Page 35 of Heartless Pucker in Love

His pants dropped and so did his boxers. In all his naked glory?and it was freaking glorious?he stepped closer. My eyes dropped below his waist and my eyes widened. I totally got it now. Why women flocked him. He was perfect. His erection jutted, long and thick between powerful thighs. I imagined if sex-gods were real, this was how they’d look. He joined me in bed and loomed over me with carnal intent in his eyes that were glued to my mouth.

Before I could utter a word to tell him to be careful with his wrist, he kissed me hard and fast and moved on before my sex-muddled brain could catch up. His mouth moved over my breasts again, lavishing the nipples with attention until I was hot and panting and squirming. Then he trailed kisses down my abdomen until his breath fanned my mound. Thank goodness I had indulged in a little lady-escaping this morning. His head dipped, and I gasped, “Wait!”

His eyes snapped to me. “For real?”

“Not that I don’t want this, but you have to take things easy.”

He lifted a brow and let out a laugh. “Thanks for your concern, but even if both of my wrists were broken and my entire torso was in a cast up to my neck, this would still happen. As long as my mouth and dick are in perfect health, it’s a go, baby.”

A beat of silence ticked by before my giggles circulated the room. Smirking, Julian dipped his head between my legs. His tongue gave my clit several teasing strokes that took my breath away. When his mouth latched on, I gasped and wantonly lifted my hips to give him better access.

Holy oral sex god. I’ve never gotten it this good. It was only my second time but...wow. I got so worked up by his skilled ministrations I almost blurted out that I was officially in love with his mouth. Luckily, I was able to hold back my declaration and spare myself the humiliation. Although, Julian seemed to always be amused by the embarrassing things I tend to blurt out. Unlike everyone else who looked at me as I was the strangest thing they'd ever laid eyes on.

My legs were draped over his shoulders, and I tried not to clench them too tightly around him as my next orgasm ripped through me. I didn’t want to hurt him. “Julian.” His name was torn from my lips as I shuddered.

“I love it when you call my name like that,” he purred with my clit still between his lips. It almost sent me sky-rocketing again. He continued to tease me, his tongue circling my clit then sliding between my folds to lap up my fluids. “You taste so good. I want to stay here all night.”

Lips parted and chest heaving, I lifted my head to gaze at him with wide eyes. The way he was just casually lounging between my thighs literally drinking me in as if this was something we did every day was too much. He was out of my sexual league for sure. Each movement of his tongue sent aftershocks through me. My entire body was hypersensitive, and I kept shivering uncontrollably. I was overwhelmed with too many sensations.

“No more,” I panted. “I mean more. I mean...oh my God, I need a minute to recover.”

Julian lifted his head, a satisfied smirk on his face. He knew he’d done a stellar job. I would have been irritated by his smugness if he didn’t deserve to be. The man had mad skills.

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JULIAN

I slid my way back up April’s body, my lips moving over skin. It was hard to resist kissing every part of her. She was just so incredible. Her body was made to be worshipped. Every tempting dip and curve of her was delicious. I wanted relief from my almost painful arousal, but I had no problem pleasuring her until the sun rose. The sight of her writhing in pleasure before shattering was my new favorite thing to watch.

Her eyes were closed so I took the chance to stare at her. Her long lashes rested on her flushed cheeks. Her lips were pink; the bottom one a little swollen from her biting down on it as if to contain her orgasm. My assessment moved on to her chest with that hot as fuck nipple ring. Jesus. April had a hidden wild side. Maybe I should change her nickname to Wild Child. She was beautiful, and I was officially worried. I swallowed hard, wondering why I wasn’t balls deep in her yet. I was taking the time to admire her. That just wasn’t normal Julian behavior. I pleasured a woman until she screamed and begged for more then I went on to give her more while getting my own gratification. Then we’d be done, and I’d detach...not that there was even any profound attachment in the first place.

Yet, there I was taking in April’s beauty, willing to bypass my own pleasure to cuddle with her. I was a little terrified by my new feelings. Her eyes fluttered open to collide with mine, and I was hit in the chest with something.

“Julian,” she breathed. “That was...I’ve never had such amazing...not that I’ve never...that was the best…”

I waited, eyebrows raised for her to express whatever it is she was trying to say.

Her eyes widened and the pink in her cheeks brightened. I pursed my lips as I waited for her to mutter something about Awkward April. She closed her eyes and groaned. “Okay, what I said before about having lots of great sex, I lied.” She looked so embarrassed and so adorable that I couldn’t let her see my amusement.

I slanted my mouth over hers so she wouldn't see my smile. Her finger threaded through my hair as our kiss intensified, and I felt her relax. The flavor of her was still on my lips so I knew she could taste herself. “Damn it,” I growled against her lips.

“What?”

“Just a sec.” Reluctantly, I moved away from her and shuffled out of bed. I grabbed one of the condoms I had strewn in my suitcase and hurried back to my prize. She looked good, naked and ready for me. I was about to tear the packet open when she sat up and said, “Wait. Let me.”

“I can do it.” This goddamn cast would not stand in my way. If I didn’t have any arms, I’d use my fucking toes to put the condom on. That’s how hot I was for her, hot enough to achieve the impossible.

“I want to do it.”

On her knees, breast swaying?a riveting sight?she tore the packet open and slid it onto me. With excruciating slowness, she rolled it down, holding my gaze. She didn’t appear to be too nervous now. I was so entranced, so aroused, I almost nutted in the condom and had to take a deep breath to center myself. She laid back, scooted to the middle of the bed, and opened her legs. Her knees were bent and she propped herself up on her elbows. I stared at her pussy as if I were caught in a spell. She was exquisite. Mentally wiping away my drool, I re-joined her. On my knees, between her legs, I caressed her thigh, wishing I could explore her with both hands. Her skin felt like warm silk, and I couldn’t get enough of touching her. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I positioned my tip against her entrance.

“Tell me what you want, April.” My voice was thick with need.

Her breath hitched and her blush spread from her face to her chest. “You...inside me.”

The breathy words drove me wild. Surging forward, I savored the way her warm channel clenched tightly around me. It made my eyes roll over and I grunted, “You feel so good.” Her responding moan was drawn out as she arched her back, thrusting her tits up. I swear, I’d never get tired of staring at her chest. The further I went, the tighter her muscles clenched me. I almost lost my control. It was insane. I’d never been a two-pump chump, yet there I was on the brink of shattering the moment I got the feel of April. I paused to stare down at her with amazement and to regain my composure. After a couple of steadying breaths, I indulge in her some more.

Each of my thrusts sent her breasts bouncing and my mouth watered. I wanted to bend down and tease them with my mouth but April was right, I still had to take it easy. In a few weeks when I was fully healed, I was going to do everything I wanted to do to her. This moment, however, was still incredible.

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