I smile as tears well in my eyes. “Oh, Julian, I’m so in love with you,” I confess.
Our lips touch in a perfect moment of intimacy, and he crushes me to him, holding me close.
We keep dancing on the dance floor to Elton. Just the two of us… alone.
Staring at each other.
On what may just be the most wonderful night in the history of my life.
Julian
We walk into the room, our lips locked as I guide her to the inside. My cock is hard and weeping, and I kick the door shut behind me. I've never felt like this-this overwhelming need to fuck a woman so damn bad, yet thinking about caring for her the morning after, too.
Loving her.
I bend and lift her dress over her shoulders in one fell swoop. She stands before me in white lacy underwear. My eyes roam down her body and my cock hardens to a painful level. Her breasts are large and firm, her stomach slightly rounded, her hips curvy, and her face…
Her beautiful, pure face.
"Take it off." I kiss her aggressively. "I need you to take it off." I tear my jacket and shirt off over my shoulders, while she fumbles with my belt, panting in desperation as she slides them down my legs and I finally stand before her naked.
Her eyes roam over my torso. “You’re so insanely hot.” She smiles to herself.
I swipe my fingers through her flesh. My girl is swollen and wet; so ready for me.
I put my hand on top of her head and push her down. “On your knees.” I take my cock in my hand and smear the pre-ejaculate across her lips.
She looks up at me and licks her lips. Our eyes lock and nothing else matters when she looks at me this way.
“I’m going to blow in your mouth, and then I’m going to fuck you so damn hard you won’t even remember that we’re in Rome.”
I slowly pump my cock in my fist and Bree opens her mouth. Just the sight of her on her knees with her mouth open sends me into a stupor. My fist jerks harder and harder in response.
“Touch yourself,” I whisper.
Her hand drops to between her legs, and her eyes close as the ecstasy takes over in her body. A fire rages in my balls.
Fucking hell…
I grab a handful of her hair and guide myself inside her mouth.
My eyes close. Holy fucking hell, her mouth is perfection.
I slide out and then back, making it deep. Her dark eyes watch my every reaction.
“You like that, baby?” I whisper roughly.
She nods around me. My hands grab the back of her head as I push my cock into her mouth.
Be gentle. Be. Gentle, I remind myself, but I can never be gentle with her. She makes me lose all control. She’s the hottest fuck I’ve ever had, and it blows me away that she’s also the one I love.
This is rare. I know this is rare.
Is this really happening?
I build a rhythm, making her moan around me. My hands are gripping her hair with white-knuckle force, and I feel myself begin to jerk.
Fuck it, not yet.