Chapter 22 Tae All Along #2
She knew what he was saying. All the reasons she tried to keep him at bay were lame excuses.
He’d long outgrown feeling like a little brother.
And he had proven he was fully capable of handling all the things life threw his way, including all the baggage that came with Julia and her family.
This amazing man, successful at life, passionately living to help others, so much taller than she remembered.
He checked all the silly boxes. But Tae was also the one that made Julia laugh and still let her cry.
He was the one who didn’t see her as too much but actually wanted more of her, never asking her to be less in order to feel better about himself.
He was who she had fun with and wanted to be with all the time.
She’d wasted all this time dating these other guys when it had been Tae all along.
Julia leaned in, closing the distance between them, and Tae met her there. The softest of connections, the warmest breath,
the gentlest of touches. Her eyes closed slowly as she let herself lean in. When the rest of their bodies met, a spark ignited.
Julia lifted her arms and wrapped them around Tae’s neck. He pulled her closer, and the energy between them became a sudden,
desperate flame. Tae parted his lips, and Julia’s tongue found its way in, Tae’s meeting hers.
She let out a small moan. The vibration of Tae’s deeper growl made her hungry for more.
If she held him close enough, if she could let her desire speak the words she hadn’t allowed herself to explore, the two of
them could be safe right here. They could make sense together, here in this bubble.
“God, Julia,” Tae said, pulling back a fraction to take a breath, resting his forehead on hers.
“Tae,” Julia whispered, “I want you.”
“You’ve got me, Jules. You always have,” he said.
She lifted herself on her toes and met his mouth again. She sighed into the kiss and let herself get swept up into it all.
Because this was Tae. And Tae felt like coming home.
Tae took hold of Julia’s hand and pulled it to rest on his stomach. He breathed in and out, and Julia’s hand moved along with
his skin and muscles. She dragged her finger along one of the ridges, and they both heard and felt Tae’s sudden intake of
breath.
Julia slowly raised her eyes to Tae’s. She held his gaze and his impossibly dark eyes, always so tender and kind, didn’t look
away. She wanted this, wanted Tae.
Julia placed both hands on his hips and lowered to her knees, eyes still locked. She laid a kiss on his stomach and then another. She tucked her fingers into the waistband of Tae’s sweats and slowly lowered them to his knees.
He had nothing on underneath, and the sight of Tae in front of her, hard, heated, made her sway on her knees. Wetness flooded
between her legs.
One hand came to her shoulder as Tae moved the other one behind Julia’s head. She didn’t need the encouragement. She just
needed him to say yes. She looked back up till her eyes once again met his.
He moved his head in an almost imperceptible nod and with the slightest bit of pressure from the hand at her head, she leaned
forward, wrapping her lips around the tip and her hand around the rest of his length. Julia loved this. She wasn’t a pro by
any means, but here, with Tae, she felt like she was born for it.
She pressed her lips down and took more of him into her mouth. His hand tightened its grip of her hair, and knowing that,
for once, he was holding on to her made her feel so powerful. In this moment, all she wanted was to give him this pleasure.
“Fuck, Julia.”
She pulled him back out, applying pressure with her lips along his entire length. She saw the vein on the underside of his
dick throb. Fucking veins, her weakness. She dragged her tongue along the vein and then licked the tip before taking him all
the way back in, opening up her throat for more. She brought her hands around to his back and slid them down to his ass. This
man could not be real. How could his body be this perfect?
Julia was soaking between her legs, and she pulsated with need even as she pumped Tae’s cock faster and harder in her mouth.
“Oh God, Julia, wait . . . wait . . .”
Julia was suddenly on her feet, pulled up by Tae’s hands. His mouth crashed into hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on as his tongue pushed in, teeth clashing, the need to get closer inside each other taking over.
Tae wrapped an arm around Julia’s waist and turned their bodies, pushing her back until her legs hit the fender of the race
car bed. He pulled the hoodie over her head and growled in frustration as he found the dress still on underneath. Julia tucked
her lips under, trying to hold back her laugh, but kept her hands raised while Tae pulled her dress up and off.
