Page 119 of Forever Yours

“Feel how my heart beats only for you,” Julien whispered in my ear.

I did. I could feel its strong beat speak its love to mine.

“I need you,” I whimpered, my desire for him burning me up.

He spun me around, my back to his chest. I looped an arm behind me and around his neck as his hands began a sensual exploration. Everywhere he stroked ignited in sybaritic flames.

He pinched my nipple, and I arched back into him. “I love how your body responds to me.”

Twisting my neck, I opened for his hungry kiss while he played my body with masterful ministrations. He drank my throaty groan when his fingers caressed through my pubic hair and then lowered to fist my cock. Resplendent sensations sparked along my nerve endings and made my muscles tremble as if a direct line of electric current had been forced into my bloodstream.

My hips moved of their own accord to the rhythm of his hand as he pumped my aching length. Higher and higher I climbed, so close to the release I wanted so badly.

“No,” I lamented, gripping his hair and pulling when his hand fell away.

He bit into my neck, and the sting of pain mixed with the pleasure and created something even more wonderful.

“Mark me.”

I felt his lips curve right before he latched onto the sensitive skin where my shoulder met my neck. My eyes rolled back with how fucking good it felt.

I would never be able to explain why I liked it so much when he bit me or the bruises he left when he did. Maybe I had a little bit of a sexual masochist in me. One thing I’d been wanting to try was bondage. I even secretly bought some things for us to use from a discreet online store a few months ago, but I had never gotten up the nerve to broach the subject with him.

He kissed the sting away and gathered the precum leaking from the tip of my cock and used it to lube between my ass cheeks.

I gasped and went up on tiptoe when he slid a finger inside me without warning.

He added a second finger and gently fucked me with them.

“Want my cock?” He took my earlobe between his teeth and pulled.

“Yes.”

His warm breath fanned over my cheek.

“Ready to experiment?”

He pushed a third finger inside me, and it lit me up like freaking Christmas.

Panting as I tried to hold back the orgasm I felt barreling my way, all I could do was grit my teeth and grunt out my assent.

“On your hands and knees, Angel.”

I willingly obeyed, and he followed me down to the thick pile of blankets. My arms trembled as they held me up. With a rough touch, he shoved my thighs apart and crawled between them.

I was about to ask what he was doing but swallowed down the words on a moan when his tongue snaked out and licked my cock from base to tip as he slithered between my legs.

“You’re going to fuck my mouth, then I’m going to fuck you.”

Holy shit. Yes.

With me on all fours, it was kind of like when we sixty-nined, and I was all for it.

Julien took me in his mouth, so hot and wet and perfect. There was no give, and he gagged immediately when I thrust forward. But instead of stopping me, he grabbed my ass and forced me forward, sucking hard with each forward tilt of my hips.

Delirium overtook me as his lips and tongue brought me so much pleasure, I was drunk off it.

“I love you,” I chanted over and over, the pressure building and coiling, tighter and tighter.

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