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Intimate Tensions - part 2
You watch as Jude enters the massage room, his eyes locked on you as he slowly approaches the table. There’s an intensity in his gaze that sends shivers down your spine. The soft lighting and calming music create a sensual atmosphere, heightening your anticipation of what’s to come.
Jude doesn’t waste any time before confessing, ‘I can’t stop thinking about the last time we were together.’ He pauses, his voice lowering to a husky whisper. ‘About forcing you to orgasm over and over again.’
The memory of your previous encounter flashes through your mind, leaving you feeling both desired and vulnerable. You hesitate for a moment before admitting, ‘I’ve been craving your touch ever since.’
Jude smiles, a mix of confidence and hunger in his expression. ‘Then let me have you,’ he says, extending his hand towards you. ‘Undress for me.’
You feel a shiver of excitement run through you as you hesitate, torn between the desire to submit to Jude’s command and the fear of letting your guard down. Finally, you surrender to his demand, slowly removing your clothes until you’re naked before him.
Jude’s eyes rake over your body, drinking in every curve and detail. ‘You’re even more beautiful than I remembered,’ he says, his voice thick with desire. He runs a finger along your collarbone, sending a jolt of electricity through you.
As Jude begins to touch you, his movements are slow and deliberate, teasing you with each caress. Your body responds instantly, your nipples hardening and your breath quickening in anticipation.
Jude’s hands move lower, cupping your breasts and massaging them gently. He leans down to kiss your neck, his lips warm and insistent against your skin. You moan softly as he continues to explore your body, his touch growing bolder with each passing moment.
Suddenly, Jude’s fingers find their way between your legs, stroking your clit with precision. You gasp, your hips bucking involuntarily as pleasure begins to build within you.
‘I want to hear you beg for it,’ Jude whispers in your ear. ‘Beg me to make you come.’
You hesitate, unsure if you can bring yourself to utter the words. But the desire coursing through your veins is too strong to resist. ‘Please,’ you whisper, your voice barely audible. ‘Make me come.’
Jude’s fingers move faster, his touch growing more insistent as he pushes you towards the edge of orgasm. You can feel your climax building, the waves of pleasure crashing over you like a tidal wave.
As you teeter on the brink of release, Jude leans in close, his breath hot against your ear. ‘You belong to me now,’ he whispers.
Those words are all it takes to send you careening over the edge, your body convulsing with pleasure as the orgasm rips through you. You cry out, your voice echoing through the room as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you.
After what feels like an eternity, the intensity of your climax begins to subside, leaving you spent and satisfied on the massage table. Jude looks down at you with a mix of desire and vulnerability in his eyes, indicating that he wants more than just a physical connection.
As you lie together after the intense encounter, Jude whispers to you that he wants an emotional connection with you. He confesses that he has been searching for someone to share not only his body but also his heart, and he believes he may have found that person in you.
You feel a mixture of surprise and happiness at his admission, realizing that there is more to Jude than just his dominant exterior. As you look into his eyes, you see the truth in his words, and you can’t help but wonder if this could be the beginning of something truly special between you.
You lie on the massage table, naked and vulnerable, as Jude slowly undresses you. His fingers trace light patterns on your skin, avoiding your most sensitive areas until you can’t take it anymore. ‘Please, I need you to…’ you beg, your voice trembling with desire. Jude smiles down at you, his eyes dark with lust. ‘I know what you need,’ he whispers, his breath hot against your neck. He slides a finger inside you, curling it to find that sweet spot that makes you moan. ‘God, yes…’ you gasp, arching your back as pleasure ripples through you. Jude’s touch is masterful, sending waves of sensation crashing over you like a tsunami. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, but he pulls back just when you think you can’t take it anymore. ‘Not yet,’ he says, his voice low and commanding. ‘I want to enjoy this.’ He kisses your neck, your breasts, your stomach, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. You whimper with frustration, wanting nothing more than for him to finish what he started. But Jude is in control, and he won’t be rushed. He teases you mercilessly, bringing you right to the brink of orgasm only to pull back again and again. ‘Please…’ you beg, your voice hoarse with desire. ‘I can’t take it anymore, just…’ Finally, Jude relents. He slides two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out as he rubs his thumb against your clit. You cry out in ecstasy as the waves of pleasure crash over you, your body shuddering with the force of your orgasm. As you lie spent and satisfied on the massage table, Jude whispers in your ear, ‘You belong to me now.’ You feel a mix of desire and vulnerability as he claims you, but there’s no denying the intensity of the connection between you.
The chapter ends abruptly with YN lying spent and satisfied on the massage table, Jude whispering in her ear that she belongs to him now.