I climbed over his gorgeous body and delivered a hot, sensual, open-mouthed kiss. Julian kissed me back, his hands working their way around my body. He cupped my ass and tried pulling me downward, but I resisted with a chuckle.
God, I wanted to fuck him so badly.
Just do it already!
By now I was down to nothing but a G-string. It would’ve been so easy to just pull it to one side. To shift forward and sink achingly back, right onto his monster of a cock…
But this was about Julian, and what he’d done for me. About pampering him and spoiling him and making him feel incredible.
At least for a little while longer.
I slid further down his body, dragging my hands along his hot skin. Intentionally removing most of the oil, but rubbing it into his washboard stomach…
His manhood was inches from my face, the great head throbbing and pulsing. Twitching ever-so-slightly up and down, in perfect time with the rhythm of his beating heart.
“Mmmmm…” I moaned, as I closed my lips around it. I sucked him hard, bobbing up and down a few times in his lap before popping it free again. “Looks like I might have to massage this part with my mouth…”
I ran my hands over his thighs, feeling the strength coiled tightly in his giant quads. Then I wrapped both hands around his amazing cock.
God…
It was harder and thicker than the last times I’d felt it. Probably because he’d been lying face-down on a forty-five minute erection.
I wanted to relieve him of his burden. To let him blast right off in my throat, and feel the warmth of his come filling me from the inside…
But I also wanted to fuck the everliving shit out of him.
It was a dilemma for sure. One that my dripping pussy would just have to endure, at least until I’d brought him off and made him hard agai—
“You know you really should lock your door…”
I whirled, just as Julian bolted upright. Not far behind us, leaning against the doorway, Chase stood grinning.
“Sorry,” he ap
ologized. “Noah’s still pissed at me, so I took a ride. Didn’t know where else to go, so I ended up here.”
My heart — which had doubled its normal rhythm — began slowing again. Sort of.
“Holy shit,” I breathed. “You scared the crap out of—”
“I know, I know,” he laughed. “It’s not exactly like there’s a protocol for this. What was I supposed to do, clear my throat?”
Julian was shaking his head in bewilderment. Somehow, I was still stroking him slowly in both hands.
“Look, if you want me to go, I’ll take off,” said Chase. I could see his eyes crawling slowly over my thong-covered ass. “But… you know…” He grabbed at his waist, and I heard the jangle of a belt buckle. “Any time… any place… all that jazz.”
I glanced back at my sexy stonemason, a smile playing its way across my face. He shrugged one big shoulder, but I thought I saw the hint of a sideways grin.
Yes…
“Well when you put it that way…” I told Chase, grinning over my shoulder. I wagged my ass seductively back and forth at him. “Help yourself.”
I went back down on Julian, slathering his cock with my hot, wet, tongue. A moment later, I felt the tug of my G-string being pulled over one asscheek.
“After all,” I sighed, as Chase’s hands settled over my hips. “A deal’s a deal.”
Thirty-Five