Chapter Twenty-Eight
Julian
As we stepped inside the house, I kissed the back of her neck, holding her hair up with one hand.
"Oh, now I see why you wanted to come in," she teased. "Hmm, let's see. My bedroom is right there." She pointed and then walked toward the door off the living room.
Her bedroom was a decent size. When she entered, she looked like a vision. It was semi-dark, but there was a full moon tonight, and she had stepped right into its light.
"Could you help me undress?” she asked.
"Sure. In fact, it's going to be my pleasure." I stepped right behind her. "Your neck has tempted me the entire day," I confessed in her ear. Before moving my mouth to the back of her neck, I pushed her head forward, exposing it even more.
"Really? Why didn't you try anything?"
"You know me, Georgie. There is no trying. I would’ve pulled you into the corner and had you right there."
She shivered, the skin on her back turning to goose bumps. After taking off her sweater, I kissed along her right shoulder blade. Even though I'd wanted her all day, I wasn't in a hurry right now. Everything around us was happening at such a fast pace, but this moment here was different. I moved over to her left shoulder blade as I touched her spine, and she shivered again. Interesting place for a sensitive spot. I planned to return to it later. Then I pushed down her jeans, leaving her in only her bra and panties.
"You're magnificent," I told her. "I couldn't take my eyes off you all day. I like that the sweater isn’t revealing so no one can see what's mine."
She laughed softly, her entire rib cage vibrating against me. "A bit territorial tonight, huh?"
" A lot ."
Her breath caught. I turned her around so I was facing her and immediately took off her bra.
"You taste so damn good."
I moved my mouth from her clavicle in a straight line to her nipple and sucked it into my mouth. Her back went ramrod straight. No doubt she thought I’d ease into it, and I’d planned to. But the sight of her breasts in my face tempted me too damn much.
I gave her right nipple an entirely different treatment. I didn't take it into my mouth, just cupped her breast in my palm, teasing the tight part between my fingers. She groaned and started to move back and forth, from her heels to her tiptoes. She was slowly coming exactly to the point where I wanted her—where I'd been all day. My need for her took over every other thought.
I then moved straight to her navel. Grabbing her panties, I yanked them down. She gasped, stumbling forward a bit when I was past her knees. She buckled forward, putting both hands on my shoulders, and laughed.
"Again. Last time I nearly face-planted with my ass in your face."
"And now your pussy," I said with a grin. "I don't mind, babe. Anytime."
I tilted forward, swiping my tongue right over her pussy.
"Julian!" Her voice broke toward the end, and she swayed slightly but didn't lose her balance.
Now that I'd had a taste of her, I wanted more. I wanted her up here, level with my face, which gave me an idea. Instead of putting her on the bed, I looked at the desk she had by the window and walked her backward toward it.
"Sit on your desk," I commanded. "Spread your thighs."
"How wide?"
I loved that she asked for more instructions.
"As far as you can. Open up that pussy for me so I can have all the access I want to it."
I pulled back the chair she had under it, then got a better idea. I sat on it. Fuck yes, I'm a genius. Now I truly had her pussy in my face.
I planted both her feet on my thighs, pushing her knees farther apart. She positioned herself right at the edge of the desk. The window was behind her, which gave me yet another idea.
"Put your back against the window."
The glass was going to be cool but not cold. I paid attention to the motion of her moving backward and swiped my tongue over her clit the second she leaned against the window. She gasped, pressing her feet into my thighs as her ass hitched right off the desk. That was better, actually. I slipped my hands under her ass, keeping her a few inches in the air. This way I could also tilt her pelvis the way I wanted it. The downside was that I couldn't use my fingers to pleasure her, but my lips and tongue were all I needed. I pushed my tongue inside her, and her glutes squeezed tight, then even tighter, along with her inner muscles.
I pulled my head back and moved my tongue in huge circles around her pussy. Moving up to her clit, I pressed the flat of my tongue against it. Georgie went feral as she pushed her pelvis up. I gave her a few moments of reprieve before pulling her back down. Then I feasted on her clit earnestly, nipping with my lips before circling again with my tongue.
"You taste so damn good. I can't get enough of you."
She gasped in response. She'd moved away from the window, but that was okay. Of course she couldn't keep the position when I was making her this wild.
I proceeded to nudge her clit with the tip of my nose as I pushed my tongue inside her. The combination turned her even wilder. Once again, her entire body arched upward. With her ass hanging in the air, she started to move back and forth, fucking my face.
