A sigh escapes from my lips. I'm simply stunned.
Of course, Julian is just saying this because he had too much to drink. His eyelids look heavy, and his voice is slurred. Perhaps he's as drunk as he was when said we should be just friends.But this time, there's something different. The intensity in Julian's gaze, the way he touches me with such greed… It's like there's chaos inside his mind and, while I'm pleased to see him suffer at least a bit like me, it also hurts me.I bring my hand up to his face… And the way he snuggles into my touch, kissing the palm of my hand, brings butterflies to my tummy.“What are you doing, Julian?” I ask, looking straight into his eyes.“Regretting.” He says, closing his eyes and rubbing his cheek against my slightly trembling hand. “I'm sorry, hum?”I open my lips to answer him, but Julian is sly and, while his face looks innocent, his hands are getting ready to connectJulian holds me, his hands firmly on my ass, and stands up, still inside me. I purse my lips tightly to avoid making a noise while he leads me to the bathroom, so calm that makes my nerves prickle. I can already hear my father's footsteps walking towards my room when Julian releases me into the bathroom and closes the door with just one hand.“Angel?” My father's voice sounds close, dangerously close.Click — Julian locks the door, making me let out a sigh of relief. But soon the gap between my lips is filled by Julian's tongue that slides into my mouth while his hand grips my hair tightly again.My eyes widen at the sudden kiss, but I close my eyes, giving myself to him completely.I lean against the sink counter, running my hand up his arms, so strong, so big… until I finally reach his shoulders. Julian is so tall, I have to stand on my tiptoes to properly kiss him, and he also has to lean over me. He rests one hand on the counter behin
Hearing the word punishment escape Julian's lips always sends me a shiver… especially when he looks at me so intensely and holds my face, with his fingertips brushing through the hair on my nape.“Why don't you take off these clothes before I tear them all?” Julian says hoarsely, using his thumb to caress my cheek. And I nod, taking my hands to the dress straps that easily slide past my shoulders. I press my knees together, feeling something sticky between my inner thighs, running down my skin. It's odd, but I really like it.Pulling the cloth past my hips, I let it slide down to my ankles, revealing my bare breasts and thin panties.Julian runs his eyes down my body, still holding my face, and grumbles deep in his throat. His other hand goes to my breast, to my hard nipple, and it brings a wave of pleasure when it's finally touched.His thumb is playing with this slight stiffness of mine, rubbing his fingerprints quickly with circular movement
Julian sinks into the bathtub, pulling my body to his. The sensation of the warm water immediately relaxes my muscles while he wraps my body in his embrace, making me sit between his legs. His solid chest against my back is oddly cozy… Somehow, even though we're naked and so close… my body doesn't burn in the same lustful way, even though there's a warmth in my chest.“Where did he touch you, huh?” He asks me hoarsely, tossing my brown waves past my shoulders, wetting my hair that sticks to his skin.“I lied,” I whisper, feeling Julian's fingers run slowly up my arm. “He didn't touch me anywhere.”“Not even in your arms?” He whispers, his lips brushing against my ear, “Or your hair?”“No, he didn't.” I close my eyes when I feel his lips against my shoulder, placing a light kiss there.“What about your back?”I sigh thoughtfully… “Maybe he touch
I slowly pull my face away, resting my hands on his shoulders, and look at him… The discreet smile on his lips makes him so annoyingly handsome that my heart skips a beat. I open my lips and take a deep breath, keeping the air in my lungs while his hands slide down the curves of my body.“Julian…”“Can't I?” He innocently asks with that almost smug little smile, “I won't if you don't want me to.”My lips moisten while he leans over me, supporting my back…“You know… I've never done this before…” Brushing our lips together, Julian adds, making his words reverberate inside my chest, “But it felt so good, and I want it again…”“You're so sly,” I say with a laugh, and he places a light kiss on my lips.“Ride me… I'm giving you control this time.” He relaxes his back in the tub again, allowing me to move as I please, “If
Back in the bedroom, away from the smell of pleasure, the steamy that was making my mind foggy, I take a deep breath, inflating my lungs to the max, only to let it out harshly… And I look at my bed, painfully aware that I really want to fall asleep in Julian's arms, especially when looking at him would be the first thing in the morning.But that's just a silly dream that I don't get much attached to. I just open the bedroom door fearfully, with my heart beating fast and anxiously. The lights in the house are on, but there's such a deep silence that I can hear everything around me — the creak of the door, my heart beating in my ear, and my feet that make a thin noise whenever the sole hit the porcelain tiles."Dad?" I call out loudly, walking down the corridor slowly… It's a long corridor and, although it's not as big as the villa Dad used to live in, this apartment has many rooms. Fortunately, Dad's is one of the first, which means it's considerably far
I’ve been staring at the damn screen of this phone for at least five minutes. I can’t take my eyes off the picture on the forum… even if my throat is so tight it burns or my chest feels heavy.It’s a picture of Angelee and that restaurant owner on their date yesterday. And they seem to be kissing.I’m feeling like crap.Hah. I can’t stand this.I abruptly throw my phone on the table and lean back in my chair, closing my eyes and sighing deeply. My head is throbbing so much that I haven’t even gotten to the gym for a workout. I feel like I’ve been slacking off over the last few days, especially since Mike returned. My head has been a mess since then.Of course, it’s my fault. I should have known from the start that things would turn out this way. Getting involved with Angelee would cost me dearly, and I paid the price.Now I’m here, so hungover that I can barely focus on my work; my chest is he
The photo this time isn’t really compromising, but just as Tyler predicted, they used the angle to create the perfect narrative. Even though a kiss doesn’t seem like something relevant — and something that only concerns my private life — the stalker attached an interesting detail when publishing it,[Angelee making out with her best friend’s now ex-boyfriend].These simple words are enough for people to start making absurd assumptions. Some replies related it to Laura’s pregnancy, and others accused me of being the reason she’s a single mother now, assuming that Tyler is the child’s father.And from the satisfied smile on her face, she seems to be happy with the theories.By now, it’s clear who’s responsible for these photos, but... I need proof. So I don’t even sit down to start work; I just walk quickly to the I.T. technician’s floor. And when the elevator doors open there, I start getting
My eyes widen slightly... “What do you mean?”Julian gives a discreet, cocky smile. “You know what I mean.”My face heats up even more, and I look away, trying to move my face, but Julian’s hand still holds it tenderly. His low, husky chuckle at my reaction sends shivers down my spine and attracts my eyes again. “You’re adorable, you know.” He brushes his finger against my lips once more, using its tip to make a small gap between them. “It makes me even want to ignore that you lied to me.”“I didn’t lie to you.” My voice comes out low and weak.“Yes, you did. First, you said that man’s kiss was better than mine — and then you said he didn’t touch you. One way or another, you lied to me, you naughty girl.”I look at him again, finding some amusement in his expression, in the smile that threatens to break out at the corner of his lips... But his ey