Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
This morning, when I woke up, I remembered we had the double date tonight and then we’d be leaving for Fort Lauderdale in the morning, so I decided some shopping was in order.
“I don’t like that you’ve been hiding out,” he says, sliding his hand around to my backside and squeezing. “But I’m completely on board with this dress.”
“If you like this dress, you should see the outfits and lingerie I bought for this weekend.”
I take the hand that’s not grabbing my ass and glide it under my dress to my lace panties. “These are brand-new.”
“You can’t do shit like this before we’re due to leave for dinner,” he murmurs, making no effort to remove his hand from my panties. “I’m going to be hard, thinking about you the entire meal.”
“Well, we wouldn’t want that, now would we?” I taunt, rubbing his already-forming erection.
“Red,” he groans. “We’re going to be late.”
“Not if we hurry.”
I unbutton and unzip his pants and pull his hard length out, then drop to my knees and take him in my mouth. The head is soft, and as I glide my lips along his shaft, taking him down my throat, I moan around him, loving how good he smells and tastes since he just got out of the shower.
I bob my head up and down, working his cock over while I gently fondle his balls, just how he likes it. When I glance up through my lashes, I catch him staring down at me in awe.
“So fucking perfect,” he murmurs, lovingly stroking my cheek while I fuck him with my mouth.
I never thought I would be this woman—on her knees for a man—but Julian doesn’t treat me like I’m less than him. He sees me as his equal, his partner, in and out of the bedroom.
Falling in love wasn’t what was supposed to happen when I came here, but he’s quickly come to mean so much to me. I wasn’t expecting him, but now, I can’t imagine not having him.
“Baby, I’m going to come,” he mutters, gently pulling my face off his cock. “Come here.”
He helps me to my feet and then lifts me onto the dresser.
I pull my dress up to my hips so it doesn’t rip, and then he spreads my legs.
He drops to his knees and tugs my panties down my thighs.
“These are drenched,” he says, fisting them and making a show of inhaling the scent.
He tosses them to the side and opens my legs so he can lick up my center. I’m sensitive to his touch, and I damn near come on the spot. With a chuckle, he sucks on my clit, and within seconds, I’m climaxing all over his tongue.
He gives my pussy an open-mouthed kiss, then stands and pulls my legs to the edge. Without giving me a chance to come down from my orgasm, he thrusts into me, filling me to the hilt.
Without holding back, he fucks me like he’s claiming me all over again. His hand palms my cheek, and his mouth comes down on mine, kissing me with so much passion that I get lost in everything that is Julian Parker. The world around us no longer exists. The rumors and whispers have disappeared. And for this moment, it’s just us, making love, everything and everyone else be damned.
His hand that was holding my face glides down my neck, and he breaks the kiss, wrapping his fingers around my throat.
“You’re mine,” he murmurs, fucking me deep and hard with steady thrusts. “Till death do us part.”
He slides his hand down to my breast and pinches my nipple through the material. With my body being hypersensitive, it’s enough to send me over the precipice. I clench around Julian’s cock, and he falls over the edge with me.
“Thank you,” I murmur as we stay connected, both of us catching our breath.
“For sex?” He smirks. “Baby, you never have to thank me for fucking my wife.”
“No,” I say with a laugh. “For not letting me run and for being patient with me the past few days. I don’t know what’s going on with me, but this whole video thing has really hit me hard. I feel so all over the place.”
“I’ve got you,” he says. “Whatever happens, we’re in it together.”
He presses a soft kiss to my lips and then pulls out, quickly grabbing a shirt from nearby to catch his cum that’s slowly leaking out of me.
He helps me off the dresser, and then we both head to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
We’re late to meet Nora and Ryder for dinner, but as I told Julian, it was well worth it.
“Oh God, Ryder, must you order something so fishy?” Nora whines for what feels like the millionth time tonight.
First, she complained it was too hot in here—apparently pregnant women run warm. Then, she asked to be moved because the gentleman sitting too close to us had cologne that made her want to throw up. Once we were seated again, she complained that the music was too loud—she’s had horrible headaches throughout the pregnancy, and she isn’t allowed to take anything strong. Now, the fish Ryder ordered is too fishy.