“I can only offer you risk.” He’s implying us. “But I’m laying that on the table for you to choose.”
My lids flutter as I consider his offer. I can either stay in unbearable friction or take a chance and have him for as long as I can, with no clear path. My body strains for a logical choice, but one side clearly wins.
He senses my answer. “It’s not simple. Nor public. I can’t pretend it’s more than this, but I wouldn’t touch you if I didn’t care.” It’s his way of highlighting the boundaries of who we would be and ensuring I’m confident in my choice.
With one step forward, I make a decision that could ruin me, but it would haunt me if I didn’t take the chance.
“Okay.” It floats from my lips, and he seems relieved. His lips press together, and he smiles wryly, aware that I made the choice he wanted.
The moment his arm extends and his hand meets my skin, I nuzzle my face into his palm, inhaling his scent and soaking in his touch. “Logistics might be a pain,” I joke.
“My desk is ready for you,” he teases.
“We may be private, but I refuse to feel like a dirty little secret.”
He kisses my forehead. The man with an iron heart just gave a chaste little kiss. “No. You’re not. I mean, I haven’t tested your Go Fish skills yet, but I’m confident that you’ll pass.” I kiss his wrist softly. “Congratulations… you are the one to break me,” he whispers, and his other hand rises to cup my face.
A smile that hurts my cheeks forms on my face. “I would say you can send me flowers for that accomplishment, but my boss is a dick and has a no-flowers policy.”
“He is an ass. An absolute one. I’m everything you should run from.”
I shrug and keep my smile intact. “Yet, here I am.”
He steps forward, causing me to step back, and everything in my body pulses faster.
“I need to be inside you.”
We are about to cross the threshold of my room, but he guides our direction in a circle and away from the door.
“My beautiful assistant booked the penthouse. We should probably use that. There are many surfaces to try, maybe a snack to replenish our energy, and we can talk while you lie naked in my bed.”
“That all sounds promising.”
He encourages me to hop up and straddle him. My body buzzes for him. I want him to hurry us to a destination of his choosing.
“Only you do this. Only you get this from me,” he pledges.
Now we can both breathe, because everything seems to fall into place for now.
I’msnug in Julian’s arms, after being sharply tugged into him with a kiss that is a collision, a clash of teeth. His hand tangles in my hair while I claw his shirt as though I’m starved to touch his skin. He lifts and shoves me against the door to his room with force. I gasp and laugh as I nibble on his earlobe. His grin is boyish and vicious, pleased that I’m on board for haste and rough.
I drop my head back when he mouths my throat, his stubble scraping, and my clit is on fire. He doesn’t bite my collarbone; instead, he sucks for a long beat while I pull at hisshirt. He sets me down to peel it off, and his hands return quickly to me by locking his hands around my hips and turning me to face the wall, until I need to brace myself with my palms. His chest is pressed against my back, and my breath is already ragged. He rips open my bathrobe and yanks it off my body. The apex of my thighs already feels wet, and he inspects me when his now naked body holds me tightly from behind. He kisses the back of my shoulder, hot and heavy.
“Julian,” I plead, because I can feel his hard cock against my lower back.
His finger circles around my clit, and his other palm kneads the flesh of my waist. “I’m going to fuck you, baby. Hard, though.” He speaks low with swelter, and using an endearing name revs me up to a thousand. My response is to moan as I ache for more. “Can I take you like this? I want to feel you wet around my cock.”
Oh. I didn’t think about that. I’m on birth control, but I’ve never actually been without a condom. It makes it extra special in a way. A part of me is envious that he has maybe been this way with others. “Have you ever…”
He must sense my hesitation. “I don’t do this, and I’m safe. It will feel better for both of us if you want.”
Lust overtakes me, and my mind eases. “Yes.”
I brace my hands against the wall as the tip of his cock caresses me between my legs. We both make a sound because it already feels too good. I feel him working his way in as he locks his hands on my hips.
His chest is pressed against my back. His breath is ragged, which syncs with my own shuddering moans. I arch, shoving myself back onto him, and he slams further into me. There is no slow, not even when my legs weaken. Instead, helinks his arm around my middle to hold me upright, and his finger explores my clit.
I’m shamelessly loud with my body in overload.
