Chapter 24 #2
The satisfaction on his face made me feel empowered. His movements were still steady, but were growing increasingly desperate. “Julianna, you’re so tight. You feel so fucking good,” he moaned.
I preened under his praise. Something sparked inside me, and he must have caught on to what his words did to me because he didn’t stop. “You’re perfect.” He kissed my neck, then buried his head in my shoulder. “I knew it would be perfect. To know I almost missed you…”
Tears gathered in my eyes.
We’d almost missed this.
I didn’t want anyone else to have this part of me. I had wanted it to be him, and I wanted it only ever to be him.
“Only ever you, I promise,” I whispered, even if the words didn’t make sense to him. He didn’t question, but kissed my neck as his movements picked up speed.
I moved right along with him. I lifted my hips slightly, digging my fingers into his back and feeling his muscles tighten as he worked harder.
His face moved to meet mine, and our heavy breaths mingled, our lips millimeters away from each other.
I could hear the obscene sounds our bodies made with every thrust, and I drowned in the view I had of watching this beautiful man unravel above me.
“Holy—” I gasped, unable to finish my expression, feeling something new running through my body. I’d had many self-induced orgasms in my life, so I knew this was the beginning of my body building up for it.
Yet he was so far ahead of me, his movements erratic.
“Julianna, I can’t—” he pleaded.
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” I insisted, clinging to him, my nails digging into his shoulders and his back. “I want you to come. I love you, Bram.”
When I saw the pure joy spark in his eyes, I remembered I hadn’t said the words aloud yet. He moved with renewed vigor, and as a specific spot within my walls was repeatedly pressed, I threw my head back in ecstasy.
His fingers came between our bodies, circling and pressing my clit precisely how I needed it. He kept moving in and out despite his desperation, so determined for me to have my pleasure.
“I’m coming,” I whimpered, unable to stop the cresting wave that suddenly overtook me.
I felt so full, and his hand came up to rest reverently on the side of my neck as I went over the edge.
A thousand sensations flowed through me.
Music, like magical, glorious beings, rang in my ears until his deep voice cut through.
“I love you. I love you,” he whispered, bending down to my ear and repeating the words over and over.
He was pushing into me with renewed vigor.
My whole world narrowed to him as he fell over the edge.
It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen, more intense than I’d ever imagined.
His muscles strained, and I felt his cum pump deep into me.
I enjoyed every second of his release. He stayed inside of me, looking down into my eyes. I could not keep the smile off my face, and Bram looked happier than I’d ever seen him.
“That was amazing,” I declared after we’d caught our breaths, and he chuckled softly.
“ You’re amazing,” he replied in his deep voice. “I want to live here, I don’t want to pull out.”
“Then don’t.” I moved my hips, caging him in with my legs.
“If only my refractory time matched my desire.” He laughed.
I released him and watched as he removed himself.
I felt the stickiness of his release drip onto my inner thighs.
I went to move, but his hand on my pelvis steadied me.
I watched in surprise as he took his fingers and gently gathered up his release and slid those same fingers back into my tightness. I groaned.
“Are you okay? Your back?” he asked.
I nodded.
“And your pussy?”
I nodded again, smiling, but unable to speak. He smiled back. “I want a part of me inside you, even when I can’t be. I can’t get over how perfect this is.” My heart melted at his possessive honesty. I’d never felt more seen. More wanted .
He gently turned us over so we could face each other.
“Are you sure your back is okay? Did I?—”
I interrupted. “I am perfect.”
“I can’t believe I’m the one who got to be inside you for the first time.” He nestled my body into him, and I melted into his bare skin. “I never thought that would be the case in all my fantasies about us.”
“You had fantasies about us?”
He caressed my arm. “Oh yeah. I couldn’t forget these thighs.
” He put his hand down to caress my thigh and then moved to my exposed cheek.
“Or your ass. The number of times I’ve thought about taking you from the back is criminal.
There’s so much I will show you if you let me. ” I felt a blush creep up my face.
“It’s quite embarrassing, really,” I replied, burying my face into his shoulder. “What thirty-three-year-old has never had intercourse before?”
“One who knew what she wanted,” he said, kissing my head. “I love you. To think we could have had this for so many years?—”
I put my finger against his lips. “Please stop. I don’t need you to keep saying that. I need you to show me that you won’t?—”
“Never again,” he interrupted, running a hand through my hair. He cradled my head in his large hand and looked directly into my eyes. “Never, ever again, Julianna Joy.”