Page 42 of The Marriage Auction 2: Part 2

“Because you were hiding away like a hermit crab in your lake house,” she teased, a little of the stress from the call slipping away as I washed her and we talked.

“I will admit to not handling things well,” I murmured, realizing how I’d left everyone hanging while I ignored everything around me.

Julianne suddenly spun around, water sloshing out of the tub as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned her bare body against mine. “You handled things the only way you could. Grief is a strange beast. It does weird things to us, and we have to allow ourselves to heal in whatever manner is needed. Yours just happened to be hiding away from it all. Honestly, I should have gone to the lake with you. Chased you down. Talked things through.Something. Especially after Bianca.” She frowned deeply.

I cupped her face; her freckles dotted her skin like flecks of brown sugar. “Don’t lay blame on yourself. It wasn’t on you, Jules. None of it.”

“No, but I am sorry, Gio. I should have been there for you. I was so wrapped up in my own shit with losing interest in the company and fighting with my brother, I left you to handle your loss alone. That wasn’t cool. No matter what we have now, we were friends and colleagues…family even then. I should have d-done m-more.” Her voice cracked.

I dipped my head and kissed her nose. “I should have done more too. We were both spinning out. It would have been nice to do so together.”

She smiled, sat up, then wiggled until she was fully straddling my lap. My cock had softened, but with her naked body on display poised above me, it immediately hardened to full mast.

“We’re together now.” She rubbed her lower half against me as a taunt, my cock wedged perfectly between her center and my pelvis.

I coughed a laugh as pleasure rippled from my groin through my abdomen and out my limbs. I curled my hands around her fleshy hips, digging my fingers into the soft curves. “Yes, we fuckin’ are. And we always will be. Promise me, Jules. Shit hits the fan with your lawyers tomorrow. The authorities get involved. Brenden becomes even more of an ass. Bianca’s pregnancy…whatever may come our way, we handle it together. No secrets. No lies.”

“No secrets, no lies. I promise,” she said and then lifted her bottom up, her weight transferred to her knees as she centered my cock exactly where I wanted it most then slid down to the root.

“Fuck!” I hissed at the burst of sheer bliss making my vision fade in and out. Her sex squeezed my length so tight I could hardly breathe. True ecstasy, thy name is Julianne. Hell.

“God damn, that feels good,” I said, followed by a throaty moan. Then she rose up and slid down nice and easy.

I grunted and lifted my hips, wanting to get as deep as possible, meld our bodies together until neither of us knew where one started and the other ended.

She arched her spine, red hair falling around her shoulders as she thrust her lush tits into my face.

I dove between those bouncing globes, rubbing my face all over them.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Julianne, it’s nearly impossible to look at you,” I admitted as I chased a plump pink nipple with my lips. Once I caught it, I sucked it inside the heat of my mouth, taking as much of her breast as I could. They were too big by far, but I’d die trying to get my mouth all over them. I plucked and thumbed the twin until she was riding me with intent. Her moans rose and fell as she was getting off on riding my cock.

I laved her nipple, swirling my tongue around its tip while pinching the other until her breathing became labored.

I fell back and leveraged my hips up on each of her down glides. She whinnied and hummed, her hands braced on my shoulders, where her nails dug in, the crescent shaped daggers slicing into my back. I didn’t give a flying fuck. My balls were swelling as my dick felt like it might explode if she didn’t come soon.

“Get there, baby, ride me how you need it,” I growled.

“Gio,” she moaned, her face tipping toward the sky.

She was a goddess riding her stallion, taking her pleasure however she wanted it.

I couldn’t look away. I’d brand this vision into my mind for eternity because I’d never seen anything more magnificent than Julianne using me for her pleasure. Finding her peak and tossing herself over the edge into beautiful oblivion.

Her breath came in sharp little huffs as she rode and ground into the base of my pelvis. Her inner walls started to tighten and release, milking my cock.

I slid one of my hands down between her thighs and used my thumb to circle her clit.

“Gio!” She cried out and picked up the pace. Water sloshed over the tub’s edge in waterfall-like waves. Neither of us cared. There was only one word that could explain this moment…unleashed. Julianne was unleashed as she strove toward her release.

“Fuck me!” I groaned, not sure I was instructing her or calling out for help. The pleasure was so intense I had to grit my teeth to prevent shooting too soon.

“Gio, baby, please,” she whimpered on a gasp, lost to her desire. Her movements became wild and sloppy as she continued to reach for that elusive high but not tipping over.

“Let go!” I commanded through clenched teeth and pinched her clit between my thumb and forefinger.

She screamed, “Aaaaaaaahhhhh” at the top of her lungs, her body convulsing, tears falling unchecked down her face as though a dam had broken. Her lower half locked around me as she continued to ride wild, giving back as good as I gave. So much so, I saw little white stars blinking at the edge of my vision. I finally let go myself, holding her hips down as I thrust up and released hotly into her body.

“Jesus, Jules,” I panted as she slowed and came to a halt, then slumped forward, her face falling against my neck. I could feel her breath on my damp skin and it settled me like nothing had before. All the shit that we’d dealt with the past three months just slipped away as I wrapped my arms around my wife and held on tight.

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