I got out of bed, divested myself of my pajamas—only stumbling twice—and walked, naked, into the en suite. The room was steaming, but I was able to make out Julian’s silhouette behind the huge glass shower doors. He was facing away from me, his head hanging low, his perfect ass on display.
He didn’t jump as I pulled open the door and didn’t flinch when I wrapped my arms around him from behind. Gently, I pressed a kiss on the nape of his neck.
“Tough night?”
“Princely duties.”
He could be telling the truth, but something in my gut was screaming that he was lying. It was more.
“Want to talk about it?”
He turned slowly and water sluiced down his body, touching flesh I desperately wanted my tongue to taste. He cupped my cheeks and dragged me into a filthy kiss. It was tongues and teeth, light nibbles and urgent breath. By the time we parted, we were hard as steel.
“Go get on the bed, Wynn.” His voice was rough, his pupils blown.
“What about?—”
“Now, go. Prep yourself, because once I get out of this shower, I’m going to fuck you…hard. No frills about it, Wynn.”
Holy shit.I had no words; they’d abandoned me, so I nodded and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and drying myself on my way out.
I got onto the bed and didn’t waste a second. I grabbed the lube, slathered it onto my fingers, and began opening myself up. By the time I heard the shower shut off, I’d gotten two fingers in. My dick was hard as a rock and when the bathroom door opened and steam wafted out, blocked only by his naked, damp silhouette, I almost came right then and there.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Julian
My meetingwith Edward had pissed me off. Ridgeway was going to be a huge problem, especially once my father intervened. I wasn’t sure the detective would back off…especially after finding out Rona Rambles was his cousin. How was he even allowed to be on the case?
I was angry that there was such a dangerous connection to one of my victims, pissed at how this was turning out, and irritated that I’d missed dinner with Wynn. Finding him fast asleep on the couch in my room had confused me. It also wouldn’t do at all. He was going to sleep with me in my bed.
My dick hardened as I shut the water off, knowing I was going to be in Wynn’s ass. Kissing him, owning him. I snatched up a towel and dried some, but I was too anxious. I opened the bathroom door and there he was, on the bed, hard, gorgeous, and fucking mine.
I stalked over to him; he watched with wide eyes and a slacked jaw. I gripped my cock and smirked. “Keep that mouth open, and I’m gonna fuck it.”
“Holy shit,” he whispered.
With my other hand I gripped his hair and yanked him forward. “Get it wet.”
The times we’d been together, I hadn’t been this rough with Wynn. Gripping his throat while I jacked him off was nothing. But I was pent up with rage because of the day, and I needed it hard and fast…I needed it on my terms, and I hoped like hell he’d be fine with that.
Wynn blinked, and for a moment I thought he’d tell me no, but then he opened his mouth and sucked me in. He was fierce as he bobbed on my dick, gagging, slobbering, tears slipping from his eyes. He was fucking beautiful.
The familiar tingle at the base of my spine had me pulling out. “I want to come in your other hole.”
We were both negative and on PrEP. We’d talked about it and even if we hadn’t, I wouldn’t fucking give a shit—I wanted to paint his insides with my come. He scrambled onto all fours, his dick hard and leaking.
“Shit, Julian, please fuck me.”
He didn’t need to beg, even though he sounded so pretty when he did. I pressed the head of my cock against his hole and slowly pushed into him. My cock was encased by his warm, tight heat and I was able to make it halfway. I couldn’t hold back, and I slammed the rest of the way in.
“Fuck!” Wynn shouted, and I was glad my bedroom was in a completely different wing from his friends only because I’d never want anyone to hear him like this. His needy whimpers and salacious screams were for my ears only.
I gripped his hips, my nails digging into his skin as I pummeled his hole. Fuck, he felt like heaven and if I were to die right now, I’d be fine with that.
“Julian, I’m gonna.”
I squeezed the nape of his neck and pressed him into the mattress as I jackhammered into him. He came with a shout, and I followed right behind.
