He growls low in his throat, and it sends a shiver through me. His eyes are so dark, sohot, that it makes me bite my lip andsqueeze my thighs together. “Good girl. You’re so beautiful on your knees for me.”
Oh, I like that.I like being praised by him, so I offer him a small smile and then lean forward to swipe my tongue over the tip of him, over that little bead of moisture that tastes salty and a little musky, and Julian closes his eyes as his dick flexes in my hands.
“Fuck, you’re going to destroy me.”
That doesn’t sound like a bad thing, and I can’t resist licking him again, then running my tongue along the edge of his crown.
“Open your mouth.”
Eleven
JULIAN
I knowI haven’t done anything good enough in this life to earn having this perfect woman on her knees with my cock in her hands, but I won’t question it. I want her, just like this, every single fucking day for the rest of my life.
At my order, Natasha’s jaw drops, and I guide myself between her lips. When she clamps them around me, I moan and tip my head back as heat rushes through me.
I’m going to embarrass myself. Her mouth feels too good. Christ, I’m forty-three years old, have fucked my way through this city, and this inexperienced woman’s mouth makes me feel sixteen again.
“Fuck, your mouth is perfect.” I keep my hands firmly on the chair, not wanting to scare her. I don’t know what prompted this whole thing, but I’ll be damned if I’ll do anything to stop it.
My wife is a walking wet dream, and I would have sworn this isnotthe way today would have gone. I thought for sure that I wouldn’t see her for the rest of the day.
I’ve never been so happy to be wrong in my life.
Her big blue eyes are on me as she tries to sink down lower, her inexperience obvious, andso fucking sexy.I stop her and smile down at her.
“Hold on, sweetheart. Take a breath for me. Good girl. Now, relax your jaw a little.” Watching me, she does as she’s told, and then she starts to move, andholy fuck, I think I just saw heaven.“God, baby, that’s so good.”
I want with everything in me to push my hands into her hair, but instead I let her have this. I’ll eventually touch her all over, and take my time with it, but first I have to build trust between us.
Her hands move up and down my shaft where she can’t fit me in her mouth, and she hums in the back of her throat because, if I’m not mistaken, my wife is enjoying giving me the best blow job of my fucking life.
“Goddamn, you were made for me,” I murmur, and her eyes drift closed with pleasure. Her cheeks darken. She moans in the back of her throat, sending electricity through me.
My angel has a praise kink.
I can work with this.
“Look at those gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock, so damn perfectly.” She whimpers and sucks harder, and my vision goes dark. “You’re trying to make me come, aren’t you, beautiful girl?”
She nods, those sapphire eyes full of desire.
“If you don’t want me to come in your pretty little mouth, you need to back off now, Natasha, because I’m about to lose control.”
But she doesn’t move away.
She picks up the pace, her hands tighten, she sucks evenharder, and there’s no way I can hold back as the climax moves through me. My balls tighten as I lift my hips off the chair and come hard down her throat, and she sucks every drop down.
I can’t help it, my hands move from the chair to her hair, and I see her wince, so I pull back.
Christ, I can’t catch my breath. “Fuck, you’re incredible, Angel. I’m going to touch you now.”
She nods, and I reach down to lift her off her knees and into my lap, where I wrap my arms around her and just hold her.
“Is this okay?” I murmur before kissing her temple.
“This is nice,” she says, but frowns up at me. “Don’t you want to?—”
