—Julian—
Ikissed her until nothing else mattered, knowing deep down in the pit of my stomach this wouldn’t change anything between us. She was chasing away my demons while I was merely becoming one of hers.
Our mouths were starving for affection.
Aching for relief.
I desperately wanted to lose myself inside of her.
“You want me, Autumn?”
“Always.”
It was all I needed to hear before I reached for the hem of her dress and slid it off her body, leaving her in nothing but her panties.
With a predatory regard, I devoured every inch of her bare skin.
From her rose-colored nipples to her perky, supple tits, down to her narrow, slender waist, and her luscious ass and thighs.
“Fuck,” I groaned, slipping off her panties, I crawled my way up her body, kissing, licking, caressing.
The addictive sounds she was making.
The way her body kept shuddering beneath mine.
The smell of her fucking arousal.
It all had me losing my goddamn mind.
“Autumn,” I rasped. “I want to fuck you with my tongue.”
She swallowed hard, her chest rising and falling, waiting, eager, ready… This was definitely a bad idea, but I was going to make her feel so fucking good, and it was the only thing that mattered at that moment.
“You going to come for me, baby?”
She moaned in response and there was no hesitation on my part when I took in her pink flesh for the first time.
“Autumn.” I blew on her clit. “You have the prettiest pussy. All this under your yellow dress.”
She moaned again, and her thighs clenched.
Grinning, I nudged my nose along her folds, faintly blowing against her heated flesh.
Lightly running the tip of my tongue over her clit, her breathing instantly became heavy and intoxicating.
I knew her heart was beating rapidly out of her chest, making it difficult to catch her next breath.
With each stroke of my tongue, I showed her how fucking weak I was when it came to her.
“Tell me, kid. Have you ever touched yourself?”
She thought about it for a second, blushing profusely. “No.”
“Are you being shy? There’s no need for it—my face is already buried in between your legs.”
“Julian…”
“You are being shy.” I smiled, peering up at her through the slits of my eyes. “Sweetheart, you have nothing to be shy about. You have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. It’s the perfect shade of pink.”
She covered her face, and I licked from her opening to her clit.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me, Autumn?”
“Please,” she begged in a breathless tone.
“Please what? All I keep thinking about is how good you’re going to taste when I make you come in my mouth.”
Her eyes widened.
“How fast do you think I can make you come?”
“Oh, so you’re being cocky now?”
“Not cocky when I’m about to make you sit on my face.”
“Wha—”
I flipped us over, placing her pussy where I wanted it. Our eyes locked, and all I could see was lust.
“Tonight, you’re mine, and you’re going to give me what I want. Fuck my face, Autumn.”
She purred.
“You like that, do you? The wetter you are, the harder I’m going to tongue fuck you.”
And the little minx replied, “Prove it, Julian.”
I didn’t have to be told twice. I sucked her clit into my mouth, and she loudly moaned, melting against my lips. There was no stopping there—I was just getting started.
Savoring the taste of her.
The feel of her.
Her hips rocked against my face as I pushed my tongue into her cunt before sucking her clit into my mouth. Up and down, side to side, I took what I wanted. What she was giving. Knowing I was the first man to have her this way did something primitive to me. I turned into a fucking caveman.
She was so wet.
Tasted so good.
Her pussy throbbed.
Her body shook.
It didn’t take long to have her come undone.
“Julian,” she panted, climaxing in my mouth. “Julian, please…” she begged for mercy, but still—I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.
She consumed me.
From my mind to my soul, to my goddamn cock.
A heady growl vibrated from deep within my chest, conscious of the fact that she was trying to save me from myself while I was destroying her in the process. Ruining her for every other man. The mere thought pissed me off, and I took my frustration out on her cunt.
“Julian!” she exclaimed, coming down my neck. Her body fell forward, and she held herself up on the headboard.
“Are you a squirter, baby? We’re about to find out. Give me what I want, Autumn.”
She did, proving that she was indeed a dirty little girl.
Squirting down my face and chest, but it wasn’t enough for me.
I was a man possessed, licking her fucking clean, from her opening to her clit.
I wanted every last drop of her come. Not allowing her any time to recover, I flipped us over and crawled my way up to her mouth, kissing her and making her taste herself.
She moaned, sucking on my tongue.
“So fucking good.” I sat up on my knees, never once breaking our heated stares as I unbuckled my jeans to kick them off with my boxer briefs.
Through dark, dilated, hooded eyes, she took in the size of my hard cock for the first time. I fisted my shaft, jerking myself off in front of her. She watched with an expression full of desire and nothing else. I smiled, appreciating the look in her eyes.
I was a fucking goner. There wasn’t a chance in hell I wouldn’t have stolen her virginity.
It was mine.
It belonged to me.
I’d stolen everything else, and this would be mine as well.
Still fucking my hand, I made my way back up her body. “I can go as slow as you need.”
It was her turn to smile as she sat up, kissing me. Silently demanding I keep going. When I didn’t move fast enough, she reached for my dick and wrapped her hand around my shaft, causing my breath to hitch against her lips and my dick to jerk in her grasp.
“Yeah, baby, just like that,” I scoffed out, biting her bottom lip. “Stroke my cock. Harder. Faster.”
She was a very good listener. Driving me to the brink of insanity. I’d never been with a virgin before. It was too personal, and I was the fuck ’em and leave ’em kind of man.
