Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 70955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Although I’d had the best view in the house, it had been incredibly difficult for me to pay attention to the show. My mind kept going back to the highlights of my day—the incredible orgasms Julian had given me and how he’d ripped into Dirk when he discovered my connection to him. I probably should’ve been horrified when he’d punched the delusional bully—and by how banged up his knuckles looked after he’d been done with whatever he’d been up to with Knox—but I was too turned on by him protecting me to care if it was wrong.
Luckily, the drive to Julian’s house—in a gated community off a golf course of all places—didn’t take too long. The two-story structure with a big, fenced-in backyard practically screamed family home, and it reinforced everything Julian had been telling me. He took the contract at the Lennox because he cared more about building a life than fame. And with the way he carefully lifted me out of my seat and carried me bridal style into the house, I had no doubt that he wanted to spend that life with me.
All my sappy thoughts about our future together were wiped away when he slammed the door shut behind us, set me on my feet, and backed me up against the wall. It was impossible to think about anything except for the hard length of his dick pressing against my belly.
“I finally have you in our home, right where you belong.” He bent to kiss my neck, and I dropped my head back against the wall to give him better access.
Letting out a soft moan, I whispered, “What are you going to do about it?”
“Every single dirty thing I’ve imagined doing to your luscious body,” he murmured before nipping at my pulse point. “Plan on being in my bed for a long damn time because I came up with plenty of ideas while you were busy avoiding me.”
“Maybe you should take me right here to punish me a little for making you wait so long.” I was intrigued by the possibility of wall sex, but I still blushed after I made the suggestion.
Julian must have approved of my idea because he lifted his head and took possession of my mouth. As we kissed, he pressed closer, grinding his hard length against me, and his tongue swept inside to tangle with mine. I buried my fingers into his hair and wrapped one of my legs around his thigh, whimpering into his mouth.
“I’m not worried about punishing you, sweetheart. Not when you’re finally where you’re meant to be, and I know you won’t run from me again.” He lifted my other leg, wrapping it around his waist, one of his hands anchoring me under my butt to hold me against the wall. My core was lined up perfectly with his cock, and my skirt had crept up my thighs. My panties rubbed against his hardened length, and I cried out in need. “Unless you consider me giving you more pleasure than you can handle a punishment.”
I twined my arms around his neck and held on as I brushed my lips against his. “I don’t know, maybe we should try to find out exactly how much I can handle before I decide.”
“I’m going to make it my mission to increase that threshold year after year, giving you all the orgasms you want and then some.” His green eyes gleamed with male satisfaction and more than a healthy dose of desire. “It’s only fair, considering your pussy is mine.” He reached a hand between us to rip my panties off. “Only mine.” He worked a finger into my core, moving it in and out oh, so slowly. “And always mine.”
He added another finger and twisted his hand to brush his thumb against my clit, and my climax came out of nowhere. “Oh, my...Julian! Yes!”
“That’s right, sweetheart. Come for me.” He stroked me through my orgasm and waited until the shudders passed before setting me back on my feet. Since I was unsteady, I kicked off my heels while gripping his shoulders. As soon as they were off, Julian lifted my blouse over my head and tossed it on the floor. Then he undid the clasp on my bra with a flick of his thumb and pulled it off my body.
“You’re awfully good at that,” I murmured as I reached for his shirt.
“All those years of doing magic have paid off.” He yanked his shirt off before tugging his zipper down. “I get to put my nimble fingers to good use, removing clothes from your gorgeous body.”
“With how quick my orgasm was, I’m convinced you have magic fingers.” I slid my hand into the front of his pants, wrapping it around his hard on. It felt like steel covered in velvet—smooth and solid. “I think we should find out if I do, too.”