I smiled. “Don’t stop.”
He dove back into my pussy, working over my sensitive nerves. I was unable to stop myself from moaning. As I lost control, and the tension between my legs grew to a fever pitch, Julian let out a groan in response. The more I lost myself, the more turned on he got.
He gripped onto my thighs and doubled down his efforts, knowing it would send me over the edge. I couldn’t help but squeeze my thighs together, clamping down on his head. He used his strength to push my legs back open, giving him access to me.
I yelled out, “Oh my God. I’m gonna…”
Julian groaned again, the vibration of his voice buzzing against my sensitive nerves. I was so swollen, so needy, and so damn close.
“Julian, please. Don’t stop!”
He bit down gently on my clit, and it was all over. My orgasm exploded inside me. The shock waves rippled out from my core to the very tips of my extremities, making me twitch and convulse in pleasure. I gripped onto Julian’s head with my thighs, pushing my pelvis against his mouth, as I rode out the most glorious orgasm of my entire life.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Lola
As I regained my senses, Julian moved up my body, and placed a soft, sensual kiss on my lips. Our attention was drawn to the dozens of eyes that were on me, and Julian didn’t seem pleased.
“Let’s get out of here.” Julian stood up and offered me his hand.
Still lost in the bliss of my release, I complied, grabbing his hand as he helped me up.
We dressed hastily. Then Julian led me out of the Gold Room, through the Meeting Gallery and down the front steps toward a waiting town car. Overhead, dark, ominous clouds loomed as far as the eye could see.
“Take us back to the city.” Julian instructed the driver.
“Yes, sir. But I have to warn you, the forecast says we’re in for some wild weather. I don’t know what the roads will be like in an hour.”
Julian nodded. “Just take us.”
The driver complied, opening the door for me so I could slide onto the back seat. As we got settled into the car, I let my head relax against the leather car seat and looked at Julian.
“So that just happened…” I whispered, trying to read him.
The hint of a smile cracked his austere expression. “Yeah, that happened…”
The look he offered me said more than any words could say. That something in our relationship had shifted, and now there was no going back. Neither of us knew what that meant.
An hour into our ride home, the storm outside had become vicious. Rain and wind lashed at the windows, and it felt like the driver was barely in control as the storm front made the roads treacherous.
“Visibility is terrible.” The driver called to us in the back. He had to speak loud so that we could hear him over the sound of distant thunder and howling wind. “Wait — is that ambulance lights ahead?”
We scrambled to look out the window to see what was ahead. There were flashing lights in the distance, and the traffic in front of us came to a halt.
The driver turned on the radio. The traffic update announced that there had been a series of car accidents on the main roads in the area due to the storm. They warned vehicles to stay off the roads. The driver glanced at us through the rear vision mirror.
Julian sighed as he leaned back into his seat. The ride so far had been nerve-racking. I’d been gripping the side of the door for most of the journey. Julian and I had barely had a moment to talk, let alone discuss what had happened back at The Reunion, because of the conditions.
“It’s not worth the risk,” Julian said to the driver. “Can you get us out of here and to a hotel?”
The driver nodded. “Good idea. I know a few places around here. I’ll take the next side street coming up so we can get off this road.”
I raised my eyebrow. “A hotel?”
“It’s unavoidable. If it was just me in the car, maybe I’d consider continuing… But I won’t risk your life just so that we can get back to the city tonight. It’s already late, we can get a ride back in the morning.”
He studied my reaction, which was one of apprehension. Him and I, staying at a hotel together? After what happened tonight, I couldn’t help where my mind automatically went… to what I’d like to happen, but probably shouldn’t.
“Unless you got somewhere to be tonight?” Julian asked, adjusting his cufflinks.
“No, I don’t have anywhere else to be.”
Julian offered me an unreadable stare and then peered back out the window at the nightmare that surrounded us.
* * *
When we got to the hotel, it was clear that everybody else had the same idea that we did, because there was only one room left. Most hotels in the area were already booked out.
The driver offered to stay with a friend nearby, who would let him crash for the night, and he promised to come back first thing in the morning to drive us back home.
“One room?” I repeated when Julian walked back from the hotel desk to where I was waiting for him by the elevator. “Okay, then.”
“It’s not ideal. I think we’re just lucky to even get a place to stay tonight.” He handed me the hotel key as we hopped into the elevator.
He leaned back against the elevator wall, and I offered him a quizzical look. “I’ll sleep on the floor if that’s what you’re thinking,” he said.
He was right. I was thinking about how the sleeping arrangement would work out. Our once clearly defined relationship was now full of all kinds of blurred lines. Physically, there was no doubt about our chemistry. It had been palpable from day one.
But physical chemistry doesn’t mean a thing if the man you like is emotionally unavailable. Worse still, those emotions were tied up in the memory of something that could have been, but was now dead and buried. I didn’t know if Julian would ever be in a place to move forward, when he was so intent on solving the mystery that surrounded his past.
