Julius
After my amazing two days with Rosalie and that wet dream I had of us, I show up to work with a smile on my face. My left and right hand men, James and Lucas greet me with applause.
“So tell us which supermodel or celebrity put that grin on your face this time Julius.” Lucas states
“And spare no details.” James adds.
They enjoy living vicariously through me and are both single rambling men. They do well with their good looks and swagger but men like to talk about hot sex and hot women no matter what.
“Actually, it was a Cellist and sadly we only kissed. She ha
Julius I sit at the poker table with Ben, Arlo, Violet, and the twins. Stephanie and Krystal are feeding Becca liquor talking about their bridesmaids dresses they want to wear. Becca looks miserable and with the way she’s drinking, she’ll be passed out before the end of the night. Where the hell is Rosalie? Ben shuffles the deck of cars while we all drink beer. “Let’s start with blackjack.” Ben insists and we agree. “I can’t tell you how happy I am for you Ben. Becca is a wonderful woman.” Arlo says and then Becca let’s out a cackle in the distance. “Oh shit. Plan B bro.” Michael says to Christophe
Rosalie I have to admit I was jealous walking in the house seeing Stephanie in Julius’ lap. The only consolation was he didn’t look that into her. When I saw how Stephanie and Krystal looked at me when we were introduced, and the fact they were Ben and Julius’ family friends, I knew their mother must have convinced Becca to have them as her bridesmaids. I know these type of girls. Friends to your face and enemies behind your back. They were feeding Becca way to much bourbon to be a real friend. There’s no way in hell I would let them make a mockery of her. I threw that bottle so hard against the wall scaring the shit out of them. I really wanted to punch them in the face so I guess I practiced some level of self control. These girls are going to
Julius Stephanie and Krystal are so stupid to keep antagonizing Rosalie. With the way she threw that bottle right by their heads, you’d think they’d get the message. They meant to make her look bad for not having many sexual partners but it’s the exact opposite effect. I found her reply to be romantic and true. I’ve had more lovers than I can count but it was never truly an intimate experience. It was sex and release. With Rosalie there’s no doubt it would shake my soul. She already has. Dance party? Another reason to show their asses to a bunch of men. Stephanie and Krystal are the biggest whores ever and that’s coming from me. When Rosalie stripped down to her lacy black bra and panties my eyes were only on her. She moved slow and calculated. The perfect mix of skill and seductive mov
RosalieWhen we get to my house Julius follows me to my door expectantly. He wants to come in. Though somehow he snuck in two orgasms on me tonight...Okay the last one was all me but he helped make it happen with those hot spankings....Anyway, I’m not going any further so if that’s why he’s here he will be sadly disappointed. “Would you like to come in? I should warn you. Caesar is very protective of me.” I say.“Yes but if Caesar is another boyfriend I’ll happily run him off too.” He smirks.“Caesar is my dog and you know I don’t have a boyfriend.” I open the door and turn on the lights on. Thank god I cleaned up today. Julius explores around. Checking out my bookshelf’s above my fire
Julius After the best night of sleep I’ve had considering it was on a couch, I wake up to Rosalie stretched out on top of me. Since I woke before her I take the opportunity to play with her hair and smell her intoxicating scent. I have a feeling of total euphoria after spending the night hanging out and watching TV with Rosalie. The warm atmosphere, fire going, her making me a delicious pizza and her man eating wolf dog liking me.... I could do this everyday and not get tired of it. Though we flirted around previously in the night messing around like naughty teenagers. My enjoyment had nothing to do with sex. It was all due to her companionship alone. And it was refreshing to say the least. Rosalie starts to stir and sticks her nose in my armpit. Okay, top secret, I am in fact very ticklish. Tell no one.
RosalieWe pull up to the church and my father is waiting for us outside. We get out to greet him. He looks at Julius “Well, I see your date went well Rosalie.” He chuckles and hugs me, kissing me on my forehead. “Nothing wrong with a man that knows what he wants and takes it.” He hugs Julius and they give each other a knowing smile. Did I miss something? We go towards the doors and reach the fountain of holy water and my father and I dip our fingers and do the holy trinity. I did it for Julius. Touching his forehead, chest, and shoulders and he says something complaining that it’s “a bird bath” and “we’re all going to catch the avian flu.” I
Julius I was pretty pissed with being called a whore again. Yes it’s true, I don’t have the best reputation and though it was bragging rights amongst men, for some reason, I feel ashamed when Rosalie says it. Like she can’t stand that I’ve been with a lot of women. I was brooding when she tried to lighten the mood with her “promises, promises” comment. Then when she admitted she was jealous and that she wanted to be my whore, I started loosening up. Yes please. When she unzipped my pants and gave me road head after church? Mind blown along with my dick. Best I ever had. This woman will be the death of me. We make it to my gate in front of my house and I type in the code then the gate opens. “ Wow, this is unbelievable. I just know you have a play room in there.” She teases. “What’s the safe word?” She’s nuts. Now I feel like I need to add a play room though just incase she’s serious. We pull in the circular drive and I park in-front of the front door. We get out and Rosalie is
Rosalie Okay, 7 times?! And him just laying me down on the couch like “your my dessert”?! Then he flips out on that rant basically saying I forced him to pleasure me and I’m a taker that’s leaving without giving back!? I gave him road head. Did he forget that already? And he came on to me on that couch hot, heavy, and aggressive. I loved it. All of it but I really meant what I said about not hanging out unless it’s for wedding things. We have been hot and heavy from the first day we met, chaos in a tornado storm and because it feels like we are naturally meant to be in each other’s company, it’s getting dangerous. Not to mention our families are becoming tied. Monday comes and goes. Practicing with the symp
RosalieI’ve done so much in these past 6 months. Julius and I got married immediately after I was released from the hospital. It was a private ceremony with just us and the priest. Beyond romantic. I was able to perform for Scarpati’s induction into the Italian Symphony hall of fame.... and now..... “Push!!! Breathe!!! You’re getting close!!” The doctor yells over my screams. I squeeze Julius hand “I HATE YOU!!” I scream at me perfect husband. There was no time for the epidural so you can understand these hateful words. “I’m so sorry baby. You’re doing so great. I’m so lucky.” He kisses my head as another big contraction hits.
