Grunting, Julian pulled the shirt off me in one go and threw it across the room. My nipples hardened as the cool room air brushed across them. Then his mouth was back on me, engulfing one nipple while his hand cupped and kneaded the other, plucking at the tip until I was gasping.
When he was satisfied he’d given the one enough attention, he moved onto the other one, giving my nipples equal love. Cupping my breasts in both hands, his eyes lifted to mine.
Laying there in just my panties, I felt more exposed to him now than I had a year ago, when we’d been buck ass naked in the warehouse, whiling the hours away until it was dawn and we could get away from the very creatures we were hunting.
“I didn’t have time to appreciate these before,” Julian began, his voice rough, his pajama pants lower on his hips. “I won’t make the same mistake this time.”
“We were in a bit of a hurry that first time,” I reminded him with a shy smile.
“Not this time.”
My gaze heated at the intensity of his stare. “No, not this time.”
My eyes dropped to the front of his pants where he was already hard and ready for me. The sudden urge to have him naked and beneath me had me looping my legs around his and using my body weight flip us over, so I was on top.
Julian arched a brow. “You know I let you do that.”
“Sure you did.” I sat on top of him, my pussy pressed against his hard length. I tentatively moved my hips back and forth, grinding down on him so that both of us let out a long groan.
Julian’s hands went to my hips, guiding me along his shaft. After a few moments, he stopped me with a smirk.
“I didn’t wait all this time to come in my pants, Jack. When I come, it’ll be inside you.”
“Want to bet?” Grinning wickedly down at him, I shimmed down his body until I straddled his legs.
He watched me with growing amusement as I lowered the top of his pajama pants, reaching in to pull out his long hard cock.
I gave him a slow stroke of my hand, remembering what he felt like before swiping my tongue over the tip of him. I’d only done this once with Julian and then a handful of times with Tateand Kyren, both of whom were thicker than him, while he was longer, much longer.
My eyes on his, I took him into my mouth, drawing my lips downward until he brushed the back of my throat. I breathed through my nose, trying to relax, wanting to take more of him. I still had a hand and a half’s worth I couldn’t take in and realized if I tried, I’d end up throwing up on him. That wasn’t sexy for anyone.
Instead, I focused on what I could fit in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down as my hand moved with me. I licked and sucked on the tip, cupping his balls until his hands fisted the sheets beside him.
“Jack,” Julian groaned, his hand going to my hair, but he didn’t try to force more of him into my mouth. Instead, he brushed my hair back from my face. His lip was pinned between his teeth as he watched me swallow around him. “You look so beautiful like this. But you’re not going to make me come before I want to.”
My eyes narrowed, taking his words as a challenge.
A moment later, he pulled me off his length and pinned beneath him on the bed, his face hovering over mine.
“Why do you always have to be such a stubborn brat?”
I smirked up at him. “Why do you have to be such a stick in the mud?”
Julian arched a brow at me. “Oh, I’m going to be a stick in something for sure.”
His hands dragged the sides of my panties down, and his length rubbed against my clit, making my legs fall open further for him on their own. He slapped the tip of him against my clit over and over again before running circles around it. His eyes stayed on me while I squirmed and grabbed at his biceps.
“Are you going to come for me, brat?”
I swallowed, shaking my head as I stared up at him in defiance.
Julian let out a chuckle, his blond hair falling around his face, finally lose from the man bun he usually kept it in during class. “Out of the two of us, I think I have far more self-control than you do. Don’t you think?”
I released his arm and reached for his cock with one hand, refusing to give him the satisfaction of making me come first. Except he was ready for me, he grabbed my wrist and pinned it above my head.
“Now, now, don’t be so impatient.”
Growling, I tried to grab him with my other hand, but he got a hold of that one too, pinning them together at the wrists with his.
