CHAPTER 38

JUDE'S POV

"Just stay one more night, you already have clothes to wear for work tomorrow," James says, trying to convince me to stay as we get in the bathroom. But I know that I can't give in to his charm this time.

I look at James, his eyes pleading with me to reconsider. "James, I can't stay one more night no matter how much I want to stay, I can't," I tell him. The chemistry between us is undeniable, and the passion we share is off the charts. But as much as I enjoy our time together, I know that I can't stay one more night, I have started having feelings for him that I should not. 

"We don't have to talk about it. We both know that we are fuck buddies." I tell him.

"You know that's not true, but I am not going to fight you on that. All I am asking you is one more night, please stay tonight." He pleads.

"James, I…" he connects his lips to mine before I finish what I want to say.

"Let me give you a reason not to walk out of that door." He says as he starts trailing kisses on my neck. As he whispers those words in my ear, I can feel my resolve weakening. His touch is like fire against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. The steam from the hot water fills the room, creating an intimate atmosphere that only adds to the intensity of the moment.

His lips move from my neck to my collarbone, leaving a trail of kisses that ignites a fire within me. I can't help but let out a soft moan as his hands roam over my body, exploring every curve and crevice with a hunger that is both intoxicating and irresistible.

I try to remind myself of the reasons why I should leave, why I should walk out that door and never look back. But his touch is like a drug, addicting and impossible to resist. The way he looks at me with those dark, intense eyes makes me feel like the only woman in the world.

I know I should be strong, I should stand my ground and not give in to his seduction. But at this moment, all I want is to stay, to let him convince me to stay and give in to the passion that burns between us.

As the water cascades down on us, I feel myself surrendering to him completely. The heat of the water mirrors the heat of our desire, creating a sensual symphony that drowns out all thoughts of leaving.

His hands move lower, tracing the curves of my body with a reverence that makes my heart race. I can feel the tension building between us, the need for each other becoming almost unbearable.

"Let me convince you to stay, little one," he whispers again, his voice husky with desire. And in that moment, I know that I am lost. Lost in his touch, lost in his gaze, lost in the passion that consumes us both.

I close my eyes and let myself be swept away by the tide of desire that threatens to overwhelm me. In this moment, there is only him and me, the rest of the world fading away into nothingness.

"Okay," I say breathlessly.

"Okay, what little one?" He asks.

"I will stay the night," I tell him.

"Thank you, little one," he says as he pulls me closer, his lips claiming mine in a searing kiss. At that moment, I know that I have made my choice. I am staying, letting myself be consumed by the fire that burns between us, knowing that there is no turning back now.

As we continue to kiss, the passion between us intensifies. His hands roam over my body, igniting a desire in me that only he can quench. I can feel the heat building between us, a primal need that cannot be denied.

He pulls away, his eyes dark with desire, and kneels on the bathroom floor. I feel his breath on my pussy, sending shivers down my spine. His tongue swipes over my sensitive flesh, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I moan in ecstasy, unable to contain the pleasure he is giving me.

His touch is electric, his movements deliberate and skilled. Every flick of his tongue, every caress of his fingers, drives me closer to the edge of bliss. I surrender myself to him completely, lost in the sensations he is creating within me.

As he continues to pleasure me, I am overcome with gratitude. "Oh, fuck Daddy, don't stop," I whisper, my voice filled with a mixture of desire and appreciation. At this moment, there is no room for hesitation or doubt. I am exactly where I want to be, with him, lost in a world of pleasure and passion.

I am lost in a whirlwind of sensation, unable to think of anything but the pleasure he is giving me. With James, I am free to explore my deepest desires, let go of inhibitions, and embrace the ecstasy that comes with surrendering to him.

As his tongue dances across my sensitive skin, I can feel myself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Each flick, each swirl, sends shivers of pleasure coursing through my body, bringing me closer and closer to the brink of release.

I feel myself getting lost in the moment, lost in the sensation of his tongue on my pussy. I can't get enough of how he makes me feel. It's a heady mix of pleasure and desire that leaves me breathless and wanting more.

I can feel the tension building, the pressure mounting as I edge closer to the point of no return. I know that with just a little more, just a little harder, I will tip over the edge and fall into the abyss of pleasure that awaits me.

With one final flick of his tongue, I feel myself shatter into a million pieces, my body convulsing with the force of my release. It's a moment of pure bliss, of pure ecstasy, that leaves me gasping for breath and craving more.