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“If I could, I’d give you the fucking world, little dove,” he confesses before dipping his head and giving my nipple a teasing lick.

It’s the first time he’s touched them, other than cleaning them up after Reid pierced them.

“Oh shit,” I gasp when the light touch alone sends a bolt of lust straight to my clit.They’re sore still, but the hurt is so freaking good.

He smirks at me, loving how responsive I am.

“These are going to be so much fun.”

But despite my wanting him to do it again, he lifts back up to claim my lips again.

He drops to one elbow, hooks my opposite leg around his waist and just kisses me.

We make out like teenagers for the longest time. He wants more. His hardness continually grinds against my pussy as if it can’t wait. But at no point does he free his dick and slip inside me.

He could easily. I don’t think it’s a secret to either of us that I’m slick and more than ready. But he seems to be content just being close, having our limbs entwined and his lips on mine.

“Can’t get enough of you.” He groans in my ear before nipping the soft skin and making my hips roll. “Up you go,” he says, before seamlessly flipping us and settling me across his waist.

Placing my hands on his chest, I grind myself against him, letting him know that I’m getting a little impatient to move this along.

“I love it when you’re desperate for me. I can feel how hot and wet you are through my pants.”

“Could feel it against your dick if you took them off,” I counter, looking through my lashes at him.

“Whore,” he whispers with a teasing smile.

Taking matters into my own hand, I shimmy down a little, giving me access to the buttons on his pants. I have them open in only a few seconds, and with his help, we have them over his hips, letting his pierced dick spring free.

“Fucking knew you’d love it,” he croaks as I stare down at the ladder that climbs up the underside of his shaft.

My core clenches as I think about how it feels inside me, how all those extra notches hit every single nerve, leaving me flying higher than I think I’ve ever been before.

As much as I want to stare at the beauty of it, I need to feel it move against me so I climb back over him, grinding my sensitive skin against the bars.

“Fucking hell, Dove. Your pussy is fucking soaked for me.”

With his deep voice filling my ears, I grind harder, letting my head fall back as I focus on the sensation.

“Julian,” I cry, getting close to the release I’m so desperate for from this alone.

“Put me inside you, Dove. I want to feel your pussy strangling me.”

“Oh God.” I moan as his dirty words perfectly hit the mark.

Wrapping my fingers around him, I lift up and position him at my entrance.

I take his tip inside me and watch in delight as his eyes roll back.

I’ve always known that what I have between my legs holds more power over men than anything else in the world. It’s why I made use of it when the opportunity arose, although I really wish I didn’t have to.

Am I doing this now to get ahead? Am I hoping that by letting him fucking me again, I’ll be more likely to convince him to let me downstairs to the man I really want? I’d probably be lying if I said no.

I might be a whore, but if it gets me what I want. If it gets me back in the protective arms of my husband, I’ll cope. Plus, there’s a guaranteed happy ending for me here. All seems pretty positive from my point of view.

“You’re a tease, Dove.” JD groans. “Sink down on my dick, baby. Let me feel you.”

I bounce a little, taking a few more centimeters, but I hold off, intentionally driving him to the brink.

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