groin. “Sophia,” he grits out.
I close my eyes and keep moving as he pounds hard and
fast into me. There isn't time to prepare my mind and body for the
sudden ferocious orgasm that whips through me. The shattering
pleasure explodes from my hip to every nerve in my body, and I scream
his name over and over again. His name is still on my lips when I
open my eyes and see his handsome face above me, his fingers
caressing my erect, glistening nipples. He kisses my eyelids and
pulls his cock out of me. I see him smirk when I whimper at the
sudden emptiness. Turning my trembling body in its side, he kisses
my shoulder and continues kissing down the curve of my waist and
hips. I push back against his body, feeling his erection stabbing
into my butt.
Breathing heavily, Julian pulls me up gently by the
waist. I lower myself on my elbows and knees, letting him take me
from behind. He pushes into me easily, and begins to thrust
furiously. He is not fucking me gently this time, but hard and
urgent. The need, the hunger, the lust is almost primal and feral.
I begin to pant and he moves his hand from my hip to stroke my
clitoris. He slicks my juices over my nub and rubs it, harder and
harder in time with his thrusts. I feel his lips on my shoulder, his
teeth nipping my ear before kissing down my back. My name tears from
his throat just as I climax. His own release follows swiftly, and my
walls milk his cock greedily and repeatedly as he shudders and pulses
in me. Letting out a shaky breath, he continues moving in me until
finally, he slides completely out of me and we collapse on the bed.
His strong arms find me immediately, pulling me against
his chest. I can feel his heart thudding strongly against my palm.
“Can you feel my heart?” he whispers, smiling.
I nod.
“ It's yours,” he says simply.
I blush deeply and look down.
“ Now, let me feel yours,” Julian says, his
eyes gleaming with mischief.
I swat his hand away. “You just want to feel me
up!”
“ Well, it's the position of your heart. That's
just how the human body is built. I can't help it if I have to put
my hand over your gorgeous breast to feel your heart...” he
deadpans and cups his hand over my breast. His fingers begin to
tease my nipple, which responds to his touch instantly. It lengthens
and hardens until Julian loses his facade of restraint. Lowering his
head, he suckles me hard, making me gasp in pain and pleasure.
Weakly, I push him away and when he kisses me, I can
feel the smile on his lips.
“ Satisfied much?” I ask, arching one
eyebrow.
“ Very.” Julian sighs deeply and pulls me
tighter into his arms. “Stay, Sophia. Stay here, with me.”
“ I love you, Julian, but I won't stay. I want us
to be together, but not living together. Not yet,” I reply
softly but firmly.
He sits up immediately, staring at me. “What are
your plans?” he asks quietly at last.
I smile, and take his hand. “I'm going to apply
for a proper job. I worked as a secretary before and I was a darned
good one. I'm sure if I looked hard enough, I'll get the position I
want. I just haven't been looking, and I haven't been applying
myself. I sort of just wallowed and wandered, and drifted for longer
than necessary. It's time. It's time to stop dying and start
living.” Julian smiles when I quote his exact words back to
him.
“ But you could still stay here and work...”
Julian argues.
I shake my head adamantly. “No. I'd like to work
and pay my own rent. Have some space, some independence, some time.
And I'd really like to go out with you...sometime. Lots of times.
Every weekend and every...” I stop myself before I can blurt
out 'every day'. I do want to be with him, but I have to stop myself
from diving off the cliff and landing in a bloody heap at the foot of
whichever man I've allowed to hold me captive. I have to grow a
spine, and thirty is a late age to be growing one. But never late
than never.
Julian tilts his head at me, studying me. His
I close my eyes and keep moving as he pounds hard and
fast into me. There isn't time to prepare my mind and body for the
sudden ferocious orgasm that whips through me. The shattering
pleasure explodes from my hip to every nerve in my body, and I scream
his name over and over again. His name is still on my lips when I
open my eyes and see his handsome face above me, his fingers
caressing my erect, glistening nipples. He kisses my eyelids and
pulls his cock out of me. I see him smirk when I whimper at the
sudden emptiness. Turning my trembling body in its side, he kisses
my shoulder and continues kissing down the curve of my waist and
hips. I push back against his body, feeling his erection stabbing
into my butt.
Breathing heavily, Julian pulls me up gently by the
waist. I lower myself on my elbows and knees, letting him take me
from behind. He pushes into me easily, and begins to thrust
furiously. He is not fucking me gently this time, but hard and
urgent. The need, the hunger, the lust is almost primal and feral.
I begin to pant and he moves his hand from my hip to stroke my
clitoris. He slicks my juices over my nub and rubs it, harder and
harder in time with his thrusts. I feel his lips on my shoulder, his
teeth nipping my ear before kissing down my back. My name tears from
his throat just as I climax. His own release follows swiftly, and my
walls milk his cock greedily and repeatedly as he shudders and pulses
in me. Letting out a shaky breath, he continues moving in me until
finally, he slides completely out of me and we collapse on the bed.
His strong arms find me immediately, pulling me against
his chest. I can feel his heart thudding strongly against my palm.
“Can you feel my heart?” he whispers, smiling.
I nod.
“ It's yours,” he says simply.
I blush deeply and look down.
“ Now, let me feel yours,” Julian says, his
eyes gleaming with mischief.
I swat his hand away. “You just want to feel me
up!”
“ Well, it's the position of your heart. That's
just how the human body is built. I can't help it if I have to put
my hand over your gorgeous breast to feel your heart...” he
deadpans and cups his hand over my breast. His fingers begin to
tease my nipple, which responds to his touch instantly. It lengthens
and hardens until Julian loses his facade of restraint. Lowering his
head, he suckles me hard, making me gasp in pain and pleasure.
Weakly, I push him away and when he kisses me, I can
feel the smile on his lips.
“ Satisfied much?” I ask, arching one
eyebrow.
“ Very.” Julian sighs deeply and pulls me
tighter into his arms. “Stay, Sophia. Stay here, with me.”
“ I love you, Julian, but I won't stay. I want us
to be together, but not living together. Not yet,” I reply
softly but firmly.
He sits up immediately, staring at me. “What are
your plans?” he asks quietly at last.
I smile, and take his hand. “I'm going to apply
for a proper job. I worked as a secretary before and I was a darned
good one. I'm sure if I looked hard enough, I'll get the position I
want. I just haven't been looking, and I haven't been applying
myself. I sort of just wallowed and wandered, and drifted for longer
than necessary. It's time. It's time to stop dying and start
living.” Julian smiles when I quote his exact words back to
him.
“ But you could still stay here and work...”
Julian argues.
I shake my head adamantly. “No. I'd like to work
and pay my own rent. Have some space, some independence, some time.
And I'd really like to go out with you...sometime. Lots of times.
Every weekend and every...” I stop myself before I can blurt
out 'every day'. I do want to be with him, but I have to stop myself
from diving off the cliff and landing in a bloody heap at the foot of
whichever man I've allowed to hold me captive. I have to grow a
spine, and thirty is a late age to be growing one. But never late
than never.
Julian tilts his head at me, studying me. His
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