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“Look at me,” he said. I forced my eyes open despite the perfect mix of torment and pleasure he had blitzing through my body. “You do know you’re playing with fire, right?” he asked as his free hand pulled my panties down. I answered just as they fell in a ring of lace around my feet.
“Yes.”
Julian soaked in my answer for a second before turning me gently around and lifting my leg to place my knee on the armrest. I leaned forward to grab onto the back of the couch, sharply arching my back when I felt his fingers dip into my pussy.
“Good.” His low rumble and the ease with which he glided in told me just how incredibly wet I was. Already panting hard, I stared at my white knuckles, my ears perking to the sound of crinkling foil behind me. I glanced slightly over my shoulder to see a condom stretching shiny and thin over the flared tip of his cock. It struggled down every last inch of his thick shaft, causing the hot anticipation to churn in my belly as he drew closer. His eyes locked on mine, Julian shook his head. “You should see how fucking sexy you look right now.”
“Why don’t you just make me feel it?”
“I’ll be fucking you harder for that.”
“Do it,” I murmured, putting a smile on his lips. It spread wider as he ran the head of his dick along the length of my sex, taking pleasure in my brows pulled tight and my mouth hanging open. Just as I found the breath to beg for it already, he plunged inside me.
From there, slow was no longer in our vocabulary.
Gripping my hips, he pumped so deep and so hard inside me that my tits bounced just under my chin. My nails dug into leather as he leaned over and kissed my shoulders, my neck. Circling one arm tight around my waist, he freed his other to catch my jaw and turn my face to his.
“Is this what you wanted?” he demanded in a low whisper. “Or do you want me to pin you down and fuck you on the floor?”
He chuckled at my inability to answer him.
“Where do you want me to fuck you tomorrow, Sara?” he asked, prodding my emotions in the midst of his cock slamming inside me. How fucking worked up was he trying to get me?
“I don’t care, Julian.” The words hurtled from my lips. “I just want you to fuck me and make me come.”
“I will. You’ve opened the floodgates, Sara, so I have every intention of fucking you whenever and however I want in this office.” His ruthless words lit my every nerve ending on fire. “And I promise I’ll make that pussy come.” He thrust hard from behind. “Again.” Another. “And again.” I moaned. “And again,” he growled as he kept himself pressed balls-deep inside me, grinding himself against a sweet spot that made me almost scream. “I may just have to carry you home when I’m done,” he murmured, licking the underside of my jaw as he battered inside me.
Fuck.
I couldn’t stop moaning. I tried to control my volume, but it was in vain, and Julian loved every second of it, feigning surprise as he teased me in a low mutter.
“You’re such a good girl in my office. Who knew I could get you to be so loud?”
“Screw you,” I grinned just before letting out a yelp as he lifted me swiftly and laid me on my back on the couch. I gasped as he wrapped my legs around his back and entered me again, but at a pace now that I found brutally slow. Inch by inch, our eyes locked on one another, his steel length parted me.
And suddenly, I was overwhelmed.
I reveled in his weight on top of my body. Face to face with Julian, his cock felt deliriously good. Every stroke felt longer, deeper – less frantic, more deliberate. The air seized from my lungs as he studied me from my eyes to my nose to my lips, rocking inside me at a torturously languorous pace. My fingers dipped in every slow flex of his muscles as I grabbed his ass, and my heels dug into his sculpted back as I brought him all the way inside me.
Our eyes stayed locked as the pleasure grew.
And as it grew, the air shifted.
Sweat misted on my forehead. I swore it took every ounce of my strength just to return Julian’s electrifying gaze. His power, his intellect was already above all, but inside me, it multiplied. It made me feel as if he was claiming something of mine, discovering something about me that even I never knew. Without speaking a word, he asked me a question then found the answer himself.
It was insanely fucking daunting. I could barely take it anymore.
“Look at me,” Julian growled when I turned away. His pace quickened inside me, his intensity mounting. “Look at me, Sara. You’re going to let me watch you come.”
I ignored him, so he caught my jaw and kissed me forcefully, the shock of his tongue sending my body plunging into an orgasm.
Oh God.
It felt too big for my body. I must’ve made a sound, because Julian muttered, “I’ve got you,” before pinning me down and absorbing every wild second of my pleasure, his strength swallowing every twitch and buck of my body till he was hissing “fuck” under his breath. His body caged around me. Then with a vicious jerk, he let out a groan, the sound so deep and guttural it sent jolting aftershocks ripping through me.
He didn’t immediately get up off me. His lips were against my neck as we caught our breath, and only when he pulled away did I realize that our hands had been above my head, clasped together the whole time.
The void I felt when he withdrew from me hurt.
