Jude blinked, his fingers tightening around her wrist as he stopped his teasing examination of her body. “Of course.”
He let her in. They stood together in the half-dark, their gazes locked. Jude’s fingers traced up Octavia’s arms again. This time, it didn’t feel like he was checking her injuries. He stroked and caressed her skin, pushing the sleeves of her shirt up as he did so.
Her fingers splayed across his chest, tracking across the hard muscles of his stomach. “How are you feeling?”
“Right now, I feel incredible.” His voice was low and thick with desire.
“I mean, you got treated by Sophia after we got back?” Octavia licked her lips. Maybe he was still injured and couldn’t give her what she wanted. If so, she’d wait, even though her desire for him made her legs shake.
“I got treated,” said Jude. “I’m fine. How about you?”
Her gaze went to his mouth. “Never better.”
He closed the gap between them, crushing her lips against his, his tongue slipping into her mouth.
She wrapped her fingers around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
Grabbing her thighs, Jude lifted Octavia off her feet. She wrapped her legs around his waist.
He turned and carried her to his bed, easing her down onto her back.
The whole time, their lips remained melded together as they tasted each other.
Octavia’s hands grappled with his boxer shorts, yanking them down.
Jude stood and kicked them off. He was naked before her. His hard cock rested against his stomach as his lust-filled gaze ran over her body. He reached down and unbuttoned her shirt, slowly, taking his time.
With a frustrated sigh, Octavia yanked the rest of the buttons open. She didn’t want tenderness, she wanted him to strip her and take her. Her hands went to her pants, but he stopped her. “Is something wrong?”
“No. Everything is perfect.” Jude eased her hands away and unzipped her pants. “I want to do this myself. I want to be the one to get you naked.”
A shiver of desire ran through her. She watched as Jude eased her pants down. She wore no underwear, so once her boots, pants, and shirt were gone, she was naked.
She lay on the bed, a swirl of pleasure running through her as she saw the eagerness in Jude’s eyes. His gaze trailed over her breasts and down to her thighs. She eased her legs apart and heard him suck in a breath.
“I’m all yours,” she said to him.
With a primal sounding grunt, Jude pushed her legs apart and ducked between them.
A gasp shot out of Octavia as he tasted her, his tongue tracing across her sensitive folds as his hands caressed her thighs.
She thrust her pelvis up, unable to stop herself.
Jude held onto her hips and pushed his tongue into her, growling with pleasure, the rumble sending a shiver of heat into her center.
He slid two hard fingers inside, looking up at her as his mouth landed on her clit. He sucked and caressed it with his tongue.
Octavia’s eyes rolled back in her head. It had been such a long time since she’d felt desired. Seeing the lust in Jude’s eyes, and the way he devoured her, made her feel like the most beautiful woman on the planet.
The stroke of his fingers inside her, coupled with his mouth on her most sensitive spot, sent Octavia over the edge. Her back arched and a cry shot from her lips as she climaxed.
Jude didn’t slow. He kept on pumping her with his fingers, his tongue on her clit.
“Oh my God,” she gasped out as a second orgasm hit. Her thighs shook, and she grabbed hold of his hair as she writhed beneath him, holding his delicious mouth in place as her body felt on fire.
A satisfied-sounding grumble came from Jude as he slid up her body, his tongue tasting her skin and his teeth taking gentle nips as he traveled across her flesh. He stopped at her breasts, sampling the nipples, stroking them and sucking them into his mouth. All the time, his fingers remained buried deep in her, stroking her, encouraging yet another orgasm.
He kissed her collarbone before traveling up her throat and joining their mouths together.