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Kurt’s mouth finding my sensitive spot effectively pulls me out of my head. All thoughts disappear, and all worries evaporate as my back arches and fireworks fill my mind. I squirm under Kurt but he doesn’t let me go. He holds my hands and looks up at me from between my legs. I watch him and bite my lip to keep from being too loud, my reactions only seem to encourage Kurt and he works even harder to make me feel so good. It isn’t long before a wave of pleasure is crashing over me.

Chapter 42

Kurt

Juliana tastes delicious and I can’t get enough. Her squirming is making it hard to do my best but she doesn’t seem to notice. She closes her eyes and I watch her face conforming, twisting with all of the emotions taking over. Her moans are soft and timid and I vow to get her to feel comfortable enough to lose control. Her hands squeeze mine, and she holds on tight. When she finishes, she releases my hands, breathing heavily. Instead of stopping, I slide one hand up her stomach to grip her breast and bring the other hand down to meet my mouth, pushing into her wetness.

Juliana gasps and I can feel her legs quivering on either side of my face. She does not last nearly as long this time and is soon grabbing my hair, crying out.

Finally, I stop, letting her lie back and relax. I sit up, still between her legs, wiping my mouth off. I look down at her and she looks so content with a little smile on her face. I reach down and touch her cheek softly. Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at me.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Yes,” Juliana speaks, breathless. “That was…wow.”

Juliana can’t seem to find words but her response makes me smile. The ego boost is not needed but I am happy that I made her feel good. She starts to sit up, her skirt falling back down to cover her as she reaches for my pants once again.

I really want to let her but I can see that she is getting sleepy and I don’t want her to think that she has to reciprocate. “Juliana, you don’t have to,” I tell her. She looks up at me with a little frown. “I’m not saying I don’t want you to, believe me, I do. But I know today has been such a long day. We have time,” I say to her and she looks relieved. I can tell she wants to please me as well but she is still holding back for another reason, so I don’t want her to feel pressured to do anything else tonight. I am more than content with just pleasing her.

“Are you sure?” Juliana asks and I nod. “I’m sorry.”

“No, Juliana. You have no reason to be sorry,” I tell her, trying to reassure her.

“But…” Juliana trails off as her eyes go to my bulging crotch. I chuckle a little and sit back on the couch, pulling Juliana into my lap.

“It’s fine. It will go away soon,” I say and then I think better of it and slide her off my lap, she frowns. “Probably better to keep you off of me.” Juliana blushes at my explanation but nods, understanding.

“Uhm, I think I should go shower and get ready for bed,” Juliana says, standing up, her skirt falling back into place. Her chest is heaving as she breathes heavily, trying to calm down. I can’t take my eyes off her chest, her nipples poking through her top. I look away because it does nothing to help my situation.

“Okay, yeah. I think I am going to finish this episode then I need to take a cold shower,” I say with a chuckle.

“Alright, I will try not to take too long,” Juliana says, backing away from me.

“Take your time,” I tell her as she leaves the living room. I watch her go, admiring her ass as she walks away. I drag my eyes back to the TV and let out a breath. I was not expecting that to happen tonight but I was more than pleasantly surprised. I want to go further but I don’t want Juliana to feel uncomfortable or rushed. I am willing to wait for her.

The thought shocks me but I realize that I really like her. I want her to feel comfortable and safe with me. I want to explore with her and help her open up.

I hear the shower turn on and immediately start to picture her. I want to join her but I don’t think that would be appropriate yet. Instead, I sit on the couch, trying and failing to pay attention to the TV show. The minutes pass by agonizingly slow and eventually Juliana comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her.

“The bathroom is all yours,” Juliana tells me and I look over at her. Her body is still glistening with beads of water and her cheeks are still flushed from the evening's activities.

“Okay, thank you.” I wait a few more minutes before turning off the TV and getting up to go shower. The bathroom smells like Juliana, and I breathe her in. The smell of her shampoo almost makes me hard again. I quickly turn on the shower, stripping down to take a cold shower.

When I finish in the bathroom, nothing in my mind has been cleared up and when I see Juliana reading in bed, my heart beats faster. I smile at her but she doesn’t look up, too engrossed in her book. I set all my things on my bedside table and climb into bed. Juliana looks over at me and she smiles sweetly. I move closer to her, draping my arm over her thighs, as I lay on my stomach. She sets her book on my arm and I chuckle.

“You comfortable?” Juliana asks, looking down at me snuggling into her side.

“Yes, very,” I admit, closing my eyes and yawning.

“Do you want me to turn off the light for you to go to sleep?”

“No, it’s okay. Read as long as you like. I do have work tomorrow so my alarm will probably wake you up,” I remind her.

“Oh, it’s okay. I have work too. I should probably go to bed,” Juliana agrees. She sets her book on her nightstand and then she turns off the light. I let go of her while she wiggles down to get comfortable then put my arm back out, this time across her stomach.

We lay in the dark in silence for a few minutes but I can tell she is still awake.

“Should we talk about what happened tonight?” I ask, my voice a shock in the quiet.

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