Chapter 41
JULIUS
Rose has somehow become the most important person in my life and deserves to be treated as such.
I’m usually a man who takes rather than asks, and yet it’s important to me to make her my queen.
I love how she hides her devilish spirit wrapped in an innocent one, and kissing Rose is a pleasure that I could indulge in for most of the day.
We take it slower this time and as we fall onto the bed, naked and desperate, I marvel at how far I’ve come. It’s as if she shines a light on my dark soul, enabling me to see more clearly.
I will be the biggest bastard to anyone who attempts to interfere with what we have, and if anything she has made me even stronger, more deadly, more brutal and for a man who has ruined many things in his life, Rose has taught me that if you love someone with all your heart, it only makes you more powerful.
I accept that I love her. There can be no other explanation for the passion inside me when she merely looks in my direction.
I wonder if I will ever tell her that. Those words don’t sound right when I voice them in my head because emotion is something I’m uncomfortable with.
But my heart is full of it, and that is fine by me as long as it keeps my secret.
Loving Rose has crept up on me in a surprise attack, and I will do anything to make her happy.
She moans as my lips explore her body with leisure, unhurried and solely intent on her pleasure.
My usual method is to tie a woman up and fuck her senseless.
I’m brutal, rough and dominant, and yet with Rose I’m a better man.
I savor every second of her pleasure as if it’s a personal gift to me, and coaxing a soft moan from deep inside her is the highlight of my day.
She is inexperienced, and I like it. No man has touched what’s mine, and if that makes me a hypocrite then I’ll not apologize for that.
As I reach her center, I lap the honey that drips from inside her, loving that she desires me so much.
“Julius.”
Her voice shakes, and I’m surprised when she shifts, pushing back my shoulders with a soft, “Lie on your back.”
I do as she says, and as she rolls on top of me, she stares into my eyes, hers heavy with desire.
“I want to taste you.”
“As in–” I arch my brow, and she blushes adorably.
“Forgive me, but I, well, want to know what it feels like.”
I say nothing as she kisses me softly before moving lower, her lips dragging over every inch of my skin like an angel’s wings.
It’s freaking blowing my mind as she trails light kisses over my body until she reaches my cock, which stands rigid with anticipation.
Her soft hand curls around it and I growl, “You don’t have to do this, baby.”
“I know.”
She strokes it with a light touch that is more erotic than any whore sucking it hard, and as her thumb rubs over the tip, she lowers her head.
As Rose takes my cock into her mouth, I focus hard, desperate not to ruin this moment for either of us.
I’m not a virgin, not even close. I’m experienced in every aspect of sex, having learned my trade from the many whores who littered our lives since we were aware of the pleasures of the opposite sex.
But this–this is different, almost like my first time, and I grip the sheets, attempting to shift my focus from making this sweet visit a short one.
Then she slides it home, and her moan of contentment causes me to swell to uncomfortable levels as I attempt to stop myself from pushing in deeper.
My mind spins, and my heart beats fast, and as she plays with my cock, it’s the most excruciating experience. I have never been harder or more ready to blow, and I am so turned on I almost lose my mind.
Her fingers cup my balls and she deepens the experience, sucking on my cock, harder, and with purpose.
“Fuck, Rose.”
My tone is hoarse and my body on fire as she gently rolls my balls through her fingers, moving faster and deeper with her mouth.
“You should pull away before–”
She groans, leaving me in no doubt she is going all the way on this, and I attempt to pull away, but she merely sucks harder, and with one deep guttural roar, I explode like a firework down her throat.
My orgasm hits hard. I swear I black out for a second because my mind is somewhere else entirely right now.
My release is never ending, and yet I don’t register anything but the insane pleasure this woman has gifted me.
It’s addictive, and I already mourn the fact it’s over, and as my fingers grip her hair, I ride her mouth without any realization of what I’m doing.
Fucking Rose is a magical experience, but fucking her mouth for the first time is an out of body, once in a lifetime one, and it appears to go on forever.
My body shakes, and I have no control of that, and as the shock subsides, anxiety replaces the euphoria because what the fuck just happened? She must hate me now.
She moves up my body and lies on my chest, stroking my face and staring into my eyes with a loving smile.
“Thank you.”
She is seriously thanking me for blowing my mind, and I groan, fisting her hair as I say with desperation, “What are you doing to me, baby? You have taken over every part of me, and I’m in unfamiliar territory.”
“Then we will explore it together because I’m the same.”
There’s a hint of uncertainty in her smile that cuts me deep, and she hitches her breath and whispers, “Don’t hold this against me, baby, but I have fallen in love with you.”
Her words pack a powerful punch and strike me straight in the heart.
She loves me.
Why does that paste a stupid, lovesick grin on my face as I stare at her with emotion?
For a moment I say nothing because I have ruined many things in my life, but loving her makes me want to tread carefully.
I don’t want to frighten her with the jealous possession I already hold for her, and so I water down my true feelings as I whisper, “I always thought I was the dangerous one, but it’s you, Rose.
You are holding my heart in your pretty little fingers and possess the ability to break it.
I am trusting you with that because I only have one, and it’s yours.
Love isn’t an emotion I’ve ever considered mine until I met you.
I’m not a sentimental man and probably never will be, but I want you to know one thing. ”
As Rose strokes my face with her gentle touch, I whisper words I never thought I’d say.
“I love you, Rose, and I don’t expect anything in return.
You taught me that possession isn’t love; it’s allowing that person to be free.
There are no rules here, no locked doors and no contracts.
You are free to be the person I love with no restrictions, and my job is to make you want to stay. ”
Her eyes shine like the diamonds she inherited and as she kisses me softly, I sample my pleasure on her lips, another experience, another first and this time I deepen the kiss, my hand wrapped around her head, leaving her in no doubt that I would slay an army to keep her safe and God help anyone who interferes with that.
If anything, I am now a bigger bastard and a more formidable enemy because I have something to fight for now.
It’s not just me anymore, and I pity my enemies because I am more powerful than any of them now, and every dangerous thought in me is now trained on one thing only.
Keeping Rose safe and right here beside me for all the eternity God will allow us.