Chapter Twenty-Five
Julian
I had no idea how I'd managed to keep myself in check all evening, but I could no longer do it. I needed this woman—her mouth, her skin, her body. I wanted all her sounds of pleasure and her release.
I kept an arm around her back. With the other one, I pressed her into me, flattening my palm over her ass. I wanted her to feel that I was already hard.
"Julian," she murmured, then put her lips around my Adam's apple, sucking at it.
Fucking hell.
I walked her away from the kitchen counter. I had to get her upstairs quickly. My cock twitched, and I lowered my head to capture her mouth again, tangling our tongues. I wanted this woman so damn badly. I needed her naked right now. I reached for the fly of her jeans before we approached the staircase.
I wanted to get rid of the barrier and quickly unzipped them, pushing her pants past her ass. She was wearing a thong, leaving her practically bare. Her skin was soft, and I couldn’t stop fondling her.
Abruptly, I stepped back a few inches, turning her around and lowering myself onto my haunches. She was already two steps above me, which was perfect because her ass was right in my face. I moved my lips and tongue over each globe.
"Julian!" Her voice shook.
When I put two fingers between her thighs, pressing them against her panties, her knees gave in momentarily. I immediately grabbed her left thigh to keep her stable as I teased her ass cheeks while I moved my fingers back and forth, back and forth. She was already drenched, and my erection was so hard that I couldn't stand the pressure of the zipper anymore, so I immediately opened the button and yanked down my zipper. As she got wetter and wetter, I reached inside my boxers and grabbed my cock, squeezing it long and hard, trying to stave off my release.
Georgie looked over her shoulder and then turned slightly, glancing down at me.
"Oh my God, Julian."
Her lips were red from how much she'd bitten into them. I was going to make her come right here on the staircase. I slipped my fingers under the fabric of her panties, caressing her bare skin. Her shoulders buckled forward as she pushed her ass right into my face, nearly knocking me over. Then she straightened up abruptly.
"Julian, oh my God! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you."
"Babe, you can put that gorgeous ass on my face anytime. I don't mind. In fact, I love it."
I touched her clit, squeezing it between my fingers. Once again, she buckled forward, gripping the banister. Then she started a rhythmic move with her hips, back and forth, back and forth, rubbing herself against my fingers even more. She was so damn exquisite that I risked blowing in my pants, so I let go of my cock even though I needed the pressure now more than ever. But I couldn't touch myself and focus on her at the same time. I needed to give her more.
While I kept pinching her clit between my forefinger and middle finger, I pushed my thumb inside her pussy. I curved it, knowing it would brush her G-spot. Georgie was overwhelmed right away.
"Julian," she cried out, bending at the waist.
I didn't realize what she was doing until I saw her reach for the staircase. She kneeled with her knees on an upper step, putting both her hands five stairs higher. Fuck yes, she was bracing herself for the orgasm. It was exquisite to watch her on all fours like this. I worked her with my thumb and fingers, positioning myself so I could still reach the upper part of her buttocks with my mouth. She arched her back and then squeezed my thumb until she pushed it out completely.
She was already climaxing, so I pressed hard on her clit, and she came spectacularly, crying out loud. The sound ricocheted throughout the open hallway. I removed my hand from between her legs, keeping her steady; her body was spasming, and I didn't want her to accidentally hurt herself. Eventually, her breathing calmed down. She looked at me over her shoulder, completely red in the face.
"Julian," she murmured, then glanced between her thighs. "My God, I still have my jeans on."
I grinned. "Yeah, I'm going to rectify that right now."
Careful not to destabilize her, I pushed them and her thong past her knees, then pulled them off and dropped them behind us on the staircase.
She rose to her feet, and I did the same. She looked even more delicious like this, naked from the waist down.
Her sweater was fucking sexy hanging off one shoulder, but I wanted her without anything at all. I groaned as I slipped it off, as she was wearing no bra. I turned her around and frowned at her breasts.
"Whoops. I've got on those self-adhesive cups."
She immediately took them off, and her nipples perked up. She put them down on the staircase, too, then rose with a grin.
"I'm ready to be thoroughly fucked."
Groaning, I took her up in my arms, her legs hanging at my sides. I kissed and kissed her until we were both out of breath while I walked up the staircase. If I didn't hurry, I was going to fuck her right here. I liked that she was the perfect size for me, her petite frame quite comfortable for me to carry.
