My cheek is smooshed against the wall as he thrusts bluntly. “I’m so close,” I call out.
He fists my hair and tugs enough to tilt my head, and everything about him inside me and touching me in this moment is raw. “Not yet.” He speaks as though he rules my body, and that is a further turn-on.
We're starving for one another.
He pulls out, and I’m needy for more.
He turns me, and as though all of his rough insistence stops, he cradles my face to give me a slow, tender kiss. A reminder perhaps that this isn’t just sex. Only a moment later, he returns us to our pace, and he guides me to the bed and pushes me onto the mattress.
He spreads my legs wide, and my entire body arches off the bed when he strokes me with his tongue, and he makes a noise as if he’s sucking on a dessert spoon. My nails dig into the bed as my voice rises in response.
His lips move to kiss my inner thighs, and I’m throbbing. “I needed to taste you before I fill you with my cum.”
My eyes roll to the back of my head because I could orgasm purely from his filthy mouth.
“Please,” I beg, and my body writhes, trying to encourage him.
He grins slyly as he pins my arms above my head, instructing me to keep them there. Easing my legs open, he enters me and continues his promise to fuck me hard. He grunts, and I moan. I enjoy seeing him use me the way he wants while I benefit by feeling so incredibly wanted and pleasured.
My legs get thrown over both his shoulders, hittinganother angle, and I can’t handle it. I begin to palm my breasts, and I’m a few thrusts away from coming undone.
“Be a good girl and come while I’m inside you.” His breath is now labored.
I let go and tremble and coo. It doesn’t stop because he’s speeding up his movements instead of slowing down to give me a break. He keeps going until I feel him pulse inside me, and he stills.
Julian collapses on top of me but holds his weight up as we both come down from a high.
“Fuck, Savannah.” He remains inside me.
“I know. I know.” It was a new level.
He kisses my mouth as he slips out, and I feel his cum spill onto my thighs.
Julian nuzzles into my neck as he attempts to even his breath, and we both sigh, completely satisfied.
I jabmy toe into his thigh where we’re sitting on the floor next to the floor-to-ceiling window. I’m balancing my hand of cards while I hold up the sheet that’s draped around me. I watch Julian study his cards while in only boxer briefs and don’t let my smile ease.
“Have any fives?” he asks.
“Go fish,” I reply, and he takes a card from the deck.
He closes one eye and studies me before I burst out laughing.
“I’m sorry.” I try to stop, but I can’t. “This is…”
Julian begins to tickle up my leg. “You know my secret, don’t judge.”
“Okay.” I attempt to give him a serious look, but it fails,and I can’t stop. He rolls his eyes, amused, and I take a breath to try to calm down. “It’s funny.”
He tosses his cards onto the floor. “I’ll spank you later for this judgment,” he teases.
I wiggle my eyebrows and give up on my cards. “No complaints.”
“I didn’t ask. Where did you get these?”
Truthfully, I put a little effort into it. “A friend sent them to me. There’s a secret place near Everhope.”
“A secret place, eh?”
