Page 65 of Sunrise Malice

“If you’re about to say there won’t be a next time, I’d reconsider, because there’s no fucking way I’m going to keep my hands to myself. Not after that.”

I let out a huffing breath and close my eyes, grinning like an idiot.

Chapter 27

Brianne

If something cracked inside of me when the bomb went off, having sex with Julien for the first time completely shatters what’s left of the walls I’ve tried to build between us.

I kneel between his legs. He’s sitting on the couch, completely naked, legs spread. His dick is hard and throbbing in my hand. I take him in my mouth, licking his tip slowly, and work my way down as far as I can. But, god, he’s huge, and I make it barely halfway before I gag and pull back.

“Fuck,” I say, stroking him.

He’s got a heavy-lidded smile on his face. “I love it when you try, baby.”

“I’m going to cross this off my list if it’s the last thing I do.” I stare at his massive cock and frown. “Which is likely given how big you are.”

“I’m confident in you.”

I take him into my mouth again and suck him slow, trying to go deeper, but I can’t manage to take him all. I gasp, shaking my head. “It’s impossible.”

“There are other fantasies we can take care of first.” He pulls me up onto the couch and lies back, turning me so that I’m straddling his face. I let out a surprised yelp as he grabs my hips and ass, guiding my pussy down onto his mouth, his tongue and lips latching on and licking.

I moan, wriggling my hips, and lean forward. His cock tastes so good in my mouth as he licks and sucks my pussy, and yeah, just like that, another box checked.

Another incredible, insane, gorgeous, fantastic box.

I come on his mouth as I suck his cock, and even manage to take him deep as the orgasm relaxes the muscles in my throat. I pull back, moaning, a trail of spit running from my lips to his dick. “I’m going to pass out,” I say, gasping for air.

His laugh is sultry and terrible, and he drags me around until I’m straddling him. Slowly, I lower myself down the full length of his shaft, letting it fill me to the brim as he teases my nipples with his tongue. We fuck like that on the couch until I come a second time, and it’s only then that he finally releases deep between my legs.

“Pretty sure that was two,” I say, grinning like an idiot as I kiss his chest. “Did you feel it? I got almost all of you in there when I was coming.”

“I felt it, baby,” he says, toying with my hair. “I’d say I’m impressed, but mostly I just want you to keep doing that to me.”

“Don’t worry.” I kiss him, grinning. “I’m not done with you yet.”

We spend a full day after that first time exploring each other. I didn’t know I could feel like this with another person before, but it’s like all my barriers have been lowered, and I’m totally vulnerable with him. I’ve never experienced anything like it, but I feel like I’m high all the time, grinning like a maniac, and waiting for him to come fuck me into mindless oblivion.

I’m exhausted, but in a good way. We shower off together and he fucks me from behind, two fingers hooked into my mouth as he fills me up like a savage. When he’s finished, he drips down my thigh, and I’m sore in all the best possible ways as we get dressed. I’m ready to crash for the night, but instead, he insists on showing me something.

“I have a surprise for you,” he says as we step out into the mansion’s hallway.

“How did you find time to put together a surprise?” I ask in genuine astonishment. We’ve done nothing but fuck each other senseless for a full twenty-four hours.

“I called Jean in between making you come, and you fell asleep for a while earlier today.”

“I’m exhausted. You can’t keep pushing me physically and not expect me to crash.”

He laughs and pats my ass. “You’ll get used to it.”

“What, like you’re going to treat me like this all the time?” A thrill runs down my spine. I mean, he couldn’t possibly, right? Nobody has that kind of stamina.

“If you’re a good girl, I will.” He grins and kisses my neck. “But mostly Jean took care of this at my request.”

He leads me to the end of the hall. This is his wing, but I haven’t explored it much. Guards pass silently, pausing only to nod respectfully on their way to patrolling around the grounds. Julien nods back and murmurs greetings, obviously familiar with everyone. When we reach the last door on the right, he opens it up and gestures inside.

I stare at a hospital room. Or at least it’s a bedroom made to look as much like a hospital as possible. There’s the usual bed, a television in the corner, lots of light from the windows, and a host of equipment. IV lines, heart rate monitors, stuff like that. I take a step in and stare around me before turning to him.

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