Julian glanced over his shoulders as Mena stood in the center of the foyer. She stepped out of her strappy sandals and wiggled her toes in the rose petals that covered the floor. Placing her purse on the kitchen island, she headed toward the dining table, adorned with fine china place settings. A bouquet of purple and red roses rested in the center. Mena ran her fingers along the edge of the table, her face illuminated by the cascading candles burning brightly on towering tiered stands. She finally looked toward him.
“All this for me?” Mena asked.
“You’re worth it,” Julian said, walking into the chilled air of the penthouse.
Julian pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her hair softly. “Chef Gilbert Farrell has prepared all your favorites.”
“A celebrity chef has made our dinner?”
“Only the best for you. I’ll text him and the food will be up here in twenty minutes,” Julian said.
“Not yet,” Mena said. She gripped his hand and placed it on her bare thigh. Guiding his hand beneath her pencil skirt, Julian allowed his fingers to slide across her skin until his palm rested against her mound. Slipping his fingers beneath her thong, he felt the hot moistness. His cock twitched in anticipation of what was to come.
Mena pressed her body against his. “I need you to take care of me first. Can you do that?”
Julian fondled her as his head leaned toward her mouth. Mena’s lips met his with a blistering kiss that stoked every fire burning within him. His cock threatened to burst through his sweatpants, but he held himself in check. Tonight wasn’t about a quick fuck. No, he was going to take his time and savor every single moment. Her body was his to explore and tantalize and lose himself in completely.
He trailed his hands along the length of her. The undulating curves of her hips, her tight ass and soft thighs. Fingering the button on the back of her pencil skirt, he freed her of the garment, pushing it down to the floor. Mena slipped her jacket off and pulled her silk shell over her head, flinging it over to the couch. She stood before him in her lacy underwear with no barriers between them.
He slid a finger over the turquoise lace that complimented her deep brown skin, mesmerized by her ample breasts threatening to spill out of her sexy bra. A little more force against the fabric and he’d freed the girls from their constraint. Dipping his head low, his tongue stroked one nipple and then the other, moving between the two as Mena moaned. Her hands laced within his hair as she held his face in place. The heady scent of sandalwood and orange wafting from her was driving him wild with desire. He plunged one breast into his mouth, sucking hard as he gripped her ass. Their bodies grinded against each other until his manhood was almost strangled within his pants.
Mena sensed his growing need and released his cock, her hand stroking the shaft as he devoured her other breast. As her moans grew in intensity, his dick grew harder until his mind was completely consumed with being inside of her. Easing her body down onto the pillows crowding sofa, he gripped the edge of her thong and eased the skimpy fabric down to the floor. Mena spread her legs, giving him an amazing view. For a split second, he debated whether to taste her before making love to her. His cock won the battle. He thrust inside her. The warm slick wetness welcomed his entry as he began slow methodical strokes, building the friction between them.
A moan caught in Mena’s throat. “Julian.”
Julian glanced up at the dazed passion burning in her eyes.
“Don’t torture me like this,” Mena whispered as her breathing increased in intensity.
Julian gripped Mena’s hands, pushing her arms above her head as he pulsed faster and harder. Their bodies pounded against each other. Mena cried out with each thrust, her body accepting all of him within her. Jolts of ecstasy blazed through him as her warmth tightened around him. Pleasure increased like waves crashing onto the shore, one after the other, as he lost himself in the sensations shuddering through his body. His eyes locked on her beautiful face as their damp bodies pressed against each other.
Mena gave him a smile that damn near took his breath away. He turned it up a notch as he rocked harder and faster. He was so close to plunging over the edge, ready to explode from every touch. With every stroke, he rose his hips higher, plunging deeper into her. His name slipped from her mouth as her body writhed and shook with intense passion. The pure intense pleasure on her face made him come hard and fast.
Mena went limp below him, a soft sheen of sweat coating her skin as he slipped his arms around her.
“Best … surprise … ever.” Mena ran her hand through a pile of the rose petals and flung them in the air. The flowers fluttered around them, landing on their skin as they lay still on the sofa.
“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, you know that, don’t you?” Julian said, tightening his arms around Mena.
“Don’t say that,” Mena whispered into his neck as she wrapped her arms around his chest.
“It’s true. I …” Julian hesitated, hoping he was doing the right thing. “I understand why you turned down my marriage proposal. It was too soon. I get that now. I’m sorry for putting you in that situation.”
Mena grew stiff in his arms. Was she holding her breath?
Julian stared at the Caribbean motif commissioned by a local artist on the ceiling. He could feel the tug-of-war going on within Mena as her body rested next to his. “Marriage isn’t a deal breaker for me. All I want is to be with you forever.”
“That’s what I want too, I was just …”
Julian was quiet, waiting for Mena to continue.
“Afraid to tell you that I couldn’t. Not yet. I don’t want to lose you.”
“That’s never going to happen,” Julian shifted onto an elbow and stared directly into Mena’s eyes. He saw her worry and shame. She still thought her aversion to marriage could break them apart. “Never, Mena. I love you too much to ever spend another day without you.”
“You might not always feel that way,” Mena said. She tried to pull away, but Julian held her firm in his grasp.
“You’re wrong. Nothing can change how I feel about you.”