With Autumn, it was different, and there was no denying that.
“After I’m done with you, I’m going to fuck you again. Just so you remember, only I belong inside of you.”
She slid her tongue into my mouth, and I let her take the lead.
“Julian, I want you.” She positioned my dick at her entrance.
I groaned, “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Are you ready for me?”
“Yes, I’ve always been ready for you.”
“Once I thrust my cock inside of you, there’s no going back, kid. You know that, right?”
She beamed. “Promise?”
“I don’t deserve you. Not your heart or your pussy, but I’m a selfish bastard, and I want both regardless.”
“I’m yours forever.”
“Don’t say things you don’t understand.”
“I love—”
“Don’t say things I don’t understand.”
“Julian—”
I kissed her, mostly to shut her up. I didn’t want her to have expectations after this, and I was beginning to realize she would. And still, I couldn’t stop myself.
Slowly, inch by inch, little by little, I thrust inside of her. She felt incredible, like nothing I’d ever felt before. The sensation of her walls tightening around me was indescribable.
My balls ached.
Her barrier pushed against the head of my cock. “I’m right there, baby. About to steal another part of you.”
“I know. Just do it already.”
I chuckled, and in one deep thrust I tore through her virginity. She gasped, clinging onto my back.
“I know it hurts, but I’ll make it better.” Reaching below, I rubbed her clit, trying to make this better for her.
“Yes…”
“Yeah? You okay?”
“Yes, I like that. Keep going.”
“I’m going to start fucking you now.”
She moaned, fisting the sheets as her head fell back against the bed. Preparing for the pain and pleasure my cock would bring.
Thrusting in and out, I played with her nub. Her pussy constricted every single time I massaged her clit up and down. The faster my fingers moved, the harder and deeper my thrusts became. It wasn’t just her blood on my dick that made her soaking wet and drip down my balls.
Her cunt loved my cock.
Spasming.
Squirming.
Falling apart.
“Your pussy was made for me. How are you this fucking delicious?”
“I was made for you.”
Hearing her affirm what I’d spent years disregarding was another emotion I wasn’t expecting. Unable to confront the truth, I hid my face in the crook of her neck. Aware it wouldn’t matter in the end—she owned my heart and soul.
Always had.
Always would.
Our mouths parted, both of us panting profusely, helpless against our bodies coming together as one. She gasped the second she felt my cock hit her g-spot, and I picked up the pace of my assault.
“Julian … right there…”
“Here, baby? You want my cock, here?” My dick throbbed to come balls deep inside of her now.
“Oh, God … yes … right there…” Her moans got louder and louder, squeezing the hell out of my cock.
“Yeah, baby, just like that. Come hard for me.”
“Yes… Don’t stop … please don’t stop.”
“I won’t. I can’t. You own me.”
She pulsated, and her sweet pussy sucked my cock dry.
I came so hard, my vision blurred, and my body trembled right along with hers.
Both of us going over the edge together, where I could barely see straight.
We stayed like that for I don’t know how long, in our safe haven that would eventually turn into our hell.
It felt as if an eternity had passed between us, and it still wasn’t enough time with her.
It was never enough time with her.
Kissing all over her face again, I slowly, unwillingly, pulled out of her, causing her to wince from the sting of my dick.
“I’ll be right back.” I kissed the tip of her nose and got up, going straight into the bathroom. Needing a minute to myself for what I wasn’t prepared to face. “Fuck.” I looked in the mirror. “We didn’t use a condom.”
My emotions held me hostage while I cleaned myself up. Taking a solid breath, I dampened a washcloth and made my way back into my bedroom.
“Autumn—”
“Don’t say it. Please don’t ruin this for me.” She was staring up at the ceiling. Lost in her own thoughts with my white sheet wrapped around her naked body.
“What exactly do you think I’m going to say?”
“That you regret it.”
“Kid, look at me.”
She did, her eyes already welling up with tears.
“Awe, baby.” I went to her and kissed her lips.
“Every time something intimate happens between us, you always push me away after. Please, just give me this. I can’t hear you say that you regr—”
“I don’t.”
“Really?”
I shook my head.
She sighed, fresh tears falling down the sides of her face.
“Don’t cry for me, Autumn.”
“They’re happy tears.”
I didn’t want to ruin the moment, but I had to ask, “Are you on the pill?”
“Ummm … no.”
“Fuck!” I sat up, and she went with me, grimacing when the bed hit her core. “You’re going to be sore.”
“It’s fine. Don’t freak out, okay? I’ll get on the pill.”
“A little late, kid.”
“I mean for next time.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Next time?”
“Yeah, there’s going to be a next time, right?”
I opened my mouth to reply, but nothing came out.
“Julian, this isn’t a one-time thing, right?”
“I need to clean you up.”
The next thing I knew she was kissing all over my face, wrapping her arms and legs around me, seeking the comfort she needed in my embrace. I kissed her, softly pecking her lips, taking my time with each stroke of my tongue as it tangled with hers.
I tasted her tears.
Her hope.
Her love.
When I opened my eyes, I saw every sentiment I felt through her gaze. We locked eyes.
I surrendered.
To her.
To us.
Because for the first time, I didn’t stop when she wholeheartedly expressed, “I love you,” all in one breath.