Julian’s words don’t hit me like a punch, but they steal my breath and wet my eyes. It takes me a few moments to understand what he’s saying… that he’s telling me to belong to him.
He doesn’t rush me, doesn’t move, or even blink… He just looks me in the eye, waiting for the answer that has disappeared from the tip of my tongue.I take a deep breath, looking at our intertwined fingers, the way my hand seems to fit perfectly in his, even though it’s so small and delicate. I return my gaze to him, to his intense green eyes that shine with something that takes me apart.Noticing that my silence lasts longer than expected, Julian stands up without releasing our hands. He moves closer, decreasing our distance until our bodies are only a few inches apart.I lift my face to keep looking at him, almost hypnotized by the way I reflect in his eyes.Julian brings his other hand to my face, fitting my cheek in his p“I’m firing her today.” He says, turning to me, interrupting the thoughts that made me smile — a smile that leaves him confused. “What?”“Don’t do that,” I say, catching his surprised and confused eyes; there’s doubt all over his face. “You can’t fire Laura now… If you do, I won’t be able to prove her involvement in the stalker problem.”Julian crosses his arms, drawing my eyes to his tempting muscles… Hah, I hate that I can’t ignore it.“Do you have a plan?”“Yes, I do…” I open my lips to say that, in fact, this photo is Tyler’s plan to get Laura, but my phone buzzes in my pants pocket.Julian’s eyes are on me while I look at the reply that Tyler sent me at this very moment, almost like it were a sign from the universe, and I smile at the text,[Haha, it looks like someone fell for it…][Can you come over today? I’ve had another petty idea.]“Anyway, don’t fire her yet, please,” I say, still finishing sending Tyler a reply… When I look up, I find Julian’s serious expression, his teet
“A plan?” Julian’s eyes shine in an understanding that makes me regret playing with his expectations, and then he adds to me, “I see… when you said you had a plan, that’s what you were talking about.”“Before I explain everything, how about ordering something? I don’t want to disturb your lunch.”Julian clenches his teeth, probably swallowing petty words. It’s funny how he’s always composed but seems on edge now. I never imagined he was the jealous type; it’s like he has so many facets yet to be uncovered. But, well, it doesn’t matter… I feel like I could love them all.“Just a double American,” Julian says plainly, without looking at the menu, and I order the fastest choice — a Club Sandwich.Tyler moves away to prepare the orders, and Julian brings his face close to mine to whisper, “What are you up to behind my back, little girl?”“I told you the photo wasn’t what you thought it was,” I mumble, shifting restlessly in my chair, feeling his cologne intoxicating me. “We had a theory a
I stare at the door of Angelee’s apartment, waiting for them to open it. My hands are in my pockets, and I hold my present for tonight in closed fist.Ever since I heard Tyler’s plan, my mood has been shit. Well, it’s a good plan, so I kept quiet. But of course, that doesn’t mean I like being pushed around like this.Heavy footsteps sound on the other side, and I let out a harsh breath through a gap between my lips when the door finally opens. Mike doesn’t seem surprised to see me; his phone is pressed to his ear, listening to something on the other end of the line, someone passing on a report or something like that.With a nod, he invites me in, heading back into the apartment.I close the door behind me, with my eyes scanning the place, settling on the corridor — at the end of it, where Angelee’s room is.“Still working, Mike? Don’t you think you need a break?” I say loudly, teasingly, and get a roll of the eyes.“I wouldn’t have to work that much if you just returned to your Vice P
The atmosphere in this club is something I’ve never felt before. When I went to that kinky club, it was very chaotic, but this one is calmer. Despite the purple lights and neon glowing in the comfortable darkness, I feel comfy sitting on the big round couches surrounding the large table that, just as I asked Julian, is the best place for everyone to observe us.But now, it makes me a little nervous.I bring the mocktail to my lips, feeling the fruity taste and the cold relieve my dry mouth; I hope it also eases some of my anxiety, but I wriggle restlessly on the red couch and feel something inside me.“Are you sure this club was really the best choice?” Tyler asks, looking around with his arms open over the couch. “Isn’t this an exclusive place for high society? I don’t think Laura has the clout to be here.”In fact, she doesn’t.Laura was born in New York, but her small family lives in the suburbs. I know thei
I fidget restlessly, breathing deeply while the dildo vibrates inside me, and I look around, relieved that my moan has mixed in with the loud music, but it doesn't last long because my skin is prickling, every inch of it seized by an icy sensation that makes me shiver.My trembling hands reach for the mocktail, and I swear my body is as cold as the glass. I drink the whole thing in one gulp, which surprises the people around me, who believe there's some alcohol in it, but I just want to relieve my dry throat and forget this feeling.But,huh... Damn.I can't.I close my eyes tightly, slamming the empty glass on the table and leaning back against the couch. I hug my body, trying to control the desire that's consuming me, but it's in vain because the sensation is so good that I catch myself letting out a hot breath through the gap in my lips."Are you all right?" Cathy asks fearfully, but I don't dare open my eyes and face her. I don't even dare move; any movem
Julian’s hands slide along the curves of my body, and even though his fingers aren’t directly on my skin, it’s warm where he touches. His green eyes stare at me intensely; they’re so deep that I drown in their immensity, but I can’t hold his gaze for long because his lips draw me, and his playful smile weakens me.“Your face is flushed, Angel... I wonder what caused it.” He pulls me by the waist, finally ending the distance between us. My breasts press against his abs, bouncing slightly through my cleavage, which attracts his eyes and makes him take a short breath.“You’re torturing me,” I say in a low, almost sly voice... And that makes his smile grow even wider, with a husky chuckle.“Am I?” He brings our faces closer but keeps his eyes on mine. “Funny, it looked like you were enjoying yourself.”Julian looks past my eyes and around us, and suddenly, I remember that we’re
The moment Julian closes his apartment door, I take a deep breath and turn slowly towards him, with my heart beating fast and desperate against my chest. Suddenly, I’m nervous, and butterflies swirl in my belly. Julian slowly walks towards me, his body shrouded in shadows that are only softened by the lights of New York City coming through the window. The nights here are always long, but from the look on his face when he finally stops before me, I know it will be even longer for both of us.His hand already reaches for my hair, lifting my brown strands through the gaps between his fingers just to get a firm grip. His body moves even closer, decreasing the distance that kept me safe from going crazy... Now, he’s pressing his abdomen against my breasts, lifting my face and making sure I notice the desire burning in his green eyes.I close my eyes, enjoying the sensation of Julian’s other hand moving up my thigh, slipping under my dress; his big open h
I try to stop the moans from escaping, but it’s useless... the dildo is making my whole insides vibrate, and I’m so sensitive that tears of pleasure keep running down my face.“Don’t you like it?” Julian touches my face, drying my tears.I look directly into his eyes, so intense and lustful that they send shivers down my spine. I open my lips to answer him, but nothing but moans escape between them. And that seems to be enough for Julian because he smiles and squeezes my hair, tilting my head by the bun. He throws the remote control on the bed, out of my reach and away from the possibility of turning it off.“Be honest, little girl.” His voice is husky and deep, showing me that reason has truly left his mind. He holds up his erection, drawing my eyes. “You said you wouldn’t play anymore, didn’t you? If you’re enjoying it, you should say so.”I moan again, shuddering, pressing my nails harder