Chasing Him (Dark Love 4)

“Still hot?” he teases.

Bowing my head, I suddenly feel shy. “Very.”

We finish our meals and spend the rest of the day walking along the Quay. We settle on a spot, standing amongst the crowd as we watch all the performances. Crowds circle the buskers as they perform amusing tricks. One man is dressed and painted from head to toe in silver. He doesn’t move an inch, kids laughing and trying to make him flinch to no avail. When someone throws coins into his hat, he will suddenly acknowledge their gesture, stirring the kids again.

As dusk sets in, the lights illuminate the city. Julian firmly holds onto my hand as we walk along the streets. It feels right, and it surprises me that it doesn’t make me anxious at all.

“So, I was thinking, how about we take it easy tonight? Room service and a movie?” I ask casually.

Okay, so I can see how easily that can be interpreted as sex, but really, I’m tired. I see the cogs turning in his head and the general saluting me, ready to battle.

“Sounds like a good plan,” he responds, without any further suggestions or sexual innuendo.

“But… but… I’m just really tired and want to hang out with you. I’m guessing it sounds like I want sex, but it’s so not like that,” I ramble on.

“Adriana.” He laughs. “Relax. I’m exhausted, too.”

Later, we sit on the bed surrounded by several dishes after being indecisive about what to order. I’m a huge eater despite my small frame. In fact, I entered several eating contests when I was a kid, even going up against my brother.

“How can you eat so much? You’re tiny,” he says, intently watching me devour the crème brûlée.

“It’s the one thing which has baffled mankind. Trust me, I wish I could put on weight.”

“First time I’ve ever heard a woman say that.”

“Yeah, well, believe me, I’m so sick of hearing, ‘you’re so thin… blah blah blah.’ Even when I was pregnant with Andy, I barely put on the baby weight. Except my boobs. God, I’d be so pregnant again just to have boobs like that.”

Julian grins and shakes his head in amusement. “Okay, so how about no boob talk while you’re in bed with me, technically.”

“Why?” I tease. “Can’t handle it?”

I see him squirm, and I’m enjoying every second of his discomfort.

“You’re mean. I’d like to think I have some self-control.”

“You sound too cocky… excuse the pun.”

I move the tray which sits between us, and in a bold move, I climb on top, so I’m straddling him. There’s something exhilarating about taking control, succumbing to this uncharted sexual desire I feel toward him. The fire in his eyes is undeniable, and I can see him struggle to compose himself. I don’t move, but his hardness is pressed firmly against me, certain that with one grind, he’ll be undone, and I probably won’t be far behind.

And that thought alone excites me.

He places his hands on my knees and slowly slides them up my thighs, pushing my skirt up and exposing my skin. “Adriana… you’re pushing my limits.”

“Maybe I want to push them.”

“Be careful what you wish for.”

His hand moves up to the back of my neck, pulling me down as our lips lock, and our tongues entwine. There’s desperation as we struggle for air, not wanting to break the intensity fueling us. I cup his face, nestling his cheekbones in the palm of my hands. I want him, all of him, right here, right now.

I want him to be mine.

“Julian,” I murmur. “I don’t know if I can stop.”

“Then don’t.”

His short answer only drives the passion further as I start to grind against him, letting him moan in my mouth. Knowing that I’m the one causing his body to cave at this moment, I feel myself crumble all around him.

This is it. This is the big moment I’ve been dreading yet yearning for at the same time. We remain fully dressed, dry-humping like a couple of teenagers, not stopping the rhythm of our bodies. The moisture between my legs is seeping out of my panties, making me wild and unpredictable. His hands have moved around to my buttocks, sneaking underneath my garment resting against my heated skin. With a gentle squeeze, I’m ready to convulse. I nudge his palms to move further back and caress the weak spot of mine so desperately needing attention.