Page 56 of Heartless Pucker in Love

I peeked at him through my lashes, trying to hide my excitement. The things I did to him? What about the things he did to me? I’d never feel like this with anyone else, I just knew it. Sitting up, I smirked, feeling that wild side he brought out taking over. “It is, and since you’re leaving in the morning, I should give you a proper send-off.” I shuffled until I was on my knees in front of him.

I looked up with a small smile, satisfied that his eyes were wide and clouded with anticipation. His throat bobbed up and down when he gulped. I loved shocking him like this, driving him as wild as he drove me. Undoing his belt and zipper, I freed him and wrapped my palm around his thick length. He inhaled sharply, jerking in my hand.

“I’ve never done this before,” I admitted, “but I want to do it with you.”

“Jesus,” he groaned but the look in his eyes told me he was pleased. “April, you’re killing me.”

I batted my lashes and smiled. “In a good way I hope.”

“In the best way, sweetness,” he replied huskily. “After this, we’re going to your place and I’m going to make you cum so many times, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

My jaw hung on its hinges, and it took me a few seconds to recover. Heat seared my cheeks. His words still made me blush even though I was on my knees with my mouth hovering over his cock. The things that came out of his mouth sometimes just took a little getting used to. “Well...that...that…”

“Sounds good?” He grinned.

I smiled back at him. He always knew what I wanted to say when I got flustered. The grin he wore disappeared when my tongue flicked over his tip. His sharp inhale echoed in the limo. Experimentally, I took him into my mouth. His hips jerked forward and he groaned. Taking that as a sign that I was doing fine, I cupped his balls and took him deeper.

His hands flew up to fist my hair. I paused and reached up to take off my flower crown. “Let me take this off.”

“No.” His voice was thick with desire. “Leave it. I feel like I’m being blown by a garden nymph, and it’s really hot.”

Eyes locked with his, I blinked and then let out a laugh. “Garden nymph? You’re crazy.”

“So you keep saying. I’m crazy about you.” He trailed a finger tenderly over my cheek.

My breath hitched as I gazed into his eyes. What I saw in his orbs made my breath hitch and a fist clench over my heart. It was a little overwhelming so I returned to my task of pleasuring him until he made sexy growling noises in his throat. His fingers tightened in my hair, and the muscles of his thighs bunched. He was close. I got a thrill from his reaction to what I did to him because I never saw myself as someone who could please a man like him. I moaned and took him deeper into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks to suck on him. I may not have practical experience, but I was a comprehensive reader. I had an idea of what to do. His hold on my hair tightened some more but I didn’t mind, it spurred me on. Then he growled expletives followed by, “God, April, I love you.”

Even though my mouth dropped open, thereby releasing him, and my head snapped up to meet his gaze, he erupted. I guess he was too far gone to hold it back. Warm fluid hit the swells of my breast over the neckline of my dress. It got quiet...uncomfortably quiet.

Julian sighed. There was a hint of pink tinting his cheeks as he gazed at his juice splattered across my chest. “I now understand how a moment can be sexy and awkward at the same time,” he grumbled.

It was one of those moments that had the potential to be hilarious but there was too much uneasiness present to dampen the amusement. My eyes darted around, landing on everything but him.

“Aren’t you going to say something?” he asked, forcing my roaming eyes back to him.

My lips parted but I wasn’t sure what to say. I felt ridiculous, still on my knees. “What am I supposed to say?”

His eyebrows shot up. “I just told you I love you. There are plenty of things that you can say.” His eyes bore into mine, and I knew he was telling me I could return the sentiment.

“I can’t be sure you meant it. You were on the verge of...you were in the throes of passion,” I finished lamely.

Throwing his back, he groaned. “Goddamn it.” With a sigh, he reached across the seat for his jacket. As he wiped my cleavage with one of the sleeves, I gaped. The suit looked like it cost a fortune and he was using the jacket to clean me up. Afterward, he helped me up. I sat across from him, not sure what to say. Finally, he said, “While that wasn’t my smoothest moment,” he gave me a wry smile, “I meant what I said.”

Oh, God. Panic momentarily surfaced, but I swallowed it. The feeling was totally irrational. It was just a habit from years of telling myself that I didn’t want what I could have with Julian. He showed me that I was wrong. I wanted something special...with him. However, I had to think about what was best for him because he didn’t seem to consider what being with me might mean for him. “I don’t think we’re a good idea right now, Julian.”

Shock flickered across his face. “What? Right now? What does that mean? Is this about your parents’ relationship?”

“No. Not anymore. At first, I was apprehensive because of what I saw happen between my parents . But it’s hard to hold on to that when I’m with you.”

He exhaled softly and hope brightened his expression. I hated that I was going to let him down. “Then what’s the problem?

Gnawing at my lower lip, I shrugged. “You live in another country.”

“I’m not likely to forget when you keep reminding me.” Irritation resonated in his tone. Shoving his fingers through his hair, he closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, he seemed to have composed himself. “Look, I get where you’re coming from. I’m not okay with us being so far apart, but that’s the way it is for now. Next year, I’m coming home.”

“You’re going to give up your career?”

“Yes. I told you I was thinking about retiring.”

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