40. Julian
JULIAN
“ I t really doesn’t matter who’s on top, does it?”
Lance chuckled. “I like control. You like surrender. We can do that any way—you riding me, me riding you… I can even control you if you fuck me from behind.”
“You shouldn’t be allowed to be so hot.”
“How else am I going to get your attention?”
Did he really think… “Lance, that’s not?—”
“I was teasing.”
“I know, but I want you to understand that it’s not just your gorgeous body or the way you know exactly what I want in bed that makes me love you. It’s everything about you, every irritating, frustrating, arrogant part of you. I love it all.”
He grinned. “I’m not sure that’s a compliment.”
“It is.”
“Fine. Get yourself ready. I’m about to shove my cock deep inside you and make you come all over me.”
I slicked up my fingers and reached behind myself. At first, I was self-conscious, but Lance’s obvious approval had me letting go and enjoying every second. The necklace bounced against my chest as I worked my hips, taking three fingers deep inside me.
Finally, he seized my hips and snarled. “Hold your ass open for me.”
“Lance!”
“Do it.”
I reached behind myself, grasped my cheeks, and pulled them wide.
Lance took hold of his cock and teased my entrance before gripping my hips and thrusting up as he pulled me down.
The necklace slapped against my skin, and I reached up to hold it in place, gasping as he filled me relentlessly until I was fully seated on him.
I was stretched so wide, so full of him.
I wiggled my hips, trying to free myself.
“Let me move, Lance. I’ve needed this for so long. ”
“It hasn’t been more than twelve hours since I had you in the storage room.”
“I don’t care. It feels like days. Like a week. Like forever. I was alone, and I didn’t know if I would?—”
“Shh.” He placed a finger on my lips, then he reached his hands over his head and took hold of the pillow. “Use me however you’d like. Take the pleasure you need. I’m here, and I’m never going away.”
“Fuck, Lance.” I rose up and down on his dick, tilting my body so each stroked dragged across my prostate.
“That’s right, baby. Take what you want.”
I did. I rode him wildly, not allowing myself to focus on anything but pleasure. He reached up and caressed the necklace. “This is gorgeous on you. You need something like this of your own.”
“You are not spending millions on a necklace for me.”
“I will give you everything you deserve, jewels, fine clothes, food that makes you smile like our lunch at Emile’s.” He gripped my hips again, though he still let me control the movement. I could feel the tension in him as he held himself back.
“Fill me up. I want you to give me your load. I want it deep inside me.”
“Jesus, Julian. Does anyone else know how filthy you are?”
I shook my head. “I’m only filthy like this with you.”
He wrapped his hand around my cock, jerking me hard and fast. It took only seconds before scorching heat raced through my body. I cried out as I came, shooting across his chest.
Lance worked me until I was whimpering, the friction of his hand too much. Then he took hold of my hips and lifted me off him, bringing me back down hard. He fucked me like that over and over until he gave a deep primal groan, and I felt the heat of his release inside me.
A few seconds later, I collapsed over him, and his arms came around me.
“I love you, Julian. You’re everything I ever wanted.”
“I would never have known how much I needed this if you hadn’t sauntered into the library with Tony on your shoulder. You didn’t give a damn what anyone thought. You expected to get your way no matter what you did, and it was sexy as fuck.”
“I’ll walk into the library like that every single day if you’d like.”
“I don’t think that would be conducive to me keeping my job.”
“Maybe not, but it would be fun as hell to watch your reaction and to drag you into the?—”
I shut him up with a kiss, which was sweet and soft and full of the love that overflowed from my heart.