not giving in to what they wanted to do or what they liked. Sure, there were limits or at least times to talk, but a simple fantasy of having sex during a storm seemed a little silly.

"Well, anything else you want to try, let me know. I may be a lot more open than you realize." Angel kissed her arm, a smile gracing those lips she loved kissing.

"Yeah? That makes you a pretty special woman for someone who is older and by far one of my best lovers," he teased her. She rolled her eyes, but she thought it over. Maybe it did. Maybe that's why they fit. Maybe, just fucking maybe, she better stop questioning it. It was evident he was happy with her, was willing to try new things, and fuck if she wasn't happy with him. "What are you thinking?"

"What other things we can try that you always wanted to and haven't yet." The evil glint in his eyes returned and she squealed, but her core clenched at the thought of more devious things to come.