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"You weren't joking about that nightcap," I teased.

"It was a spontaneous idea to lure you here."

He gave me the shot, and I sniffed it.

"I’ll chug it, but you can sip it if you prefer."

"Oh, that'll get me good and drunk."

I did take a sip, though, because I wasn't sure if I could drink it quickly. I was never a shot drinker. "Delicious."

"I told you."

"It's soft and aromatic."

Julian immediately downed his, and I followed suit. It didn't even really burn my throat, which was perfect. It allowed me to savor the flavors more.

"I feel my feet melting already," I said in earnest, walking up to him. "A great nightcap. But just so you know, it wasn't really necessary. You could've just lured me here with this." I fondled his right bicep. "Or this." I moved on to his left one. "Or this." I placed my palms over his pecs. "I really wouldn’t mind which. I would've fallen hook, line, and sinker anyway."

Julian laughed, but his eyes flashed and then darkened as his pupils dilated. He took our two empty shot glasses and put them on the counter, moving with so much precision that you'd think he was performing surgery.

He turned to me, and I practically saw the moment his control slipped completely away and instinct took over. A thrill coiled through me, and then Julian kissed me even hotter than at the store, and far deeper. And yet I couldn't get enough.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Julian

I had no idea how I'd managed to keep myself in check all evening, but I could no longer do it. I needed this woman—her mouth, her skin, her body. I wanted all her sounds of pleasure and her release.

I kept an arm around her back. With the other one, I pressed her into me, flattening my palm over her ass. I wanted her to feel that I was already hard.

"Julian," she murmured, then put her lips around my Adam's apple, sucking at it.

Fucking hell.

I walked her away from the kitchen counter. I had to get her upstairs quickly. My cock twitched, and I lowered my head to capture her mouth again, tangling our tongues. I wanted this woman so damn badly. I needed her naked right now. I reached for the fly of her jeans before we approached the staircase.

I wanted to get rid of the barrier and quickly unzipped them, pushing her pants past her ass. She was wearing a thong, leaving her practically bare. Her skin was soft, and I couldn’t stop fondling her.

Abruptly, I stepped back a few inches, turning her around and lowering myself onto my haunches. She was already two steps above me, which was perfect because her ass was right in my face. I moved my lips and tongue over each globe.

"Julian!" Her voice shook.

When I put two fingers between her thighs, pressing them against her panties, her knees gave in momentarily. I immediately grabbed her left thigh to keep her stable as I teased her ass cheeks while I moved my fingers back and forth, back and forth. She was already drenched, and my erection was so hard that I couldn't stand the pressure of the zipper anymore, so I immediately opened the button and yanked down my zipper. As she got wetter and wetter, I reached inside my boxers and grabbed my cock, squeezing it long and hard, trying to stave off my release.

Georgie looked over her shoulder and then turned slightly, glancing down at me.

"Oh my God, Julian."

Her lips were red from how much she'd bitten into them. I was going to make her come right here on the staircase. I slipped my fingers under the fabric of her panties, caressing her bare skin. Her shoulders buckled forward as she pushed her ass right into my face, nearly knocking me over. Then she straightened up abruptly.

"Julian, oh my God! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you."

"Babe, you can put that gorgeous ass on my face anytime. I don't mind. In fact, I love it."

I touched her clit, squeezing it between my fingers. Once again, she buckled forward, gripping the banister. Then she started a rhythmic move with her hips, back and forth, back and forth, rubbing herself against my fingers even more. She was so damn exquisite that I risked blowing in my pants, so I let go of my cock even though I needed the pressure now more than ever. But I couldn't touch myself and focus on her at the same time. I needed to give her more.

While I kept pinching her clit between my forefinger and middle finger, I pushed my thumb inside her pussy. I curved it, knowing it would brush her G-spot. Georgie was overwhelmed right away.

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