"I'm afraid..." I said timidly.
"Of me? That I will hurt you?" Jude asked from the armchair in the corner of the bedroom.
"Yes..." I admitted as I stared down at my feet, avoiding his gaze.
"I think... you're afraid of letting go. I think you're afraid of happiness... And this is starting to excite me," he got up and stepped toward the bed where I was sitting, "are you afraid of seeing the stars... Alice? I can show you how to reach them."
"I'm afraid... of what you've got under there," I whispered shakily, "may I see what it looks like first?"
"Is this your first time?" he asked, kneeling down and staring at me with such compassion and curiosity. The kindness in his bright blue eyes made me feel like I could tell him anything. I admired him for a moment, looking at his golden complexion and slicked back hair.
"I've never actually been with a man before," I admitted, blushing.
"That makes two of us," he said with a chuckle. I couldn't help but to laugh with him.
"I'm afraid it will hurt..." I said after a moment, looking down at my fidgeting hands.
Jude took my hands in his, "Alice," he paused for a moment, staring down at our intertwined hands, "once I've shown you what real love feels like," he stood up and gently took my chin in his hand, "you'll never settle for anything less... again."
We stared at each other for a while until his eyes wandered down to my lower neck. He gently pulled the top of my blouse to the side, revealing the hickey left there by my boyfriend.
"Are these the wounds of passion?" he asked tenderly. All I could do was smile and shake my head. I was embarrassed and I tried to look away from him, but he gently turned my face back to him.
"You... are a goddess, Alice," he whispered seductively, "you wind me up inside," he knelt down in front of me again, holding the back of my neck and looking deeply into my eyes, "but you deserve much better in your life."
He gently pushed me onto my back, "you deserve... me," he kissed me and I melted. When he paused, I leaned up and placed a kiss on his soft lips. Pleasure jolted through me as I felt his manhood growing harder against me. I couldn't stop myself from moaning when I felt him grind against me ever so slightly.
"You are divine," he muttered breathlessly as he kissed my neck, "I've counted the seconds since last we met. I knew that it wouldn't be long until we'd meet again." He was right. Ever since I bumped into him at the New Year's Eve party, I've thought about him endlessly.
His hands wandered up my shirt and onto my sensitive breasts. He knew just how to squeeze me. I whimpered as I felt his hand sliding down into my panties.
"You're enjoying this as much as I am," he smirked confidently as he began to work his magic on me. His fingers worked me in just the right way. Gently circling my clit and teasing my entrance as he kissed me like I'd never been kissed before.
"Oh god," I moaned as his slid his finger inside me and started rubbing just the right spot. My legs were shaking a little and I was instinctively grinding against his hand as his fingers expertly rubbed my most sensitive spots. I couldn't take the overstimulating pleasure anymore and I tried to push his hand away from me, but it didn't budge even a inch. It was like trying to push a concrete wall.
"Jude... oh god, oh yess. oh, please, you need to stop, mmm oh god," I moaned, my eyes were shut so tight and my whole body felt so warm and tense.
"Shh," he cooed, "has your boyfriend never touched you like this before?"
"Not like this," was all I managed to say in between moans.