His dark eyes sober as he picks me up and carries me inside, leaving the doors open so the salty ocean breeze floats through. He sets me down beside the bed and frames my face in his big, warm hands.
“Are you sure? I’m fine with waiting. I don’t want to rush you.”
Nibbling on my lip, I frown up at my husband, worried that I’ve overstepped and he’s just not ... attracted to me anymore. “Doyounot want to?”
Julian shocks the hell out of me when a laugh bursts out of him, and then he’s tugging my clothes off, casting them aside.
“Keeping my hands to myself is torture, wife. Do Iwant you? No. I fuckingcraveyou. I need you. Every glorious, perfect inch of you.”
His words are intoxicating, and my hands are all over him. We’re a tangle of pure lust as we strip each other naked, and then he guides me onto the bed, where he covers me, bracing himself above me on strong, muscled arms covered in those tattoos, and it makes me burn for him. He’s kissing me with lips so soft and sure andravenous, my legs scissor, trying to ease the ache between them.
“You’re so beautiful, I physically ache,” he growls against my ear before his lips ghost down my jawline to my neck. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in my life. More than power, more than money. You’re the beginning and the end, Natasha.”
Before I can reply and tell him how much I love him, he covers my mouth and kisses me while his hands do delicious things to my skin. His fingers tug on my nipples, so hard it makes me gasp, and then they soothe the sensitive skin before making the trip down my belly and over my smooth pubis to my aching core.
His fingers slide through my slit, and he groans, clearly happy with what he finds.
“So. Fucking. Wet for me.” His lips tickle mine as he speaks, and I cling to him, my nails digging into his shoulders, needing more of him. I needall of him. “Tell me what you need, Angel.”
“You.”
He smiles, so damn smug and happy that I can’t be irritated with him, and then licks over the seam of my lips, and I invite him in eagerly as I arch my back and then push my fingers into his thick hair, holding on.
“What do you need me to do for you?”
I whimper as he kisses his way to my collarbones. “Make me come. Please, make me come, Julian.”
“You’re going to come all night long, sweetheart. For this first time, do you want me to do it with my fingers?” He pushes two thick fingers inside me, making me gasp. “Or my mouth?” He circles his tongue over my nipple. “Or my cock?”
“Yes.”
With a chuckle, Julian kisses his way down and pulls my clit into his mouth, and that’s all I need to burst into a million pieces, screaming out his name.
And even when I come down from that high, he doesn’t stop. He’s planting wet kisses along my inner thighs, and then he covers my pussy with his mouth again and watches me as he laps at me, pushes his tongue inside and then up to my clit again.
“So fucking delicious,” he says. “God, I love the way you taste. I’ve beenstarvingfor you.”
I’m so impatient for him. I haven’t felt him in what feels like forever, and I don’t want to wait anymore.
“Julian . . .please.”
“Please what, baby?”
“I need you inside me.”
His eyes are on fire as he groans into my pussy, and then he kisses up my body and settles between my thighs, rocking hishuge, talented cock through my slit before he pushes inside me, and we both moan with how fuckingincredibleit feels.
“It’s like coming home,” he whispers against my lips, and then he flips us, so I’m on top, and I smile down into his perfect face. His hands glide down my back to my ass, and I kiss him, relishing in the taste of myself on his lips, before I push up and start to ride him.
“Fuck, you’re the prettiest thing,” he growls, his hands planted on my hips, guiding me up and down his shaft. “You take me so damn well, Angel.”
I thought I would be uncomfortable, since we haven’t done this in so long, but he’s right. It’s like coming home, and nothing feels better than this.
“Julian.”
“I’m right here, baby.” He leans up so he can tug my nipple between his lips, then presses the sweetest kiss to my sternum. “I’m right fucking here. Always.”
“Oh God.” I have to lean down and rest my forehead on his as I ride him, chasing another orgasm. “I’m gonna ...fuck.”
