Four hours later and Julian is somehow naked and on top of me, I’m in only my panties My legs are wide open and he’s grinding his body against my pubic bone. I’m so hot for him, it’s just ridiculous.
He didn’t watch the movie. I watched the movie, while his hands ran all over my body. For hours now he has been touching me like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world. I don’t know how much more I can take.
“God, I need you,” he moans as his tongue dives deeper into my mouth.
Fuck, I need him, too.
He rocks his hard cock against me. It feels so good—so big.
“Please,” he begs as his open mouth brushes my jawline.
“No, Julian.” I pant. “It’s too… too intimate.” He pulls back to look at my face. “I need intimacy from you tonight.”
“Why?”
His lips hover over mine. “I don’t know, I just do.”
We kiss again and I begin to lose control of the situation. He pulls my leg back to entice me further. His large body drives forward and I clench. God, he feels good.
“I’ve never done it before,” I admit quietly.
“Neither have I.” I frown and pull his attention back to my face. “What?”
“I’ve never done it before, either. Not at this time of the month.”
Huh? How can that be? Not even with his wife?
“Why not?” I ask.
“I’ve never wanted to.”
“Then why do you want to do it with me?”
“You tell me and then we’ll both know.” Our kiss turns frantic, his large body lurching forward until he’s on top of me.
This amount of arousal is crazy. He turns me into some kind of animal.
“Let’s get in the shower,” he suggests, unable to hide the quiver in his voice. He’s desperate for it.
“Jules...” “Please. I’m fucking begging here,” he whispers.
Hearing him admit he’s begging is my undoing, and I find myself nodding.
“Okay, we can take a shower.”
He pants against my lips.
“Just… give me a minute,” I whisper.
I stand and glance down at his body as he lies back on the bed. His hard cock is up against his stomach and a smear of pre-ejaculate glistens across his rippled abs. I’m so turned on, I really am. My sex is throbbing, aching to be filled.
I go into the bathroom, remove my tampon, and get into the shower. I stand under the hot water with my heart beating hard in my chest. He said he needs intimacy tonight and this is as intimate as it gets for me.
He walks in, his eyes holding mine intensely. I hold out my hand and he takes it in his, stepping under the hot water slowly. He holds me close, kissing me.
"Are you sure?" He stares down at me.
The water is running over his face, and he looks so damn beautiful and tortured…