“Jesus,” he whispered as he took a look at Julia in just her black lace lingerie.
He leaned in to kiss her again. But just as she puckered to meet his lips, he pulled back teasingly. The corner of his mouth
lifted in a wicked smile, and arousal caused another rush between her legs. Tae reached his hand around her back and expertly
unclasped her bra.
“I won’t ask how you got so good at that,” she said.
“YouTube,” he said back.
Julia threw her head back and laughed. She felt Tae’s body moving against hers as he laughed with her.
He pulled down the straps of her bra, and she reached for the bottom of his shirt to pull it up over his head. In a brief
moment of clumsiness, Tae got caught trying to kick off his sweatpants that had pooled at his ankles. Losing his balance,
the two of them came crashing down onto the race car, Tae on top of Julia. “Is this gonna become a habit?” Julia asked, remembering
their practice-date dancing in his backyard.
“All of it. Me, you, this. Get used to it,” he said.
“The race car too?” Julia asked, trying to hold back her smile.
“If that’s what you’re into . . .”
Tae’s hands brushed down her body, fingers stopping at her nipple. He pressed and twisted, and Julia wrenched her body with the contact. No matter where he touched her, she could feel it between her legs . . . like shocks of electricity begging for more power.
Tae tucked his fingers into the sides of her underwear, and Julia lifted her hips to help him pull them off. “Good girl,”
he said, pressing himself down on her, the contact with his hardness causing her to push up for more. Good girl. Had two words ever turned her on more? Apparently she had a praise kink.
She needed more closeness. She needed more friction. She needed Tae inside of her, to fill her. To move.
Tae lifted his head suddenly and looked around the room.
“What is it?”
“Fuck, I don’t have condoms up here.”
Julia knew one thing at this very moment: she had to have Tae, and she would trust whatever answer he gave her.
“I’m on the pill. And I’m clean. I haven’t had sex—” She stopped herself. Did she need him to know how long it had been for
her? And did she want him to answer in return?
“I’m clean too, Julia. And I haven’t in a while either. But I can’t ask you to just trust me on this.”
But before she could tell him that she did trust him, he got up. He pointed a finger at her before running through the door
stark naked. “Do. Not. Move,” he commanded, as she heard his feet running down the stairs.
“Fuck!” she heard him scream. “Where the fuck—yes! Here it is.” The sound of relief and triumph held in the air along with
his footsteps running back up the stairs.
He stopped in the doorway, breathing heavily, one single condom held up between his fingers. “I only have one, so let’s make
it count.”
She couldn’t help but giggle. He had run through the house naked with his erect penis leading the way. Could she ever visit
this home and see it the same way again?
“What so funny?” he asked.
She shook her head and reached for him as his hands were already busy tearing open the package and sliding the condom on. She covered his hand with hers as they pulled it down, sheathing him. “Oh fuck,” he breathed out.
Her opening pulsated, longing for him.
“Tae,” she breathed, almost begging.
He lowered his body. First his lips met hers. Julia moaned into his mouth, and it must have triggered something in him, because
Tae’s kisses came harder and faster, hungry, rolling one into the other, unending.
Then his chest met her breasts, as if their heartbeats had connected like their bodies.
Julia raked her fingers down Tae’s back, memorizing the movement of his muscles. She arched her back, trying to get more contact
with him, trying to tell Tae what she needed.
But Tae pulled himself a little farther away. Julia growled in frustration.
Tae pulled his face back, eyes dancing, smile spread across his face. “Use your words, Julia,” he teased.
Julia had never been a talker when it came to sex. In fact, it always felt like she was reenacting a bad porn scene rather
than anything that came natural to her.
“Please,” she said, pained.
“Please, what?”
Julia’s frustration reached a new height, and she was about to scream if he didn’t give her what she wanted.
“Please, um, do it,” she struggled to get out.
“Do what?”
“Oh for God’s sake, Tae. Fuck me already! Stick your big dick in me and slam me hard,” she screamed, squeezing her eyes shut
in frustration.
It was silent. Julia’s cheeks heated, and her neck was surely splotchy and red. She was too afraid to look.
