How You Take Me by Natalie Kristen

his
collar. I tug him down forcefully down to the bed and push him onto
his back. He holds my waist as I straddle him and begin to undo his
buttons. Peeling away the two halves of his shirt, I run my hands up
and down his solid chest and taut stomach. I frown as I feel the
length and girth of his torso. He seems to have lost weight. His
chin is sharper than before. “Julian,” I mutter.
    He looks up and sees the pained expression on my face.
Immediately, he moves his hands away from my buttons and just holds
me. I shake my head and press his hand back to my breast. “I
just don't want you to be losing so much sleep and weight,” I
tell him, running my thumb over his cheek.
    “ That's easy.” His lips quirk up. “All
you have to do is sleep and eat with me. That's a sure fire way of
getting my appetite up.”
    I smile at his cheeky answer, and bend down to kiss him.
He responds immediately, our kiss quickly deepening with our
desires. He unbuttons my blouse and slides it off my shoulders.
Unclasping my bra, he pulls it down my arms and his breath catches as
he admires my half-naked body. He is lying on the pillow, staring
with raw lust down my bare shoulders to my breasts. His eyes trail
down to the scar at my side and he swallows. “Sophia,”
he breathes softly.
    I bring his hand up to touch the scar. “Feel it,”
I tell him. “Feel me.”
    Very carefully, he runs a finger across the jagged scar.
His breath, when he finally exhales, is ragged. He opens his mouth,
but I put a finger to his lips to silence him. Very slowly, I trail
my finger down his chin, his neck, and down his chest. I draw
tantalizing, languid circles around his nipples, and see his eyelids
flutter shut. When I scrape my fingernail across his chest and over
his nipple, he shivers and catches my wrists.
    His hips buck as he yanks me off him and flings me onto
the bed. I land on my back, my wrists twisting in his grip. He lets
go of me to unbuckle my skirt and slide it down my legs. Without
removing my panties, he slides his hand between my legs and begin to
massage my clit.
    He continues rubbing me through the silk of my panties
as his mouth closes over my breast and sucks hard on my nipple. He
takes my nipple between his teeth and rolls it gently, before nipping
it and licking it. I arch my back for him to take more. Cupping my
butt with his hands, he finally pulls my wet panties down my legs.
He kneels between my parted legs, and pushes his own pants down.
Kicking away the last shred of clothing between us, he leans in to
me, slowly lowering his body to mine so that we can feel the heat of
our skin on each other.
    I wrap my arms around his beautiful, naked body
immediately, running my hands all over his long, lean body. I feel
his tight butt, his waist, his strong, defined back and his hard,
huge cock. I run my legs up and down the length of his, and he
starts to move his body against mine, giving delicious friction to my
erect nipples and throbbing, swelling clitoris. I can feel an
impending orgasm building from my hips, the liquid heat spreading
throughout my body. Julian continues moving against me, his eyes
holding mine until my eyes flutter shut at the pleasure that is
cresting to an uncontrollable climax. I shudder and arch my back, my
muscles tensing and clenching as my orgasm pulses through every nerve
in my body. Julian takes my breast into his mouth and suckles me
hard as I come. The pleasure is so unbearable that I dig my nails
into his hair, his back until the last shudders of the sudden orgasm
subsides. My breathing is heavy and ragged as I blink up at him.
    Julian is looking at me with dark, lust-filled eyes. He
pushes my legs further apart and swiftly goes down on me. I gasp as
I feel his tongue pushing against my vagina, lapping up my folds
towards my pulsing clit. He sucks at the juices flowing out of me,
smearing them all over my pussy lips and engorged nub. Tasting me,
eating me, licking every inch of me, Julian closes