Page 81 of Midnight Ink

“I want this, Julian.” The fire in his eyes backs up his statement. I drop to my knees, just wanting to feel every inch of this man against my tongue. My fingers curl into his boxers and slide them down his legs. His cock hangs forward, nearly hitting me on the chin.

I bury my face at the juncture of his thigh and groin, and inhale the musky sweet scent of him. Ian said I smell good, but my dick throbs at the scent of him. “Julian, fuck, I need—I don’t know. Something.”

I look up at him and smile. He’s fucking beautiful.

Taking him in hand, I jerk him slowly, root to tip, and squeeze his head. I flick my tongue over his slit, feeling his knees buckle as the first taste of precum hits. I waste no time wrapping my lips around his crown, and look up at the way his eyes flutter closed.

All I can do is moan around his length as he slowly rocks his hips. His fingers grab onto my shoulder, and I take his hand and guide him to the nape of my neck. His eyes open and I nod my permission before I take him down as far as I can, feeling his nails bite into the base of my neck.

I suck harder, making unhinged noises bleed from him as Ian’s fingers slide from the back of my head to my biceps, giving me a squeeze. Then he guides me up and I moan as his lips meet mine. “Come on. Let’s shower.”

Inside the small shower, the spray of lukewarm water doesn’t bother me. I don’t even think about it as his lips graze, suck, and lick every inch of my skin. I lose myself to the sensation, unsure about where we really stand. Is he trying or is he going to freak out again? It’s hard to think straight with his mouth on me. His lips land, pressing firmly under my ear. His warm breath fans over my neck. His hard cock ruts against my ass.

His palm smooths over my ass then grabs a handful. “Can I touch you?” Those fingers slip between my crease, touching me lightly. “Here?”

I look back at him and nearly drown in the heat of his eyes. “You want to fuck me?”

Ian bites my shoulder before kissing the spot. He grazes my hole. It’s been a while since I bottomed. I always topped with Elijah, and before him it had been a while since I hooked up with anyone. “I don’t know if I’ll compare to what’s in your suitcase.” He chuckles warmly.

I let out a tension breaking laugh. He can have anything he wants. My hole clenches as he gently rubs my rim. I reach for the lube he grabbed before we came in here and hand it back to him, then I feel his slick fingers gently slide inside. “Fuck.” He rests his forehead on my spine. “Fucking tight.”

He plays and softens me. My body pliant and eager, I push back, relaxing against his fingers but craving something more. Something deeper. Something I’ve only wished he could give me. The water is losing its warm edge but I don’t care. “Ian, please.”

Granting me mercy, his cock rubs against my hole. It’s only now I’m hyperaware of how long it’s been. I don’t say a word as he slips inside, but I bite my cheek and breathe through the pleasure and flash of pain as he fits himself deep. Ian’s hand splays against my stomach before reaching down and stroking my half-hard dick. “You okay?”

I nod, reaching behind him and grabbing his ass, pulling him closer. “More.” I look back as he rains soft kisses along my shoulder. I need more and don’t want this to stop. As he rolls his hips, my body begins to unwind and soften for him.

“Holy shit, Jules.”

Neither the cool water nor slight stretch could stop me right now. This tight feeling balls inside me, Ian’s chest pressed tight to my back as he fucks me in slow, languid strokes. The water turns cold but his warmth keeps me grounded. Our moans echo in the small space. He hugs me tight. Fucks me hard and strokes my cock. My thighs begin to tremble. “You feel so good,” I groan then grab the arm around my chest. “Fuck, you’re deep inside me.”

He jerks me faster and fucks me harder. I let him use my body however he needs. I feel his thrusts grow sloppy, his groans bouncing off the shower tiles. “Fuck, I’m coming. I’m coming, Jules.” His hips snap hard, filling me in rough bursts. I push against him, needing him deeper. My body grows sensitive, but it’s like he feels this and pulls out of me. He turns me around and drops to his knees, sucking and jerking me in tandem, groaning along my shaft. His free hand slides between my legs and he slips two fingers inside me. My head smacks the shower wall.

“Fuck, Ian.” My fingers crawl into his hair, squeezing his strands. “That’s it. Fuck yeah.” I watch him, mouth so full of me. “I’m coming.” He buries his face in my pubes as I unload into his mouth and let him suck me dry. He pulls off, and I grab my dick, slapping it against his tongue with a smile. “Fuck, you look beautiful down there.” He begins to shake and I think for a moment he’s crying, but he looks up, hitting me with a grin. “What’s so funny?”

“I don’t know.” He laughs. “I’m just so fucking happy.” I haul him to his feet, backing him up against the tiled wall. I cup his face, kissing him hard. “I’m freezing.”

Me too.

He shuts off the water and we finally dress. I keep waiting for the unease to hit, but it doesn’t, as Ian can’t stop the grin on his handsome face. He falls on top of the bed, arms spread wide. Easy and light. I can’t resist straddling his waist, and his hands go to my hips.

This is everything I’ve wanted for as long as I can remember, but the thing is, it has to be what Ian wants too.

The scary thing is, I’m not sure if he ever fully will.

EIGHTEEN

IAN

With Julian right behind me, we head downstairs and smell something warm like banana bread. Walking into the sitting area, we see some food left on the table. I have some ideas I want to run by Julian.

I want to help these people get customers.

Maddox was always supporting small businesses. He rarely ever shopped at corporate-run stores. He loved finding places like this. I know if he were here today, his mind would be spinning with ideas of how to help them.

Maddox would have loved that we ended up here.

“Ah! Good morning.” Xia smiles. “There’s fresh banana bread and bagels if you two would like anything.” We walk in and I notice Violet glaring a little at us.