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I wanted him to claim me. I was done with my innocence.
My hands roved over his chest, and that was enough. He succumbed, hands reaching for me in return and ripping the shirt from my shoulders. He lifted me up, sitting me right next to the mugs on the counter, and I spread my legs, already panting as he peppered his beautiful mouth up my thigh.
He was rougher with my pussy this time. His tongue was fierce and wet, and fuck, I was done for… lost. I gripped the counter, clumsy, and the mugs went tumbling, smashing and spilling coffee all over the floor. But Julian didn’t care, or so much as flinch, just kept working his mouth against me. He was as done for as I was.
I felt feral as I braced myself, needing more – praying that he’d fuck me.
“Do it. Please!” I said but he broke the contact enough to shake his head.
“No.”
“PLEASE!” I had to shout. “Julian, please!”
He groaned as he lapped at me.
“PLEASE!” I shouted again, slumping back against the wall. I wasn’t sweet Rosie here. I didn’t want to be a virgin. I didn’t want to be an innocent little girl anymore.
“You aren’t ready. You aren’t prepared to take it yet,” he said. But he was wrong. Iwasready, and I needed to show him.
There was only one way I could think of.
I shoved him away, and I got my fingers ready. He watched, shocked as I spat on them, but I didn’t care. I was going to show him I could take the intrusion. I slid my hand between my legs, three fingers ready to fuck my own pussy, but he was too quick. He grabbed my wrist and held it firm.
“Don’t you fucking dare.”
It was the first glimpse I had of the fire in him. The power that must have shown itself to Scottie this morning. Julian was almost regal, with a dark authoritative glare as he shook his head.
“I’m being deadly serious, Rosie. Don’t you dare.”
My stare must have been so soft against his. My voice was nothing more than a whisper.
“Please…” I said and I could see the battle raging inside him. “Please, Julian. Fuck me, then. It’s what I want. I swear.”
He weighed it up, his eyes flicking from mine to my pussy.
“I am ready,” I said. “I want you to take me.”
I could have cried with relief when he gave me the slightest hint of a nod.
“Alright. Not here, though. Not like this.”
He lifted me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom, dropped me onto the bed and sat down next to me and asked the question I should have seen coming.
“Are you on contraception?”
I shook my head. “No. I didn’t expect to be needing it.”
He closed his eyes, his internal battle returning.
“I don’t have any condoms.”
I reached up and touched his face.
“I don’t care.”
His stare was so fierce that it almost burnt my eyes.
I repeated myself.
