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"Yours," I whisper right before his lips crash against mine, followed by his body.
We kiss until we're both breathless, and then the last of our clothes are shed. Brady's presence is a forgotten thought.
Until he knocks on the door again.
"Go. Away," Julian growls.
"Okay, Just wanted to let Piper know her phone’s been ringing off the hook for an hour."
Covering my face with my hands, I groan. There's no doubt in my mind Brady knows I'm in here. He probably even knows what we're doing. Or rather, were about to do.
Because we're both naked. Julian is between my legs, his throbbing cock inches from my core.
"Oh, and breakfast was getting cold, so I ate without you."
Julian's head drops to his chest in frustration. When he lifts it, I can see the defeat in his eyes.
"I want this to be perfect for you. Special. I've waited more than two years for this chance, and I'm not about to half-ass it."
I've waited just as long, I think to myself.
The difference between me and Julian... I don't want to wait any longer. I don't need special; he makes me feel special.
So in response, I thrust my pelvis toward him. The tip slides in and out, but he doesn't react, so I do it again. A third time. A fourth.
"Piper. If you keep doing that, I won't be able to hold back. You're not leaving me much of a choice here."
"Good." This time when I thrust, he slips deeper, eliciting a sigh from me and a growl from Julian.
It's all the encouragement he needs to take control. In one swift motion, he's buried to the hilt. I feel my eyes roll to the back of my head, my back arches, and moisture pools between my legs.
He pulls back slightly and lunges forward again.
"Fuck, pretty girl. This is going to be over quick."
Another hard thrust, and he slips even deeper.
"Already looking forward to round two," I state, reaching between my legs. I want to make sure we finish together.
Julian swats my hand away, replacing it with his own. A few thrusts later and he's found his rhythm. I'm moving in sync with him. We're both panting hard. And then he says the sweet words that send me crashing over the edge, with him right behind me.
"Come for me, pretty girl."
Just like he demands in my dreams. Only the real version is so. Much. Better.