The master bedroom and en suite bathroom took up the entire second floor. I barely had enough self-restraint to make it to the bed.
"Will you look at that?" she murmured when I put her down. "The bedroom. I thought you were going to have me on the stairs."
"Still so sassy. You need a few more orgasms, don't you?"
She nodded. "Oh yeah. We're in complete agreement about that. But first, I want this."
Before I managed to even ask what she was talking about, she reached right into my pants and squeezed my cock.
I dropped my head back. "Georgie!" Then I yanked my shirt over my head after only undoing the first two buttons. I didn't have any patience to do this slowly.
At the same time, I felt Georgie push down my pants. I kicked them off, and she kneeled in front of me, looking up with hooded eyelids.
I needed to be inside her. But then she put her lips around my crown, and I was a goner. Her mouth... fucking hell. She took in more and more of me. When she had all she could, she bobbed back and forth. I grabbed her hair with one hand because I wanted to see her better, to see her shoulders move, her neck undulate, to see my dick plunging in and out of her gorgeous mouth.
I could come just like this, and it would be fucking spectacular. But I needed more. I needed her pussy. I needed to fill her up until she cried out for me.
"Georgie, I need to be inside you."
She groaned, looking up at me. The vibrations against my cock were almost too much. Energy shot from my balls right to my tip. I was close. Too damn close.
"Open up for me, beautiful. I want to pull out."
She stopped moving and relaxed her lips, and I slowly removed myself from her mouth, but my dick was protesting. Then I helped her to her feet and kissed her slowly. I wanted to explore her at a different pace now. But she reached between us, squeezing my cock, and just like that, the slow kiss wasn't enough anymore.
I moved her backward until we were right at the edge of the bed, and we tumbled onto it. I was on all fours, and she was lying flat under me with her elbows bent, hands near her head. Her knees were still bent, and I grabbed her left leg, putting it up on my shoulder. "I want to open you up good, Georgie. I'm going to go in so damn deep."
"Yes. Yes, please."
I looked between us, and the sight just put me even more on edge. "Fuck, I forgot a condom."
"I'm on birth control anyway," she stated. "Last time too. I just didn't tell you because—"
"You don't owe me an explanation," I assured her. Swallowing hard, I added, "I'm clean."
She nodded feverishly. "So am I. All my tests are good."
"I need to be inside you right now."
I rubbed the head of my erection against her clit, then farther down. She was so wet from her orgasm that I slipped in right away, and I had to make a concerted effort to slow down. I almost didn't move at all. I wanted her to be comfortable and take me in as well as she could.
"Fucking hell." When there was just one inch left, I pushed in all the way, and she threw her head back, moaning.
Watching her succumb to me and feeling our skin-on-skin contact was better than anything in the world.
She squeezed me good with her inner muscles. I groaned as a spasm rocked my body. My back straightened up and then curved. I paced myself, watching her reactions. Every time I came too close to release, I stilled and only moved enough so I could kiss her shoulders.
A thin sheen of sweat covered her. I turned on the light. That night at the Marriott, I hadn't been able to see her the way I wanted to, and right now I wanted to observe every reaction.
When I felt my pulse quickening, I commanded, "Touch yourself. Touch your clit. Show me what you like."
"But you found it all by yourself earlier," she muttered.
"Touch yourself," I repeated.
She immediately slid a hand between us. I followed it with my gaze, looking at her, but I instantly realized it was a mistake. I was going to come even faster watching her. So instead, I focused on her beautiful face as I kept thrusting and pushing, snapping my hips faster.
"Julian!" She rolled her head backward, jutting out her chin, stretching out her neck. I went in, kissing the exposed skin. I felt her fingers slide on the side of my cock as she pressed her palm to her clit.
The next few seconds were a complete blur. My senses were on fire as pleasure rippled through me. I came so damn hard that I couldn't even move any longer; I just thrust deep and then stilled, crying out her name. All I felt was her squeeze me even tighter.
Her face was crumpled, mouth opening and closing. No sound came out at first, and then it did, a guttural sound that somehow intensified my own pleasure.
I stayed like that, buried inside her, until we were both spent and satisfied.
This night is absolutely spectacular.