Knowing he was breaking down this strong angel and turning him into putty filled him with wonder and a fierce sense of joy. He brushed his finger over Emory’s prostate and increased the suction of his mouth. Emory was writhing on the floor, and Julien’s gaze locked onto his face, taking in the hooded eyes and the way his pretty lips were parted with fast breaths. That sense of wonder grew until it was like a loud buzzing in his head. He had to close his eyes, dizzy with it. He relaxed his throat and took Emory as deep as he could, and Emory yelled again, his body going taut. He wanted Emory to come in his mouth, wanted it all.
Hot semen hit the back of his throat and he compulsively swallowed, his ears ringing with the sounds of Emory’s moans. He gently licked him clean and sat back on his heels, takingin Emory all sprawled out with his pants around his thighs and his hair a billowing cloud around his head. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
Emory gave him a lazy smile. “Come here.”
He crawled over him and couldn’t help grinning at how absolutely fucked out Emory looked.
Emory’s lazy smile turned into a matching grin. “You are getting really good at that.”
“Got to catch up to your skills. You turned me inside out. Made me completely forget about how pissed I am at William and some of the board members.”
“Then my job here is done.”
“It better not be.” Julien lost his grin. “Bodyguard issue aside, I really like you, Emory. I want to explore this more with you. At least for a little while.”
Emory’s expression smoothed out and Julien got the feeling he was second guessing all of it. Like before, he saw a glimpse of something like fear in those gray eyes.
He frowned. “You don’t want that?”
Emory was silent a couple of moments. “The problem is I do want that. But let’s just see how it goes, okay?”
He studied that pretty face before nodding. “Okay.”
But instead of letting it go, he continued to be concerned. He’d told Emory that he wanted this for a little while, when the truth was, he wanted a lot more than that. He was already pretty fucking sure he wanted a lifetime.
Chapter Seventeen
Emory
They were back in Julien’s bed with the man passed out next to him. Emory studied Julien’s face that lacked the usual tension he carried in his features. He liked his strong, elegant features and tight beard. He ran his gaze down Julien’s back, the covers bunched around his ass. His constant workout schedule showed in the line of muscle, still visible despite his completely relaxed body. He had his arms up underneath the pillow, his biceps bulging.
Everything about the man was sexy as hell.
And though he was uptight, Emory was seeing sides of him that were playing with his emotions.
The truth was Julien scared him to death.
He’d been feeling more emotional closeness to the man than he’d ever felt with anyone, and it didn’t help that their sex was off the charts fantastic. His heart had joined the party.
He was also starting to believe this uptight businessman was his soulmate.
That’s what had him sitting here freaking out. He’d never wanted to spend his life with just one person, but he couldn’tdeny that it was appealing to him now. All he had to do was think of his life without Julien in it, and a wave of darkness shadowed everything.
Outside of his friends, he’d always been alone and had liked it that way. But now, the thought of going on alone actually made him feel ill.
What the fuck was he going to do?
Because he was sure that Julien wasn’t thinking in terms of forever when it came to him. His earlier words had proved that. Plus, he was newly coming to terms with his bisexuality and would probably want to explore that more.
He pictured Julien with another man, and it was like being stabbed in the chest. He gasped out loud.
Julien’s eyes blinked open, landing unerringly on him. A sleepy smile flitted over his lips as he reached out and placed his hand on Emory’s belly. He stroked his fingers though the trail of hair there. “Can’t sleep?”
“Perk of the job sometimes,” he murmured.
“So all that talk about being a light sleeper was just talk?”
Emory placed his hand on top of Julien’s. “No, I am. But I’m a little more concerned than usual.”
