I can feel the controlled tension steaming from Julian’s body as he pulls my panties down and yanks them like some sort of distraction. Then he effortlessly rolls my body to my stomach.
He whispers as well as bites my shoulder, “I’ll show you how much you mean to me. I’ve always wanted to appear before you, and you’ve driven me crazy for years because I couldn’t do it right away.” He then sucks my earlobe, coaxing me as his hand slides down the line of my buttocks, then touches the tip of his finger to my inner labia. “If only I’d known what you went through,” he laments, “I wouldn’t have wasted time chasing you.”
“You mean saving me from my misery,” I clarify.
“Does it sound like that?” He thrusts two fingers through my opening.
“Ahh…” I let out a helpless moan. “You already had feelings for me back then.”
“I do, and I love you even more than you think. Because of that, I’ve done some stupid things.”
“That includes coming to Whitlock just to see me...”
“That, as well.”
I would have jumped on him and owned him like this if I had known. He’s right. I’ve already become ravenous.
His fingers pierced me, striking every sensitive nerve that caused my buttocks to curl up. He’s so ruthless, and our noises drive me crazy. I climaxed right away, but he didn’t stop. A violent moan escapes my throat. I’m hoping these rooms are soundproof.
He sucks on my shoulder, marking me, followed by another at my back. He then arouses me by squeezing one of my breasts and moving his lips to my nape. “I need to be inside you right now,” he murmurs wildly.
His other hand moves down, and he rubs his rock-hard shaft against my cleft.
I groan, already immensely aroused. “Please, just take me.”
He laughs. “Easy, precious. I will.”
“I’m on the pill.”
“Really?” His tone is enthused. “Why didn’t you just say so?”
“Ah!”
Julian fills me with a single, mind-blowing plunge. Inside of me, he feels hot, naked, thick, and huge. “Damn, you feel so naked,” he says quietly.
As he continues his ferocious grind against the cheeks of my rear end, my eyes close, and my face falls back against the bedsheet in a frenzy.
God, he’s so good at this. I clutch onto a pillow, allowing the center of my being to feel only him.
“Are you okay?”
“So good. You feel so good…”
He lavishes his attention on me. He’s licking, nibbling, and sucking on my neck, ears, shoulder, and back to stimulate and excite me, and he’s selflessly providing me with pleasure. He takes me to another intense climax.
“Mm…” As he rolls me over again and claims my mouth in a deep kiss, I purr ecstatically.
As my legs twine around his waist, they feel weightless. He slides into me once more.
I let out a gasp of pleasure, still trembling from his ministrations. I spread out for him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders to accommodate him. His beautiful eyes and face bore into mine as he reeled his hips against my thighs.
He makes love to me with quick, deep thrusts. His thumb runs over my clit and launches me into another delicious orgasm. I feel the sincerity of his ownership. I can tell because of the roughness of his breath. I’m delighted that I can make him lose control in this way.
Julian’s hips buck furiously as he emits a long, low bellow that echoes across his bedroom. He kisses my head, catching his breath before pulling away from me.
Not surprisingly, his shaft remains erect and focused as he collapses next to me.
“I can smell you all over me.” He looks at me. “Hey, I’ve been thinking about this a lot recently, but I’m not going to ask you to do it right away.”
“What is it?”
“I can’t get enough of this... of us. Consider how wonderful it will be if I sleep and wake up next to you every morning.”
“Another dream?”
He beams. “A fantasy.”
I giggle. “Are you sure?”
“Oh, don’t tempt me. Not when I’m trying to be patient.”
“Why not? Maybe I want it too.” I lie on my back and gaze up at the ceiling. “But you’re right. There are far too many factors to consider. That includes telling Kristoff about us.”
“I’ll tell Kristoff when the time comes.”
“No. We“I’ll never win an argument with you—” he pulls me back to his chest “—and you’ve got a competition to win. I’d love to see you up there.”
I burst out laughing as I remembered John Pitch’s email to me. “You sound like my benefactor.”
His brow furrows. “Maybe he just wants to see you succeed.”
“I’m aware of that.” I plant a kiss on his lush lips. But he continues the sweet kiss by cupping the back of my neck. He slowly gets off the bed and begins carrying me to the bathroom.
***
After we showered together, Julian dressed me in fresh underwear and pajamas. I can see why I need so many pairs now. I’ll have to change several times a day after sex.
Julian sits beside me on the bed, and I relax my head on his chest. He’s resting his head on his arm.
“I’ve been to a homeless shelter,” I start, continuing our previous conversation. “I considered myself lucky because the lady caretaker, Tia, was kind enough to offer me a bed without lining up. I, too, was entitled to free meals. She looked after me because she thought I was too young to be alone in such a situation. I didn’t see her again after I worked at the coffee shop.”
“I’m glad you didn’t because that means you didn’t go back to that place.” He strokes my hair lovingly, but I can feel the agitation in his chest.
“I was afraid to return, but I miss her sometimes.”
“Anya, I can’t imagine a young girl sleeping with strangers of all ages and genders around her. They could have taken advantage of you... or even touched you.”
“There are many nice people there, Julian. Homelessness does not imply that they are filthy or would commit a crime. Some were aggressive, but Tia made sure I was safe. In the end, they were just as unfortunate as I was. I felt bad for those I had left there, curious about their future. At the same time, the scholarship means a lot to me. It saved my life. I’d like to thank my benefactor in person for providing me with an education and a roof.”
“You deserve it, and I’m sure he understands how grateful you are.”
I snuggle even more into Julian’s side. “All of the important people in my life had slipped away. That was why I was afraid to become too attached to someone and trust them. It doesn’t mean I’d assume they’d die on me but leaving is the same.”
“Did someone else leave you?”
I nod. “I had a friend there. Sarah. Tia was watching out for her, too. We worked together for four months to help Tia. I even dropped out of school. But when Sarah found the people she was looking for, she left us and stole Tia’s life savings. Anyway, Tia’s the one who found me a job at the coffee shop.”
That was the turning point in my life.
“To cut a long story short, you went back to high school, and we met,” Julian concludes.
“Yes. I’m suddenly like Cinderella. You and my benefactor are my fairy godmothers. A fairytale come true.”
“You’re not like her at all. You didn’t get where you are now by chance.” He kisses the back of my neck. “Unless you leave me before the clock strikes twelve.”
I chortle. “Where else could I possibly go? Breathing the same air as you makes me feel alive.” I glance at the wall-mounted digital clock. “And it’s also twelve-fifty-five.”
“See? You’re not Cinderella.”
“If you aren’t the fairy godmother, then you’re probably the prince.” I yawn. “And I caught a very charming one...”