“Jude, I –” I turned my head to argue, but he cut me off with a kiss.
“No, like I said, it's the least I can do,” he said. “Besides, I want to do it.”
Jude reached for the body wash and filled a loofah up with it, then proceeded to wash my entire body, running the sponge over my skin, sudsing me up as I relaxed against him. When his hands moved to my inner thighs, the sensations overwhelmed me and I let out a low moan before I could catch it, and he smiled.
“I so wish I could eat you out right now,” he whispered. “Maybe tonight.”
“God, yes,” I whimpered.
“I'll be hard thinking about you all day,” he said.
“But I'll be here, ready for you when you get home.”
“Damn right you will,” he muttered against my skin. “And I fully expect you to pick something sexy up while you're out today too.”
“Of course, Jude,” I said. “Anything for you.”
I turned in the tub and took the loofah from him, filling it with soap. I slowly ran it along his chest, letting the suds drip down his skin before moving lower. I washed his six pack abs and moved even lower. Cupping his balls gently in my hands, I washed all around his hardening cock, watching his face as I did so. He took in a deep breath, his body stiffening as I rubbed my hands up and down his shaft with my soapy hands.
“You're going to be the death of me, Ember,” he groaned.
“Just trying to give you something to think about,” I teased. “While you're stuck in your office, listening to people talk at those boring meetings, you can imagine my hands wrapped around your dick.”
He arched his back and let out a groan as I stroked his cock. The tip of him stood out above the water, and I simply had to have a taste. Lowering my head, I licked at the head, tasting the salty pre-cum. Jude's hands wrapped in my hair and I took even more of inside of my mouth. The water was too high to go all the way down, so I used my hand to make up the difference, licking and sucking as I moved up and down. I swirled my tongue over the tip and he let out a groan.
“Ember, oh God...”
I gripped his balls with my free hand, feeling them tighten in my grip. Jude's eyes fluttered as his brow furrowed, his head resting against the back of the tub. I knew he had to be at work, but I wanted to make him come again so badly. I wanted to send him to the office with a smile on his face.
Jude lifted my head, cupping my face in his chin as he stared at me with dreamy eyes.
“I want nothing more to continue this, but if you keep it up, I'm going to bend you over and fuck you again.”
“I wouldn't mind,” I said, flicking my tongue at his cock, watching for a response.
“Let's give you a rest,” he said.
He pulled me up the length of his body and kissed me long and hard, running his hands along the back of my head.
“But tonight, Ember,” he said, his voice low and throaty. “I'm going to kiss you down there and make it all better. I promise.”
“Mmm, I'm looking forward to that,” I said.
Kissing the tip of my nose, he said, “Me too, but in the meantime, enjoy your shopping trip and please, let me know if you need anything at all.”
“You're too good to me,” I whispered.
“Never. If anything, you're too good to me,” he said.
He held me in his arms for a bit longer, trailing his lips along my face. I got the feeling that I wasn't the only one falling hard here, and I loved every minute of it.
***
I may have been used to a life of luxury, some may even call me spoiled. However, I was not about to go crazy on Jude's dime, just because he'd told me I could. Since he insisted though, and because Antoine was waiting for me, after I had a quick breakfast made by Jude's chef, Veronica, I went out as requested.
When I got back, it was after noon and I was exhausted. There was, of course, a fresh lunch waiting for me. Antoine had called ahead to let Veronica know we were coming. I sat down to a fresh, crisp salad with a bowl of lobster bisque soup and a sandwich that looked too fancy to eat, piled up high and held together by a toothpick.
I wasn't sure I could eat that much, especially with dinner out with Jude later.