Chapter 21
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Maya
"I've waited so long for this." Julian unbuttons each button on my blouse with languid precision. "I can't tell you how many times I've thought about doing this."
"Taking forever to undress me?" I smile up at him. "I'm not delicate and this isn't an expensive shirt. I'm not against you ripping it off me."
He laughs, throwing his head back. "I want to remember this moment forever. The first time I see your breasts, your pussy. The first taste, the first fuck. I want every detail etched in my mind."
The words are enough to make my knees buckle, but I hold firm to his biceps as he continues his painfully slow unveiling of my body. "Do you remember the first time you saw me?"
That stops his hands in midair. "Your hair was shorter. You were wearing a yellow dress and red heels. I walked into Falon's studio and saw the most beautiful woman in the world."
I remember the dress. I still have it. The heels were tossed out months ago. I can't believe that he can recall all of that. "You have an incredible memory."
"Ask me what I had for dinner two nights ago."
I chuckle. "What did you have for dinner two nights ago, Julian?"
"I have no fucking clue." He winks. "I only remember important things. That's why I remember every time I've ever seen you."
His fingers get to work again and when he finally unbuttons the last button, he slides the thin material from my shoulders to reveal my white lace bra.
I look down at the bed, desperate to be with him. "Can we sit on the bed?"
"Soon." He lowers his mouth to the front of my bra. His breath courses over my skin before he takes my left nipple between his teeth through the lace.
I moan aloud, unable to contain the desperate need I feel. "Take off my bra."
He does. He reaches behind me with one hand and deftly undoes the clasp. The cool air in his bedroom hits me instantly. My nipples were already hard from anticipation and his touch and now they're aching.
"Christ, look at these." He slides my bra off before he tosses it on the floor. "Your nipples are perfect."
He takes my right nipple into his mouth and sucks. I feel his tongue lash against the tender nub.
"I'm close," I whisper with a laugh. "I'm so wet already."
That drops him to his knees. His fingers open the button fly of my jeans to reveal a hint of the white lace G-string underneath.
In one swift movement, the jeans are pooled around my ankles. I step out as he helps me.
"You are wet." His voice is low and thick with desire. "You have an incredible ass. I've wanted my hands on this for years.
Years. He's wanted me for years. As long as I've wanted him.
He kneads the flesh of my bare ass, his head resting against my stomach. I can hear his breathing. It matches my own. Heavy, uneven breaths punctuated with deep sighs.
"I want to make you feel everything, Maya."
I do. I feel more than I ever have before and he's barely touched me.
He moves to slide the lace G-string down. His eyes locked onto the bare skin underneath. "This feels like a fucking dream. Tell me I'm not dreaming this."
I tug on his shoulder to bring him to his feet. "This isn't a dream. It's real."
I want to feel his mouth on me and his fingers inside my core. I want it all but right now, I need my hands on him.
He leans forward to kiss me again and this time it's fevered and deep. He parts my lips instantly with his tongue. He searches for mine before he nibbles at my lips. Small kisses down my neck follow and when I slide my hand under his sweatpants and touch the smooth crown of his cock, he groans.
"A condom." He steps back. "I'm getting a condom."
I touch myself as I watch him undress. The moment I see his beautiful cock, I slide a finger inside me. I chase my own orgasm as I watch him sheath himself and when he pushes me against the wall and wraps my legs around his waist, I come the instant he's inside me.