I instantly turned painfully hard. This was so damn sexy that I wanted to push down my pants and fuck her right here on this desk. But there was no space, and I wanted to make her come once before then. It was my guilty pleasure to give to her as many orgasms as possible, and she deserved them.
But I needed my fingers, too, so I only held her ass in the air with one hand. Then I gave her two fingers at once. She was more than ready for them. She dropped her head back, groaning more powerfully than I'd ever heard her before. The sight of it was enough to bring me to my knees: Georgie spread out over this desk and the moon shining down on her, highlighting her delicious shapes.
I didn't give her much reprieve, moving my hand at the same rhythm I'd be moving my cock. I leaned in from time to time, nipping at her clit as well, working her up slowly and then very fast. When the muscles in her legs clenched, I knew it was only a matter of minutes.
I'd been wrong. It was seconds. I moved two fingers in a curling motion and sucked her clit between my lips as hard as I could. The orgasm took over her entire body instantly. Her shoulders spasmed backward, pushing her chest up, her breasts bouncing with the movement. Her rib cage expanded, she drew in her stomach, and her legs fell sideways. One of her feet slid down from my thigh, but I was keeping her safely up in the air. I pressed one hand on her pussy until her moans turned to winces and she finally could breathe. Then I put her ass back on the table.
She leaned back against the window again, panting, eyes blazing. I wanted to memorize the way she was looking at me.
I immediately undid my shirt, practically tearing it open. A few buttons seemed to pop, but I couldn't care less.
"Hmm. Destructive striptease," she mumbled. "I like this."
She sat up straight and worked at my belt and then my pants while I took off my shirt. She immediately pushed them down, and then I moved my boxers past my ass, where they fell in a lump at my feet.
She gasped at the sight I'd revealed. "You've been hard like this all along?"
"Georgie, I've been hard for you for hours. Everything about you makes me want you. All the damn time."
I realized a split second later that I couldn't wait until I took her to the bed. Her bare pussy was far too tempting, and she was at the perfect height for this.
I put the length of my cock along her entrance without sliding in. She shuddered, and I knew why. She was still sensitive, and the flesh-on-flesh contact was delicious. I tilted over her, kissing her mouth while I rubbed my cock back and forth, slowly, teasingly. It was more torture than pleasure, but somehow, I also relished the contact. I was savoring our connection in a whole different way.
Georgie moaned against my mouth. I felt her body start changing again, tensing up. Then she whimpered. I knew what that meant—I was going to make her come just by doing this. Heat spiraled through every cell at the realization that I held the key to this woman's pleasure.
But making her come was costing me all my willpower. With every rub, I felt the need to slide inside her more and more until it was like I was about to break out of my skin.
She was so close, her whimpers becoming more high-pitched. She put one hand on my bicep, clasping it tight, digging her nails into my skin. Then she unhitched her lips from mine, throwing her head back. The groan that erupted from her filled the entire room. Hell, the whole of New Orleans, probably. It was the most delicious sound I'd ever heard.
As she climaxed, I slid my cock inside her pussy. She was so drenched that she took all of me in at once.
"Georgie!" My voice was hoarse, I didn't even think she'd understood that I was calling her name. Being inside her after wanting her all day was the best reward. So much need and pleasure. She was pulsing around my cock, and I was already so on edge that I knew if I wanted to, I could probably come just like this.
But hell no.
I started to move, controlling the strokes, at least in the beginning. I kissed her while I thrust in and out. No matter how close we were, how much of her I was touching, kissing, or fucking, it simply wasn't enough.
I shifted her legs so they were wrapped around me and I could push as freely as I wanted. Then I leaned slightly over her, putting my palms on the desk. I needed more of this angle.
As Georgie began to moan again, she pulled her legs up, resting her knees against my rib cage.
"Fuck," I exclaimed. "Georgie, babe... This is amazing. You're amazing."
On every thrust, I alternated between kissing her mouth and her neck. I liked hearing her sounds too much to cover them, yet capturing her mouth while I was balls deep inside her really heightened everything.
Her third orgasm took me by complete surprise. Or maybe I was too lost in my own desire to notice the signs. When she cried out, my own release mingled with hers. I let go of all self-control and self-restraint. I didn't need them anymore. I was giving everything up for Georgie. My pleasure was all hers. I was all hers.
I thrust and thrust until I suddenly couldn't move any more. All I could do then was sustain my weight by resting on my forearms, still buried deep inside her, making sure I didn't press her too hard into the desk.
"Are you okay, beautiful?" I murmured in her ear.
In response, she simply tugged on my earlobe, but it was answer enough.