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I— I should—
I was at a complete loss. A total disadvantage. I wanted to stop and keep going at the same time. I wanted to protest that we weren’t alone, but the very fact we weren’t alone was actually making things ten times hotter than they had any right to be.
What the fuck, Madison?
I didn’t know. I had no honest answer for what was going on. All I knew was that I could no longer deny my feelings for him. That the sexual tension between not just Julian but all three of the men in my kitchen, had reached a breaking point, and something had to give.
That something was apparently me.
God…
The decision I made wasn’t a decision at all. My arms slid over his shoulders as I began kissing him back. My tongue sought his, dueling hotly as I moaned into his mouth.
Holy…
I was grinding my breasts against his strong, powerful chest. Kissing him shamelessly in front of the others, as Julian let go of my face and ran ten thick fingers through my long blonde hair.
Holy shit.
Vaguely I was aware of his hands on my body. They glided down my sides, then slid deftly under my dress. I lifted my ass from the table, helping him to pull it up…
Madison!
And then he was unbuttoning. Unzipping those tight, beautiful jeans and sliding them down over his strong, masculine legs. I could see a magnificent bulge, filling his dark red boxers. A bulge I’d only felt sliding against me as we kissed, fully clothed.
But not like this. Never like th—
Oh. My. God.
The hands reaching down right now were mine, moving with a mind all their own. They hooked into the elastic waistband. Rolled his boxers deliberately downward, to release the thick, beautiful cock that sprang gloriously free.
HOLY—
I wrapped my hand around it instinctively, without hesitation. I could barely get my fingers around its thickness. Julian was kissing my neck now, dragging his tongue downward, over my shoulder. He pulled me tighter against him, then yanked the thin strip of my thong to one side, to make room for what he was about to do.
I was lost in lust. Choking on my own arousal.
And then his hand moved to join mine, taking control. I watched, trance-like, as he gripped his manhood by the base and began rubbing it up and down through my soaked, glistening slit. He pushed forward, and the table skidded beneath us. Grabbing me by the waist and lifting me towards him, he tried again…
This time the head of his cock pushed past my aching, eager folds.
Ohhhhh…
It was like being reborn. Being deflowered all over again, after so many long months and years of being alone…
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sp; My hands wound back over his shoulders, to claw him tightly against me. My eyes bored into his as he slid inside. I saw the same levels of lust and intensity there, that same unmistakable look that said there was no going back. He pushed even further, filling me all the way to the womb with his hard, throbbing cock.
And then we were fucking.
Really, seriously fucking.
“Oh my GOD…”
I was crying out with happiness. Screaming into Julian’s shoulder, as he took me all the way to the hilt. Every thrust was pure, unadulterated joy. Each time he bottomed out, screwing our bodies so tightly and intimately together, I could feel his hard, rippled stomach brush against mine.
The table rocked back and forth on its big legs, made from the very timbers that had once defended this place. I didn’t care if it shattered into a thousand pieces. The pounding he was giving me was merciless, and without any regard for anything else. Julian was taking what he wanted. Not giving a damn about anything other than owning my body. Possessing me in deep, carnal ways no man ever, ever had.
