Page 26 of B Negative

Ten

I Gasped,body heaving and legs quaking, Julian released my throat and grabbed my wrist, bringing my slick fingers to his mouth.

He sucked them clean, and I’d never seen anything so fucking hot in my life.

I didn’t have time to say so, because in one motion, Julian had me off the bed and in his arms. He blurred us to the foot of the bed where he sat, putting me in his lap, my back to his chest.

He supported me entirely, one hand sliding up my stomach to hold me up while the other positioned my legs outside his. He tweaked and rolled my nipple as he slowly spread my legs open by widening his own.

His hard cock nestled itself right against my lady bits, and I couldn’t help a little hip roll against it. I lifted my arms and hooked them around the back of Julian’s neck, resting my head against the side of his.

His hand slid higher up my front, between my breasts and across my chest, until finally coming to rest against my throat.

I slid myself against his cock, craving more than just the friction as heaviness grew within me once more.

Julian let a low chuckle rumble in his chest. “Open your eyes, Eden,” he murmured against my ear.

I did and let out a sharp cry as I took in our forms in the mirror over the dresser at the end of the bed. Julian’s large hand fit perfectly around my throat. His cock nestled between my lips, and my body rested so easily against his, almost as if a spot for me had been carved out of him.

His free hand trailed down my body, cupping my breasts, stroking my sides and the insides of my thighs before finally landing on top of my mound.

“Look at us, Eden. Look at how beautiful you are like this, my hand on your throat, cock about to take you.”

I was looking, and I agreed. We looked stunning together.

With a quick adjustment of his hips, Julian was pressed against my opening, and I groaned, finally about to get some relief.

Because fingers were nice, but nothing was as nice as a big, hard dick.

I arched into him, wiggling down on him. Julian rumbled a chuckle in my ear but finally gave me what I wanted.

He plunged himself deep into me, sliding his fingers across my clit as he did. I took in a shuddering gasp, seeing stars as he filled me, stretching me nearly to the point of pain. My fingers clawed at his shoulders behind me and my eyes fluttered closed.

“No, Eden, you must watch. See how perfect we are, how our bodies were truly made for each other.”

I obliged, lost in the haze of a world-class dicking.

“My body anticipates your needs, only because yours sings to me so clearly. You tell me exactly what you want with every subtle breath, moan, and raised hair. I know your body as if I’ve worshipped at your altar for millennia.”

I groaned, his words entrancing me.

Julian’s hand gripped my neck tighter, moving my head to a more direct view of our reflections.

“Watch me make you come,” he said and drilled into me. The circles he drew around my clit grew faster and harder, and before I knew it, Julian’s cock had me falling over the cliff.

Pleasure soared within me, burned me through and through. I screamed and screamed and thought I might die in blissful frenzy.

“Look,” Julian commanded in my ear, and I focused on our reflection once more. At my body spasming uncontrollably. At his mag-fucking-nificent cock slamming into me, each stroke another riptide of bliss.

My gaze on us pushed Julian over. His low groan filtered into my awareness as the last dregs of pleasure swirled inside me.

I sank into him, against him, one with him, totally sated, spent, and satisfied.

Julian stroked lightly down my arms, pulling aftershocks and shivers from my recovering body. “We belong together, Eden,” he whispered against my ear. “You know it, I know it.” He gripped the tops of my shoulders and gently pressed me into him. “Please, come home, love.”

I met his eyes in the mirror. The openness of his features and the deep sadness in his gaze almost convinced me.

I would have agreed to anything just then. Robbing the Louvre. Breaking into Fort Knox. Fuck, if he’d asked, I would have told him I’d find Atlantis for him. But he hadn’t asked any of that.

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