Tae’s body, lying on top of her, began to shake.
He was laughing.
Julia opened her eyes as Tae hid his face on her shoulder. “Are you laughing at me? In this very moment?”
He raised his head and looked down at hers, shoulders still bouncing in silent hilarity.
She tried to push him off her, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Get off me,” she said, pushing him again.
Tae’s thumb rubbed her cheek tenderly.
“Julia, God, you are the most adorable, sexy, hilarious, beautiful woman I have ever met.”
She pouted, but she stopped trying to get away.
“I don’t do dirty talk that well,” she admitted. She lifted her hand to tuck her hair behind her ears. But Tae grabbed it
in the hair and held it down over her head. She was completely laid open, exposed.
“Are you sure about that? Because you just told me exactly what you wanted.” He leaned in, kissing her gently on her ear.
“And I’m going to give it to you,” he whispered.
Tae brought her hand down and guided her to his dick. Their two hands connected, wrapped around his cock and lined up the
tip. Their hands led the way, rubbing his hardness up and down the wetness of her folds. When he touched her clit, it was
so sensitive with need Julia thought she was going to come right then and there.
“Look at me, Julia,” Tae said. She hadn’t realized she had closed her eyes. She opened them to look up into his, an intensity
taking over the laughter from just moments ago.
Julia felt the pressure of Tae’s cock at her opening, and she lifted her hips as he began to press down, slow, too slow. He
was big, and she wasn’t lying that it had been a while. Tae moaned. “Oh fuck.” He pulled out a little and then pushed slowly
back in a little farther.
He stretched Julia, and she wrapped her entire self around him, arms, legs, everything. She needed to be as close to him as possible, in contact with him everywhere she could.
Finally, Tae pushed himself all the way in until the root of his dick was at her pussy. She squeezed around his entire length,
and he groaned.
“Julia.” A promise. A prayer.
And then he began to move.
Julia threw her head back and lifted her hips, meeting him with each thrust.
“So hot, so fucking wet.”
“Tae, oh God,” she moaned.
Julia tightened her legs around Tae’s waist, and he held her there, shifting his hips slightly to find a new angle. The perfect
angle.
He thrust faster and harder before Julia could even beg him to. He knew what she needed before she had to ask.
They found a rhythm. Julia had never been in tune with her previous lovers like this. She let her legs down and dug her heels
into the bed, lifting herself as Tae pulled back and pushed in. Over and over.
The pulse between her legs intensified as Julia arched her back.
“Look at me, Julia,” Tae said.
Julia opened her eyes again and looked up into his. So fucking beautiful, she thought to herself as Tae slammed once, twice
more before she started to come. “Tae,” she called out, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, holding on, pulsing over and
over again.
Tae grunted as he pumped a few more times. He pulled his head back, his entire body shuddering as he came. “Fuck, Julia. Yes.
So fucking good . . .”
His entire body, once tense, now jelly, fell on top of hers. Julia waited for the pulses between her legs to slow down. Her orgasm seemed unwilling to stop while Tae was still inside her. She raked her fingers through his hair, listening as his breath slowed down back to normal.
Tae finally pulled back a bit and looked down at her, his face soft, lovely. His eyes searched hers.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi,” she said back with a smile. “So I think this might be a good time to confess that this was my first time—”
Tae’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “What?”
“Having sex in a car,” she said.
He dropped his forehead to hers and shook his head back and forth. “Julia,” he said in a whisper.
“I know, I’m a nut. You don’t have to say it.”
“I was going to say, if you want to have sex in a real car, I can make that happen for you too.”
Julia clenched. Everywhere.
Tae hissed before pulling himself out slowly. He discarded the condom in the trash can next to the nightstand. “Don’t let
me forget to get rid of that before my parents get home,” he said.
She giggled again and then snuggled her face into Tae’s neck and sighed.
Julia pushed back the small, nagging fear that all of this was too good to be true—that somehow, someway, she’d end up ruining
this.
For now, she held on a little tighter to stay as close as she could get to Tae.
For now, she wasn’t letting go.