palms underneath her, arranging Julia more solidly beneath him, and gently pushes her long hair out from beneath her body. “There,” he says.
A deep-pink blush spreads across her face as he surveys every bit of her naked body. She's breathtaking—frail yet strong, gorgeous yet unaware of her beauty. It's an intoxicating mix.
And there's no hiding what the sight of Julia does to him—her proximity.
“You're just looking,” she comments shyly.
Scott gives a slow, considering nod. “Let me. I'm not going to just pounce on you.”
The color on her cheekbones deepens.
He gives her a quick kiss, feathering his thumb over the heated skin of her face. “I will pounce if you say the word.” He arches his eyebrows, feeling his smirk edging his lips.
Julia smacks his bicep, and her breasts jiggle deliciously. Scott hardens painfully and cages her in tightly, their chests mashed together.
Julia's heart thunders against his. “No pouncing,” she manages. Then blows him away with, “But I want you sooner rather than later.”
His surprise must show because she laughs.
He eats the sound with his mouth, tasting her with his tongue. Softly, they explore each other's mouths, and his hold loosens enough to let his hands rove her body.
She's so small but curved in all the right places. He nuzzles at her neck, burying his nose into the sweet spot between her ear and collarbone. Her soft sigh is better than all the yeses in the world.
Scott moves lower. He hovers above her while moving backward as he plants soft kisses on her silky skin. When Scott reaches her breast, he slowly massages the pliant flesh, forcing the soft pink nipple up. The swollen bud hardens as he watches.
His eyes meet hers. Julia's face is flushed, her eyelids hood, lips parted. Her breathing is heavy and deep.
This is where he wants his soul-meld: breathless with anticipation.
Scott is acutely aware of his painful dick and his need to pleasure Julia as he lowers his head, softly bathing her nipple with his tongue. Taking the small nub into his mouth, he swirls his tongue around the base, and it hardens more. Scott nips and sucks at her, and Julia arches against him, gripping his shoulders.
“Scott,” she moans.
He palms her other breast.
She pants, and it's music to his ears.
He rolls his face between her breasts, covering the left mound completely. “Yes?” he says in a low voice, continuing to kiss the side of her breast.
“I like it.”
He smiles to himself. “I know.” He pushes the mounds together and moves between the hills of her breasts, kissing, sucking, and lightly biting her nipples.
“Please,” Julia says in a thready voice.
Not yet. “Let me take my time. We've waited long enough, my queen. A few more minutes won't matter.”
Her eyes widen, but the look of surprise fades and is replaced with lust when his hands trail from her breasts and float over her flat stomach to part her thighs. His eyes never leave hers, gaging her reaction.
Julia tenses.
Scott stills.
She bites her lip, but releases it with a pop when his hand covers her mound.
The tip of his thumb sinks between her outer folds. She's so wet,
Scott groans involuntarily, his cock jumping in anticipation. Wait . It's her first time, the circumstances suck, and she's counting on you.
His lips turn up. No pressure.
He throbs, and with a rough exhale of self-temperance, he uses her wetness, flicking the slick little hood back and skimming his short nail over her clit.
“Ah!” she groans loudly. “That feels so good, Scott. Don't stop…”
“Not planning on it.”
Her fingers grab his hair when his face is inches away from a place he's wanted to be for over a year. Julia's all-woman—sweet, salty, and perfect.
His.
“I don't know—” she says in an uncertain voice, her fingertips faltering on his head.
“I do.” Scott buries his face between her slick folds, his thumb keeping the rhythm on the little bundle of nerves.
Julia throws her head
A deep-pink blush spreads across her face as he surveys every bit of her naked body. She's breathtaking—frail yet strong, gorgeous yet unaware of her beauty. It's an intoxicating mix.
And there's no hiding what the sight of Julia does to him—her proximity.
“You're just looking,” she comments shyly.
Scott gives a slow, considering nod. “Let me. I'm not going to just pounce on you.”
The color on her cheekbones deepens.
He gives her a quick kiss, feathering his thumb over the heated skin of her face. “I will pounce if you say the word.” He arches his eyebrows, feeling his smirk edging his lips.
Julia smacks his bicep, and her breasts jiggle deliciously. Scott hardens painfully and cages her in tightly, their chests mashed together.
Julia's heart thunders against his. “No pouncing,” she manages. Then blows him away with, “But I want you sooner rather than later.”
His surprise must show because she laughs.
He eats the sound with his mouth, tasting her with his tongue. Softly, they explore each other's mouths, and his hold loosens enough to let his hands rove her body.
She's so small but curved in all the right places. He nuzzles at her neck, burying his nose into the sweet spot between her ear and collarbone. Her soft sigh is better than all the yeses in the world.
Scott moves lower. He hovers above her while moving backward as he plants soft kisses on her silky skin. When Scott reaches her breast, he slowly massages the pliant flesh, forcing the soft pink nipple up. The swollen bud hardens as he watches.
His eyes meet hers. Julia's face is flushed, her eyelids hood, lips parted. Her breathing is heavy and deep.
This is where he wants his soul-meld: breathless with anticipation.
Scott is acutely aware of his painful dick and his need to pleasure Julia as he lowers his head, softly bathing her nipple with his tongue. Taking the small nub into his mouth, he swirls his tongue around the base, and it hardens more. Scott nips and sucks at her, and Julia arches against him, gripping his shoulders.
“Scott,” she moans.
He palms her other breast.
She pants, and it's music to his ears.
He rolls his face between her breasts, covering the left mound completely. “Yes?” he says in a low voice, continuing to kiss the side of her breast.
“I like it.”
He smiles to himself. “I know.” He pushes the mounds together and moves between the hills of her breasts, kissing, sucking, and lightly biting her nipples.
“Please,” Julia says in a thready voice.
Not yet. “Let me take my time. We've waited long enough, my queen. A few more minutes won't matter.”
Her eyes widen, but the look of surprise fades and is replaced with lust when his hands trail from her breasts and float over her flat stomach to part her thighs. His eyes never leave hers, gaging her reaction.
Julia tenses.
Scott stills.
She bites her lip, but releases it with a pop when his hand covers her mound.
The tip of his thumb sinks between her outer folds. She's so wet,
Scott groans involuntarily, his cock jumping in anticipation. Wait . It's her first time, the circumstances suck, and she's counting on you.
His lips turn up. No pressure.
He throbs, and with a rough exhale of self-temperance, he uses her wetness, flicking the slick little hood back and skimming his short nail over her clit.
“Ah!” she groans loudly. “That feels so good, Scott. Don't stop…”
“Not planning on it.”
Her fingers grab his hair when his face is inches away from a place he's wanted to be for over a year. Julia's all-woman—sweet, salty, and perfect.
His.
“I don't know—” she says in an uncertain voice, her fingertips faltering on his head.
“I do.” Scott buries his face between her slick folds, his thumb keeping the rhythm on the little bundle of nerves.
Julia throws her head
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