Page 59 of Beauty Of Her

“I know.” My fingers laced with hers, and the warmth of her skin heated mine. “But I’m here and not going anywhere. Unless you want me to. And even then, I won’t be so easy to get rid of.”

Julia swallowed, her large brown orbs glassy. “I’m sorry I’ve been distant the last two weeks. It’s just that after speaking to Peter and squaring away the whole custody flare-up, it got me thinking about us. What is it you want? You deserve a full future, too.”

I leaned closer, my voice gentle yet unwavering. "Julia, I don't have all the answers. But I want to be with you, to build a life together.”

“But what is it you want to build together?”

I exhaled a hiss of air through my nose. “If this is about kids, I don’t know. But if we’re committed to each other, I’d like to think we can work through things.” I paused, swallowing. “If there’s something major enough to work through.”

“Come on, Brett.” Julia snorted. “Every relationship has things to work through.”

“Okay, and what if it is kids? What if I suddenly want one with you one day? Would you say no if we’re so committed to each other, in love, and such a strong team?”

Julia frowned. And it wasn’t like I decided I wanted a child at that moment. Still, I was deflated, seeing she couldn’t understand my commitment toward her. At this point, I’d literally do anything just to keep Julia. Some might say the number of concessions I’d make for this woman was unhealthy. But in my heart, it was what I needed.

“Forget I said anything.” Julia shifted. “I think I’m just nervous about tonight, that’s all.” She rubbed her hands over her arms, fighting off some chill.

I pulled her close, draping my long arm over Julia’s shoulders, bringing her into my nook. I kissed the top of her head, breathing in her flowery perfume, and melted against her. Reaching forward, I closed the partition to the front, blocking the driver from seeing and hearing us. Casting my eyes down, Julia’s long legs made my cock twitch. It had been a few days since I had the chance to taste her, and of all times, now wasn’t the ideal place, but I couldn’t wait.

Julia caught my animal raw stare out of the corner of her eye. “What are you doing?” The corner of her mouth lifted as I positioned my body in front of hers, kneeling. If I was being honest, I hated the conversation we just had. It was the first sign of something that could break us, where one person gave up or gave into a situation they didn’t feel quite right in, so I needed a big distraction. And having Julia come against my mouth sounded perfect. She just didn’t know the plan yet.

“You said you were nervous about tonight. So, I’d like to help you relax.” I ran my hands along her smooth inner thighs. Julia's eyes widened, curiosity stirring, as I continued moving higher up her legs, stopping just short of her core. She parted her legs slightly, subconsciously inviting me in. My fingers lingered there for a moment, bathing in the heat radiating from her body, the place between her legs. I leaned in closer, my breath hot against her skin.

Her eyes softened, and a sultry smile spread across her face. “Um, can he hear anything?” Julia pointed to the closed partition.

“We have complete privacy. I made sure of it.” I threw a wicked smile her way and hooked a finger inside the crotch of her thong, pulling it aside. I leaned up, pulling Julia behind her neck to meet my hungry lips. Our kiss was desperate, tongues intertwined, and everything about our movements were deliberate yet sloppy. Pulling away, I gazed at her glistening lips, wet from our saliva.

"What a way to start the night," Julia whispered, her voice breathy and lustful. She reclined into the leather seat, her eyes never leaving mine.

As I retreated from her mouth, tracing featherlight kisses down her neck, Julia’s hand tangled in my hair and tugged me back up. “What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I want you to fuck me.”

I forgot to breathe briefly because it was the last thing I expected to hear. Whenever I had started this dance, Julia surrendered to my need to pleasure her. But something about her boldness set me on fire. I wasted no time and launched myself into the seat next to Julia and grabbed her waist until she straddled my lap. She held herself up to avoid messing up the front of my pants from her dripping center. Our fingers fumbled with my belt buckle, and when we got it opened, she hoisted her black dress above her taut thighs. I lifted my hips high enough to push down my pants, releasing my throbbing cock.

With a quick motion, she guided my throbbing erection to her entrance and paused, looking into my eyes. “I couldn’t stop thinking about this once I saw you in this suit.” She bit her bottom lip.

I cupped her face, guiding those pink, supple lips to mine in a deep, lustful kiss. "Fuck, yes. I want you more than anything." With that, I grabbed her hips, positioned her over me, and slid into her tight cunt. Julia moaned into my mouth as we connected, our bodies sinking into one another in perfect harmony.

Our movements were urgent and primal, fueled by the fire building for the last few days. As I thrust into her, Julia gripped my biceps, her nails digging into the muscle. She began to match my rhythm, her hips grinding against me with an eagerness that only fueled my desire.

"Oh, baby," she whispered. “Right there, right there, right there.” Her voice cracked, sending me even wilder.

As I pounded into Julia’s pussy, her muscles squeezed my cock, her breaths grew shorter, and her moans grew louder. My bruising fingers punished her smoldering flesh. With each thrust, she was closer to release, and I wanted to share the moment with her.

"Julia, I'm so fucking close," I rasped. "I wanna feel you come around me first."

Her eyes locked onto mine, hunger and passion burning within them. "Then come. Fill me up. I want all of it."

I lost control. My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, my body shuddering as I unloaded into her. Her body convulsed, her moans becoming louder and more ragged as she rode her climax, continuing to milk me. Her muscles squeezed my cock tighter as if trying to pull every last drop from me. When we finally returned to earth, we lay in each other's arms, our bodies still one. Julia's soft breaths caressed my neck, her heartbeat steady against my chest. We didn't speak for a while, just basking in the afterglow of our passion.

I pulled out of her, reaching for a tissue to clean up, tending to Julia first. I helped fix her dress, pushed back a few wild strands of freshly fucked hair behind her ear. And I didn’t think it was possible, but she looked even more beautiful than she did when I picked her up. After I fixed myself, the car slowed to the party, neither of us exchanging a word since the amazing fuck we just shared.

I laced Julia’s hand in mine, gazed at her, and put my hand on the door handle. “We’re here. Are you ready to officially meet my mother?”

I was a few steps away from officially meeting Brett’s mother and felt cheap. It was a mistake to have sex with Brett on the car ride here. The guilt of what we just did coursed through my bones, and the stickiness between my thighs was a poor complement to my attire. Obviously, the sex was amazing; it always was with Brett. Each time topped the previous one like our bodies knew what the others needed and never failed. What bothered me most was we were in the midst of a serious conversation about our relationship goals. The focus seemed to get swept under the carpet because Brett liked keeping things light, and I wasn’t going to lie that I welcomed his airy energy most of the time. But we needed to settle certain things before either fell too hard, which was probably too late already.

I kept smoothing the front of my dress out of nerves while Brett’s confident grip on my hand steered us throughout the grand hall, filled with throngs of people in his industry. Servers carried champagne flutes held high over their heads, and others passed by us with finger foods. The aroma spilling off the trays of fried finger foods set my stomach into a growl. I hoped Brett would take the hint, but instead, he went for the alcohol and passed me a flute of bubbly champagne.

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