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Fuck him. I’ll show him.
I lift the hem of my skirt, exposing my soaked underwear.
His gaze follows my every move as I push my underwear to the side and trace my slit. I’m careful to avoid my clit, wanting to drag this process out.
His muscles bulge as he pauses mid-thrust. “Let me see.”
I lift my glistening middle finger into the air.
“Fuck.”
My body lights up like the sky on the Fourth of July.
“Show me how you like to be touched.”
His demand feels like a test in a way, and I’d like nothing more than to pass with flying colors. He pulls back, giving me a moment to collect myself before restarting his ownership of my mouth.
God. This is so wrong.
I spread my thighs wider and match his thrusts with my own. Every pump of my fingers sends a fresh wave of sparks down my spine, and after a minute, my muscles are trembling.
I play with my clit and shudder at the building pressure in my lower belly.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” His maddening pace quickens.
The butterflies in my stomach rage and riot at his nickname, threatening to burst free. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I tease myself to the sounds of his groans.
“Dahlia,” he chants as I wrap my lips around his cock andsuck hard enough to make him shake.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You are too fucking good at that.”
Julian cursing twice in one breath? A girl could get used to that.
“Screw this.” He pulls out of my mouth, yanks me to my feet, and drags me by the hand toward the wall with the window facing the lake.
“What are you—” My question gets cut off as he drops to his knees, throws my leg over his shoulder, and yanks my underwear to the side.
He gazes at my pussy like one does a work of art—with utter fascination and devotion. My legs tremble, which seems to snap him out of his trance.
He glides his tongue over my slit, sending sparks down my spine.
“Oh, fuck.” My head knocks back against the wall.
Whatever self-control Julian had snaps as he alternates between long strokes and deep thrusts of his tongue. He studies my reactions like I’m his favorite subject, his attention never straying from my face, and I have to break eye contact multiple times because what reflects in his eyes excites me way more than it should.
I detonate with a single thrust of his finger and a rough tug of my clit with his mouth. My leg locks around his neck as I trap him against my pussy, forcing him to keep going while I ride out my orgasm.
I’m so lost in my lust that I don’t notice Julian’s jerky movements until he is groaning against me. I glance down at the mess he made of the floor.
Holy shit.
Julian came to the sound and taste ofme. I’ve never felt more powerful in my life than with him on his knees, still trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm while he stares up at me with an expression I’m too afraid to dissect.
He got my hopes up once before, and I refuse to fall for it again.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Julian