Would we ever find out the truth about Hannah? As long Hannah’s disappearance was lingering over us, there would always be something stopping Julian from seeing us as anything more than a means to an end. We were only friends because of our mutual hatred for Cole. Without that, what was holding us together?
We entered the small hotel room, and as expected, there was one king-size bed. There was no sofa either.
Julian pulled some spare pillows and blankets out of the closet. He made himself a bed on the floor between the bed and a large window, which overlooked the hotel parking lot several stories below.
I sat on the bed as I watched him put the last of the blankets on the floor. “Are you sure that will be comfortable? I mean, I don’t mind if you take the bed.”
He raised his eyebrow. “I’ll be fine. Trust me, it’s not the first time I’ve slept on the floor.”
I smiled and nodded, I kept forgetting that he had once been homeless. It was hard to believe that the man who stood before me, who wore expensive suits and lived in a mansion in New York City, had experienced such an extraordinary journey to the top.
I kicked off my shoes and then walked to the bathroom, where I removed my make up. When I came out, the lights were off. Julian cut a fine silhouette as he removed his watch and began unbuttoning his shirt. My mind went back to seeing him disrobe for the first time at The Ritual earlier in the evening and how the sight of his sculpted upper body had made me wet.
Once his shoes were off, he removed his belt and pushed down his slacks, so he was only in his boxer briefs. The moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the hard curves of his muscles, making him look like even more of a masterpiece.
Julian turned his head, and suddenly I realized I’d been staring at him. He swallowed and quickly looked away.
It was rude to stare, I repeated over and over again in my head.
I peeled down the comforter on my bed and unzipped my dress, letting it fall to the ground. I climbed beneath the comforter with only my panties on, while Julian mad
e himself comfortable in his own makeshift bed on the floor.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Lola
Although it had been hard to get to sleep, knowing that Julian was only a few feet away in his half naked glory, finally I drifted off. But in the very early hours, I was awoken by a dryness in my throat. I glanced at the clock. It was 3AM. I sat upright and was startled when I saw a figure by the window. It was Julian. He stood with his back to me, staring out the window with a drink in his hand.
Without thinking about my state of undress, I got up and walked over to him.
“The minibar was well-stocked, I see.” I gestured towards his drink which had a amber colored liquid inside. Julian wasn't startled by my interruption, perhaps he'd heard me padding over to him.
He briefly scanned his eyes down to my bare chest. My nipples were erect from the cool air conditioning of the hotel room. He swallowed and then turned his attention back to the window.
“This really is a terrible view.” He took a sip of his drink.
I chuckled as we both stared out over the concrete parking lot. There was nothing of interest to look at.
“That moon though.” He nodded towards the glowing full moon which was especially bright and clear, now that the clouds had begun to part after the storm. “Now that's really something.”
“Beautiful.” I said softly.
He looked at me again, but this time I noticed how he bit back slightly on his bottom lip. He once again let his gaze fall to my naked body, then back up to my face. He placed down his cup on the nearby counter top and then turned to me.
He reached his hand to my hip, brushing my skin lightly and watched my reaction. I hitched my breath at the contact. He squeezed the curve of my hip and pulled me towards him. The whole time he didn't take his eyes off me, even as they turned darker with need.
I panted lightly, my breath trailing across his chest. He took my lips to his, without saying a word. We both knew that we could no longer fight this. It was almost involuntary, as if something deep inside us needed each other in that moment. In the dead of the night, inside the cramped hotel room, whatever emotional baggage stood in our way seemed irrelevant. It could wait till the morning. As warm skin, met warm skin, as a lips brushed against each other, there was nothing left but the two of us in the whole world.
I tilted my jaw up to meet his so that he could kiss me fully. He pushed my lips open with his tongue and dived inside. I pressed my breasts against his chest, one hand raking through the hair on the back of his head. He kissed me with the passion I'd come to expect from our encounters. A constant feeling that he needed more of me, but he couldn't get enough.
As we slowed the kiss, he turned his attention to my body. He caressed my sides, sliding his hands down to my behind which he squeezed gently, causing me to moan into his mouth. He pushed his hips into me and I could feel his hard cock straining against the fabric of his boxer briefs.
I ran my hand down his body until it met his length and rubbed gently on the outside of his underwear. The instant I did it, Julian groaned, his lips parting and his eyes momentarily fluttering closed. When he opened them again, they were on fire.
He suddenly picked me up and carried me to the bed, where he gently laid me down on my back. He caged me in, with his body on top of mine, and kissed gently down my neck.
It wasn’t long before he got to my breasts and took one nipple into his mouth, while he rubbed the other. His mouth on my sensitive skin, was so intensely pleasurable that I arched my back, letting out indecipherable sounds from the back of my throat. Every time I did it, it seemed to drive him further to the brink.
His kisses, his licks, and his caresses became more urgent, and frenzied. I yanked his head up to mine and push him down on my lips for another kiss, at the same time he trailed his hand down my body and slipped his fingers into my underwear and deep into my folds.
