Chapter 24 #2
She tilted her head to the right to give him better access to her neck. “Hmm?”
“Are you okay?”
“Uh-huh. Are you?”
“I think so.” He rested his forehead on hers as he tried to catch his breath. “Do you want me to stop?”
“God no. That’s the last thing I want.” She tugged on his sweater to make her point. “Take this off.”
He pulled back from her only long enough to pull the sweater over his head.
She ran her hands over his arms and shoulders, giving him goose bumps that made her smile. “You’re hiding some serious muscles under those sexy suits, Counselor.”
It was strange to realize in that moment of extremely charged awareness that he’d never wanted anyone the way he wanted her and that he ought to be scared shitless about feeling that way about someone. He’d never wanted that, but now that it was happening, he couldn’t imagine not wanting it—or her.
He slid a hand under the hem of her gauzy top and gave a gentle tug to help her out of it, moving aside to get a better look at what he’d revealed. A sheer bra put full breasts on tempting display as he buried his face in the plumpness spilling out of the cups.
Her fingers gliding through his hair had him trembling from the effort it would take to go slow, to make this good for her.
Julian released the front clasp of her bra and pushed the cups aside to reveal the lush beauty of her breasts. He sat back to take in the gorgeous sight of her full-body blush, the flawless skin and dark pink nipples that stood up tall, as if they were waiting for him to give them some attention.
He cupped her right breast and took her nipple into the heat of his mouth, running his tongue back and forth over the tip while she squirmed beneath him.
The sweet flavor of her skin was immediately addicting as he went back for more, sucking on her nipple until it popped free of his mouth.
Then he moved to the other side, keeping it up until she was moaning and pressing her heat against his hard cock.
“Julian…”
“What, honey?”
“You’re making me crazy.”
“You’re making me crazy.”
“I haven’t even done anything yet,” she said.
That single word—yet—was like gas on a fire.
“You’re here, and you’re breathing, and you smell so good, and you’re so warm and soft and sweet… How can you say you haven’t done anything?”
“I want to touch you, too.”
“Feel free to touch me any time you want, all the time if you want.”
Her smile lit up her pretty face and made him so thankful to be in this moment with her in his arms. “Don’t mind if I do.”
“I promise I won’t mind at all, but…” He pressed a kiss into the valley between her breasts. “This one time, I want to be all about you. Close your eyes, quiet your busy mind, relax and let me love you.”
He peppered her torso with kisses as she squirmed beneath him.
“I, um…”
“Shhhh,” he whispered against her quivering abdomen. “Relax. Let it all go.”
She exhaled and seemed to try to settle as he tugged at the button of her jeans, unzipping them slowly before pulling back to ease them down her legs, leaving her covered only by a tiny pair of panties. His mouth watered at the sight of her spread out before him.
He’d had a lot of sex in his life, probably too much if he was being honest, but never before had it felt as important as this did. After everything she’d endured with her husband, he wanted to give her more pleasure than she’d ever had.
Starting at her left ankle, he left soft kisses up the inside of her leg, smiling at the goose bumps that erupted on her sensitive skin.
“Julian…”
“You’re relaxing, remember?”
“Um, yeah, sure…”
His soft chuckle against her inner thigh brought even more goose bumps and a wild shiver that shook her entire body. “Easy, sweetheart. Keep breathing.”
“I can’t breathe with you doing that.”
“What am I doing?”
She made a sound that was full of exasperation. “You know what you’re doing.”
“Do I?”
“Are you doing this on purpose?”
Goddamn, she was cute. “Yeah, I am, and it’s so much fun.”
“For whom?”
“It’s hot when you use words like ‘whom.’”
“Proper English makes you hot?”
“You make me hot, and you have from the second you strolled into my office.”
“We already had this debate. I don’t stroll.”
“You most definitely do stroll, and it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I was immediately hard for you.”
“Stop it. You were not.”
He pressed his mouth to the silky fabric that covered her. “Was too. I was afraid to move out of fear that you and Denny would notice.”
“Don’t talk about my brother when you’re doing that.”
Julian laughed again but kept his mouth tight against her, nuzzling her as she raised her hips to push against him.
The movement seemed almost involuntary, as if her body had taken over and was now in charge.
That’d be good. He wanted her brain out of the mix so she wouldn’t somehow be convinced that she didn’t deserve to feel good or to be cared for this way or to take as much pleasure as she could handle.
With her hips raised off the bed, he reached under her to remove the panties, sliding them slowly down her legs as she watched him.
Then he removed his jeans and boxer briefs, reveling in her wide-eyed expression as she took a good look at him, fully aroused for her.
Returning to his former post, he used his shoulders to part her legs and settled between them.
“W-wait… What’re you doing? Julian…”
He ran his tongue from top to bottom and then back up to focus on the tight knot of her clitoris, sucking on her as he drove two fingers into her tight channel.
She made a sound that seemed to come from the deepest part of her as he doubled down, stroking her with deep thrusts of his fingers.
Her grip on his hair reached the point of pain, but he didn’t let up on her for a second until she came with a sharp cry of completion, clamping down so hard on his fingers, he lost his breath when he thought about how it would feel to be inside her when that happened.
Julian moved quickly to roll on a condom and replace his fingers with his cock, pushing gently but insistently into her as she contracted with aftershocks that had him on the verge of release in a matter of seconds.
He forced himself to slow down, to find some of the legendary control that had made him a preferred partner at Club Quantum, to make this memorable for both of them.
But control was hard to come by with her soft sweetness wrapped around him, pulling him deeper into this web from which he never wanted to be freed.
Buried deep inside her, he held still for as long as he could before he had to move.
Her fingertips dug into his back as he took them on a fast, wild ride that had them clinging to each other as they chased the big finish.
He came down on top of her, breathing hard as his head spun from the surge of emotions that came with the absolute feeling of rightness in this surreal moment.
She held him tightly, as if afraid he might try to get away.
He wasn’t going anywhere as long as she wanted to hold him close.
After shifting ever so slightly, he felt dampness on his face and realized she was silently weeping. He raised his head to check on her and found her eyes tightly closed as tears slid down her cheeks.
For a second, he was paralyzed with fear that he’d hurt her, or she had regrets, or… “What’s wrong, honey?”
“Nothing at all.”
“Then why are you crying?” He kissed away her tears, gutted by every one of them. “Does something hurt?”
“Only my heart for settling for less for so, so long.”
“Oh, baby, you’ll never have to settle for less than you deserve ever again.”
“Thank you for showing me how it’s supposed to be.”
“I’ve only begun to show you how it should be.”
“You’re not supposed to be making promises you can’t keep.”
“I never do, and I never will.”
“Julian…”
“Yes, Isla?”
“I have two very little kids.”
“You do? What the hell? When were you going to tell me that?”
She laughed, as he’d hoped she would. “Be serious.”
“I’ve never been more serious about anything than I am about you and us and your kids and all of it.” He was already hard again and began to move slowly, drawing a groan from her. “Especially after this. You’ve got me completely addicted to all things Isla.”
“I’ve got you addicted? What about that wizardry you perpetuated on me?”
“Was there wizardry?”
“There were two orgasms. That’s wizardry to me.”
“So you hadn’t…”
“Hardly ever, and he didn’t care if I did or not.”
“That’s a goddamned crime.”
“Thus the tears.”
“Sweet, sweet Isla…” He kissed her as he replaced the condom and made love to her again, already addicted to everything about her. “You deserve all the good things, everything…”
If the first time was fast and frantic, this time was about slow, sweet, eyes-connected intensity that seared him all the way to his soul.
He was in deep trouble with this woman, and he’d never been happier to be in trouble.