Julius Days have rolled into months. Visitors, flowers, the look of lost hope in everyone’s eyes starting to show. Begging me to let them cover for me so I can get out of the hospital. No way am I leaving her side. I’ve grown a beard and spend most days painting, singing, and talking to Rosalie and the baby. I have become the main caretaker for her. Bathing her, brushing her hair, dressing her. Not that I don’t trust the staff but I want to be the one to do those things for her. Today is Christmas. Rosalie’s birthday. A little over 2 months since she’s been here. She has the cutest little bump right now. After doing the math, the baby was definitely conceived on my birthday and is due sometime in June. I knew something wa
Rosalie I walked into the side kitchen to check on Becca’s wedding cake and was met with an irate screaming lady. Julius and Bens mom. “We have no ice to chill the champagne!! How janky of a wedding is this? You and Julius had better do something quick.” She demands. “It’s not a big deal. I’ll just run down the road to the store and get some.” I shrug ready to be away from her. I really really wanted to call her a few choice words but she is their mom. Sucks to be nice sometimes. I reach the four way stop. Look both ways and start to
Julius Machines beeping, bandages everywhere, my beautiful love unresponsive in a deep sleep. Our baby safe in her womb. Even through the horrible wreck she kept our baby safe. She’s so amazing. Her beautiful feet lay bare except a few gold toe rings. I reach for them. Kissing her feet, bawling crying while my tears washed them. “I’m so sorry baby. Please wake up. I can’t be without you...please get better. I love you so much.” I break down. We all do. Ben puts his hands on my shoulders. “Congratulations man. I know it’s gonna be okay brother. It has to.” Ben comforts me. Surprisingly it helps. I think everyone noti
JuliusI lay awake in the early morning hours with my beautiful love laying next to me. I sneak out and retrieve the small box from my coat pocket that I’ve brought with me. I look inside at the glistening diamond ring. I’m going to do it. Nerves be damned. When it comes time for the maid and man of honor speeches I’m going to ask her to marry me. I don’t care if it takes away a bit from Ben and Becca. I have to make her mine forever. In front of everyone. I close the box and put it back in the jacket pocket. I lay next to her. Both of us still naked. I watch her. Memorize every curve of her face while I stroke the dark waves of her hair. Smelling her scent. Ravishing in her beauty. She suddenly makes a sour face and stirs
Rosalie October 16 (Rehearsal Night)Julius and I head to the wedding rehearsal. We check into our room at the grand hotel. Ever since we made up that night we have once again been inseparable. Things are different this time though. As if we both accepted our destinies with each other. We’ve become closer, not holding back. Julius has seemed a bit nervous about the wedding but won’t let on exactly why other than “weddings make me nervous”. I don’t buy it but he can tell me on his own time.The twins and Violet are in the lobby as we get our room key. They run up to us, even huggin
BeccaI can’t find Rosalie anywhere and now I’m worried. She’s not been herself since the break up. It’s been hours and everyone’s left. To be honest I don’t want a stupid bachelorette party. I was furious over Julius picture and it made me have my suspicions about Ben. If his brother could move on so fast who’s to say Ben is in it for the long run? We’ve been fighting all week. I walk into the bachelor room where I find Ben standing drinking rum. This can’t be good. “Did you finalize your big PLANS sweetheart?” He throws his arms up dramatically. “You’re one night to be single again?” He turns away from me and leans against the bar. We both decided early on we didn’t want a bachelor
Julius I enter the Catholic Church. I even dip my fingers in the holy water, praying my ass off that some kind of miracle could fix this. Bring Rosalie back to me. I see her father kneeling at the pew. I move to sit next to him. He turns and gives me a knowing smile and pats me on the back. “It’s good to see you my boy.” He whispers. I return his greetings with a defeated smile. The service goes on as usual and I think of the last time I was here with her. Laughing like children at the priests Kermit the frog voice. My heart aches. I wonder if I can ever laugh again. When we finish he walks me outside and invites me to lunch. We go to his favorite Italian spot and he makes conversation easily. Not wasting a beat. “Trouble i
Rosalie After crying myself to sleep all night, I wake up and do the worst thing. I check my newsfeed and see the man I’ve fallen for fucking a stripper. “Playboy Billionaire Is At It Again”“Though he captured our attention the night before with the beautiful Rosalie Valentino in a picture compared to the classic “The Kiss” (photo of a nurse sending a sailor off to war) he is at his old tricks again. Not that we mind, but I wonder how his short lived flame is feeling. Ah, young love. Julius does know how to keep us on our toes. I wonder who will be the next lucky lady to grace his bedsheets? Here’s to hoping gals!” I throw my phone down and run to the bathroom to puke in between cry