He truly was gorgeous perfection, and I still couldn’t believe he was mine.
“Perfect and beautiful,” I said as I took his cock in my soapy hand, pumping up and down as Landon pressed his hands against the wall.
“That’s my line… Fuck,” he hissed. “That’s good, baby.”
“Yeah?” I whispered into his ear as I cupped his balls with my other hand. He banged his hand against the wall when I squeezed, his cock jerking in my palm.
“Jules, enough,” he gritted out, the muscles in his back constricting as his gorgeous body went rigid from head to toe.
I shifted him toward the water, kissing down his arm as I rinsed him off and maneuvered my way around until we were face-to-face.
“There’s more room in here than I thought.” I trailed my tongue across and down his chest, biting his nipple as I made my way down to the floor of the tub and onto my knees.
“Time to finish what I started,” I said, peering up at him as I wrapped my mouth around his cock. His eyes widened as I took him to the back of my throat and inched him out, circling my tongue around the tip and along the vein trailing up the side, smiling as his whimpers and moans reverberated around my tiny bathroom.
The porcelain of the tub bit into my sore knees, but I didn’t care. Landon grew harder in my mouth as I continued sucking, kissing, and teasing every inch until he tapped the back of my head.
I hummed around his dick in approval right before he spilled down my throat with a roar.
“Fuck, Julie,” he cried out as he dug his fingers into my hair and yanked on a fistful, swaying his hips into me as I swallowed every last drop.
“My Julie,” he whispered as he cupped my chin, gazing down at me with hooded eyes and a hazy smile.
“Dream come true?” I asked, a smirk tickling the side of my mouth despite the scratching at the back of my throat from all the love in his eyes.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up to stand as he crushed his lips against mine, pinning me against the tiles.
He laughed when he tore his lips away, sifting both his hands into my wet locks.
“You have no idea.”
21
LANDON
“You’re a fucking show-off.”
I laughed as Will smirked at me on-screen.
“I was lucky. Sullivan asked if he could bring some friends with him to lunch at the 21 Club, and I thought it was just his staff, not friends from other firms.”
“So the New York office tripled their revenue before they evenhavean office.” He raised his soda can in salute. “And being so damn humble is the worst kind of showing off.”
“Maybe I’m just used to being awesome.” I shrugged and leaned back in my chair. “And we have an office, just not the NameTech complex in Charlotte.”
I mostly worked from Julie’s spare room, only using the Manhattan office when I needed to see a client. Even then, for the past two weeks, I’d taken the six train into the city, seen who I wanted to see, and come home.
I kept my stuff in her spare room but climbed into bed with her every night—and some afternoons. We never discussed whether my staying at Julie’s house was a permanent arrangement, but I’d already told the apartment broker that I’d found a place and would let her know if I wanted to look again in the future.
As far as I was concerned, I was home, in this house and with this woman. But while we were in love and married on paper, we were still getting used to the new us. Most couples didn’t marry, move in together, and then start dating, but when it felt this right, rules weren’t needed.
“Hey—oh, sorry.” Julie brought her voice down to a whisper as she cringed by the doorway, her adorable face twisted in a grimace. “You usually close the door when you’re in a meeting.”
“It’s not a real meeting. It’s Will,” I said, waving her over. “You remember Julie, right?”
“I do.” I held in a growl at the seductive dip in his voice. “Nice to see you again.”
“You too,” she said, angling her head toward the screen. I pulled her onto my lap, stifling a laugh at her widened eyes when she swiveled her head around.