I let out a cry which forced our mouths to part. Julian bit the bottom of his lip as he watched my face intently. I contorted and panted, my eyes desperately crying for him to keep going. Too never stop.
“I want you,” I managed to pant out breathlessly.
“I want you so bad,” he said, his voice heavy with desire.
He lifted himself off me until he was on his knees and then proceeded to pull down my panties. Kneeling between my legs, he rubbed my clit and pushed his index finger into me.
My breathing quickened. “Please…” I whispered.
He worked me with his digits a moment longer, his eyes fully trained on my face and how much pleasure he was bringing me. Then without warning, he got off the bed and stood up, removing his boxer briefs and climbed back on.
My mouth hung open as I saw his thick, hard and perfectly long cock jutting out in front of him. Everything about his eyes told me he was ready.
He positioned me on my side, while he laid on his side behind me, with his cock pressing up against my butt. He kissed the side of my neck, nibbling and biting gently, whilst his hands reached over me, massaging my breasts. After that, his hand drifted down to my thigh, and he gently lifted my leg, to create access. He positioned the head of his length at my entrance, rubbing it up-and-down my pussy, sending me wild with anticipation.
“Is this what you want…” he whispered into my ear.
I took my hand to my own breast and began to fumble with my nipples. “Yes, I want your cock inside me.”
Julian groaned against my neck and the next thing I knew he was pushing inside me from behind, slowly, to allow me to acclimate to his size. I’d only ever been with one guy, Noah, but I knew instinctively that this experience wasn’t going be anything like that.
I gasped once he was fully seated inside me. He slowly edged out. I could feel Julian's heart beating against my back and his hitched breath, as he plunged himself back inside me. This time it was hard and deep.
We both cried out. Julian gripped my hip to use it as leverage as he thrust in and out of me slowly, agonizingly so. It was delicious—the way he rolled his hip into mine, letting the entirety of his length hit me in all the right spots. I pushed my ass back into his hips and ground into him, making the pleasure even more intense.
“That's it, baby,” Julian panted as we moved in unison. “You're so tight. You feel so fucking good.”
He pulled my head back toward him so our lips could meet. We stayed like that for a moment or two, kissing whilst we slowly built up the speed. He let go of my jaw and moved his hand so he could hold my top leg up higher, allowing him deeper access.
He pumped into me faster and harder than before. I couldn't stop my eyelids from fluttering closed as I gave into just how good he felt inside me… how good it felt to have this strong, tattooed man rubbing up against me.
His skin was hot, and slick with sweat from our lovemaking, and I couldn't get enough of it. I could hear Julian losing himself more and more in the moment, the sounds emanating from the back of his throat becoming animalistic.
After a few more minutes, he pulled out of me and pushed me onto my back. He climbed on top of me and I instantly knew what to do. I opened my legs and wrapped them around his back as he drove his cock into me again. This time I could see the look of pure ecstasy on his face as he pushed in and out of me, deep, hard, and steady.
His neck and face were flushed red. His eyes were focused on mine, but they where laden with pleasure. He breathed heavily into my neck and I dug my nails into his back, pushing him further against my body. I couldn't help but let my moans echo through the tiny hotel room. I didn't care what anyone else in the building thought. I was completely lost in the moment.
Julian raised his head and kissed me. When he pulled his lips away, his head stayed there, our noses brushing against each other as we drew closer and closer to the inevitable. I could feel it building, it had been coming for a while, but I knew I couldn’t take much more of it.
“I think I'm gonna come, Julian,” I cried out.
“Fuck.” Julian growle
d and began rubbing my clit with his free hand.
It pushed me over the top, and before I knew it, the exquisite pleasure which had been building layer upon layer, finally sent me over the edge. The release was immeasurable. It obliterated me. I ceased to exist.
I gripped hard into Julian's back as he continued to push inside me, only extending the length of my pleasure. Seconds later the veins in Julian’s neck strained, and he groaning loudly, burying his head into the side of my neck as he spilled into me.
Then there was silence. Julian stilled and we simply held each other, enjoying the aftermath of our orgasms.
We took a moment to recover, and then Julian lifted himself up and pulled out of me. He panted as he wiped his brow, and collapsed on the bed beside me. I couldn’t even move. It took all the strength in me just to turn my head to face him. He glanced at me as his chest heaved up-and-down, his arm placed lazily above his head on the pillow.
“That was…” I started to say, but I couldn’t finish the sentence. I didn’t even know how to put it into words.
Julian lifted his arm and caressed my jaw. “You don’t have to say it. I know.”
I smiled, and having finally found the strength to move my body, I scooted over and laid my head on his chest. He took me in against his body, resting his arm over my back. Then, just like that, we closed our eyes and drifted into a deep slumber.
Chapter Thirty
Julian
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
I groaned at the sound of my phone ringing. It woke me from the best night of sleep I’d had in some time. Maybe even years.
Without opening my eyes, I reached over and picked up my phone from the nightstand and answered.
“Morning, Mr. Lewin. It’s 9 AM, on the dot. I’m waiting out front, just like you asked me to. Are you coming down?”
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