Chapter 28 - Julian

TWENTY-EIGHT

JULIAN

THE PAST

“Worshipping my husband on my knees,” Igor whispers against my lips before tugging on my hand before our lips can meet, and pushing me against hood of his car.

Thank God he chooses to defile his and not my mum’s Fiat 500. I don’t think I’d be able to look at her in the eye.

All thoughts of anyone but the man I just married vanish when Igor drops down on the gravel at my feet, uncaring how the little stones will hurt his knees.

He’s a penitent and I’m all too happy to be the one giving him holy communion.

Igor’s hands fumble with the buttons of my pants while I look left and right, making sure we don’t have an audience.

No one ever comes here and the field of sunflowers hides our little secret.

My husband takes me into his warm mouth.

“Fuck,” I moan as I watch the man who makes my heart beat faster swallow me greedily.

My fingers graze his cheek as he hollows them and sucks me deeper, eyes locked on mine. He squints against the sun but keeps them open, as though he doesn’t care if his retina burns as long as it burns the image of me into it.

What do I want burned in mine? His wedding ring gleaming on his hand as he circles my girth where his lips don’t reach.

I land mine on his, our ringed fingers on top of each other. My cock throbs at the vision of our hands together, the evidence of our union on our skin, silver for me, gold for him.

My breathing picks up. Igor’s jaw works around me. His head bobs. It’s too much.

“Baby… I’m going to come.”

I whimper as spurts of cum hit the back of Igor’s throat. When he swallows around me, I hiss, and come some more, a tingling of pain mixing with immense pleasure. I throw my head back, then sags on my elbows on the wam metal of car hood.

Igor stands and licks his lips, his thumb tracing the corner of his mouth to get everything I gave him, not waisting a drop.

“Do you think I broke another record?”

“Shut up.”

I pull on the lapel of his jacket and kiss him, tasting my release on his tongue. It’s so erotic I groan into his mouth. And show him exactly how much I love him until night has fallen.

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