Chapter 31
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Leena
Basking in my orgasmic aftermath is interrupted by cramping in my legs. Lifting off Julian’s chest, his arms loosen from around me. His face is more relaxed than I have ever seen it, a pleased little smirk playing on his lips. I press mine to his, a few gentle pecks with a very pleased hum.
Alas, with legs that feel both tight and like Jell-o, I flop into the driver seat with zero grace while Julian watches me with sleepy eyes. I’m too satisfied to care.
He looks so comfortable, and I can’t help but stare back at him. Reaching over the console, Julian grabs my hand, linking our fingers together and pulling them to his mouth to sweetly kiss my knuckles.
“Shall we go inside?”
I chuckle out, “Might be a good idea.” Another kiss, and we are climbing out of the car. Hand in hand, I lead us inside.
Stopping in the kitchen, I listen for any sounds indicating where Charlie is in the house. I hear the water shut off from her shower.
Hoping to hide us away in my room before she can interrupt us, I decide to grab two bottles of water on the way. Before I can spin around, Julian wraps his hands around my waist, and I giggle as he pulls my body to his.
Tilting my head to the side, I sigh as he kisses up my neck. Standing like this, with him, feels so right. My body is still humming from that amazing orgasm. From dry humping in a car!
But I want more of him. No, I need more of him. Turning in his arms, I drag my fingers through his hair and bring his face closer to mine. “Let’s go to my room,” I whisper against his lips.
Julian hums in agreement, roughly pressing his lips to mine. Suddenly, I’m swept up into his arms. A startled squeal pierces the silence, my arms tighten around his shoulders. Then I nip his lower lip before sucking it between mine.
“Which way is your room, baby?”
Thumbing him in the right direction, I try to stifle a giggle as he practically sprints to my room. Clearing the door, Julian places me on my feet as he slams it shut and leans against it. I can feel his hardness when he pulls me between his spread legs.
He growls in my ear, “Aleena, you just had me coming in my pants like a teenager, and I’m already so fucking hard for you again.”
My pussy clenches and I whimper. “That’s so hot.”
Chuckling at my desperation, he asks, “What? Me coming in my pants or wanting you again?”
“Both.” Pulling away, I grab his hands and move us away from the door. “And the way you growl my name. I love how you call me by my full name. No one else does.”
Julian crowds me, towering over me. God, I love how much bigger he is than me.
Holding his hips as he brings his mouth to mine, I kiss him with all the desperation still pumping through my veins.
My hands find their way under his shirt, my fingers clutching at his back.
The heat of his skin is searing, and I want to feel it against mine with nothing between us.
He takes the hint when I start pushing his shirt up. Reaching behind his head, my eyes catch the flexing of his bicep as he gathers the fabric at the collar and pulls it off. It is so hot and effortless, and I feel a deep ache stirring in my core again when he never takes his eyes off me.
Licking my lips, my eyes rake over his bare torso for the first time.
A smattering of hair covers his chest and tapers into a delicious happy trail, disappearing behind the strip of his underwear peeking out of the waistband hanging low on his hips.
I run my hands down the grooves of his cut abs, tucking my fingers in his bottoms, holding on.
Julian
She shivers as my hands glide over the exposed skin of her stomach. I’ve made her come twice since I’ve met her and have yet to lay my eyes on her naked body. That changes now.
I sweep her shirt up and over her head, dropping it to the floor.
Leena’s hands come back to my waist, fingers playing with my waistband.
The sensation of her skin running along my adonis belt and stomach, tickling my happy trail, has me grinding my teeth.
Now that I have her, I want to take my time. To savor her.
Slowly, leisurely, my eyes rake over her chest. Her perky tits are full, pebbled nipples barely concealed by a lacy white bra.
Cupping the underside of both breasts, I delight in their fullness.
Rubbing my thumbs over her nipples has her gasping and arching into my hands.
“Your tits are so fucking pretty in this lace. Teasing me, begging me to suck on them.”
Falling to my knees at her whimper, I squeeze and firmly hold them before I take a puckered peak into my mouth. Laving my tongue over the lace, I pinch and roll her other nipple. I could worship this woman forever.
I fully intend to worship her forever.
Groaning at the way she pushes her hips forward, I hold her ribs and kiss my way to her other breast. Trembling when her fingers run through my hair, nails scraping my scalp, I pop off her tit, looking up into eyes that are much closer than when I’m standing.
Her pupils are dilated, only a dark ring of green visible.
My fingers fumble with the button of her pants, but I eventually slip it free and pull the zipper down. Watching her bite her lip, I pause to ask, “Is this okay?” At her nod, I slip my hands inside and run them down the back of her thighs, taking her pants with them.
Gliding my hands back up her smooth legs, clutching her firm thighs right below her ass. Keeping my gaze locked on hers, I press my nose to the juncture of her thighs and inhale. My eyes roll back and my mouth waters at the musky feminine scent I want drenching my beard.
Holding her hips in a bruising grip, I push her backwards and follow the few steps on my knees to the bed. “Be a good girl and lay down. I need to taste you right now.”
“Oh, god,” she moans before falling on the edge of the bed, flopping onto her elbows.
With a jerk, I open her legs. She’s wearing these light blue and white striped panties, panties that would normally be considered cute, but—fuck—on her are so sexy. Seeing them damp from her arousal and how they cling to her pussy lips has me feral for her.
I rub my thumb over the damp material, feeling her desperately clench at nothing, searching for some relief.
Grabbing the material at her hips, I wrench them down. She has a neatly trimmed patch of hair but is otherwise bare. Her glistening cunt is pink and swollen. Leaning in, I thrust my tongue inside her.
She cries out as I plunge in repeatedly, savoring her taste as I swallow every bit of moisture I can gather on my tongue.
Leena’s fists in my hair hold me to her, thrusting against my month.
I wrap my arms around her thighs, holding her shaking legs open.
Dragging my tongue up, roughly circling her engorged clit.
Her broken sobs of pleasure when I suck it into my mouth has my throbbing cock leaking precum.
“There! Don’t stop, please, don’t stop!”
Doubling down on sucking her clit, I also twirl the tip of my tongue around it. A gush of wetness floods my face as she bucks her hips and moans her release. I continue working her through her orgasm until her legs relax and she slumps back on the bed.
With one last savoring lick, I pull back. Grinding my erection to the side of the bed, I can’t help but be pleased to see my beautiful girl satisfied.