Chapter Fifteen
Nathan was not a happy camper as he elbowed his way through the noisy, crowded dance club. He remembered why he so infrequently patronized these places anymore, though as little as three or four years ago he’d spent many wild nights at clubs like this one. He’d grown tired of that scene, no longer interested in picking up different women and having casual, no-strings-attached sex with them. It was one of the reasons that he’d let himself be persuaded into a long-term relationship, and ultimately an engagement, with Cameron.
He continued to weave his way through the sea of bodies, completely ignoring the various women who called out suggestive comments to him, or looked him over seductively before offering up a carnal smile. It was still another reason he was glad his clubbing days were over.
He muscled his way over to the crowded bar, and was somehow able to order a Corona over the deafening noise of the music. Carefully avoiding eye contact with any of the women hanging around the bar, he began to scan the packed dance floor and surrounding tables for the person he’d come here specifically to see. He wasn’t even sure if this was the club she would have wound up choosing. For all he knew, Julia and her troublesome twin were at Sapphire Sky instead. Or at a completely different club they had heard about. Or maybe Lauren had just been fucking with his head, and was lying about the whole girls’ night out thing and finding a man for her sister to screw, and the twins were at home having pizza and watching chick flicks. No, there was no way Lauren would ever watch something as prissy as a chick flick, and he couldn’t see Julia agreeing to the action or horror movie that would be more Lauren’s style. So maybe they actually were out on the dance floor at this very moment, trolling for men, and that idea really, really pissed him off.
Nathan grimaced when he recalled Lauren’s deliberately saucy words and impish smile yesterday. Somehow she knew about him and Julia, or at the very least suspected that there was something going on between them. He didn’t think that Julia had told her sister that the man she’d been with in New York was actually her current employer, especially after having met Lauren for himself and seeing just how fearless she was about saying whatever came to her mind. But Lauren had definitely sniffed out something, and he was convinced that her comments about getting Julia laid had been very intentional, intended to piss him off and make him jealous.
And they had worked all too well, dammit. That he was here now in this noisy den of bedlam, and most likely on a wild goose chase, spoke volumes about his obsession with Julia. He’d been furious at the image Lauren had intentionally conjured up in his mind – that of Julia dancing with other guys until she found the one she wanted to go home with. Or even worse – letting Lauren get her tipsy enough to agree to the so-called “twin sandwich” with both gorgeous sisters heading out with one extremely lucky man.
He shuddered at that image, unable to picture sweet, refined Julia actively doing something that kinky. Lauren, on the other hand, he could definitely see in some type of three-way arrangement, though it was far more likely to be her and two men. And, he thought darkly, with both men tied up and blindfolded while Lauren brought out the whips and chains.
What his purpose in being here tonight wasn’t precisely clear to Nathan. On a typical Friday night he’d be out somewhere with Cameron, but she happened to be away this particular weekend at her annual getaway with her college girlfriends. She’d flown out to Las Vegas this morning and wouldn’t be back until Sunday night, so he was pretty much on his own right now. He’d started the evening by getting Chinese takeout and settling in to watch a baseball game. But, as the evening had worn on, he’d kept replaying that little scene with that vixen Lauren from yesterday, and all he could think about was Julia dirty dancing with some sleazeball, someone who’d be all too happy to take her home and fuck her senseless. Before he knew it, he was in the garage of his condo building and getting behind the wheel of his BMW Roadster.
He’d guessed that Lauren would choose Level Two since it was overall a classier, more upscale place than Sapphire Sky. Not that the tough-talking Lauren would have minded the latter’s slightly earthier atmosphere, but Julia would have been more at ease with Level Two’s environment.
But now, after searching the dance floor and the surrounding tables for close to a half hour, Nathan was ready to give up and move on to the next place. He had just set his empty beer bottle on the bar when he happened to glance up and recognize the tall, uber-slender woman ordering a drink to his left.
Angela. Julia’s neighbor and evidently close friend to both of the sisters. The raven-haired girl looked less than happy to be here, and Nathan watched as the bartended poured her a hefty portion of Absolut Citron over ice.
“That stuff isn’t exactly lemonade, you know,” he drawled as he stepped closer to her.
Angela glanced up at him in surprise, and then smirked as she took a healthy swallow of her vodka. “Yeah, that’s sort of the idea.” She set her drink down on the bar, eyeing him suspiciously. “What are you doing here anyway? No fiancée tonight?”
He shrugged. “Free country. Why shouldn’t I be here having a drink?”
“Alone? And very coincidentally in the same club that Lauren, Julia and I are at?’ asked Angela sarcastically. “Seems to me like you’re stalking one of us.”
“Where is she?” His question was brusque, almost angry.
“Why do you want to know? I warned you last time not to fuck with her, and ever since that day she’s been in the lousiest mood I’ve ever seen her in. And I’ve known her since we were eight years old.”
Nathan was a bit taken aback by the steely glint in Angela’s dark eyes, and the threatening tone of her voice, but he wasn’t ready to back down. “This is between Julia and me. Stay out of it, okay? And just tell me where she is.”
Angela sighed. “Fine. She’s out there dancing. Good luck finding her. Asshole.”
Without a backwards glance, she took her drink and walked off before he could stop her, and he cursed viciously. With no other options remaining, he braced himself and made his way to the dance floor, impatiently brushing off the assorted female – and male – hands that reached out as he pushed himself through the frantic throng. He felt more than a little claustrophobic at the sheer number of dancing, writhing bodies crammed onto the floor, and his head started to pound from the rhythmic bass beating through the speakers. He was close to screaming in frustration when all of a sudden he saw her. Or rather, them.
The twins were putting on quite a show as they danced together, shimmying and shaking, and drawing all sorts of attention. Lauren wore skintight, low-rise jeans, baring a shooting star tattoo at the small of her back, and a jeweled bra top that bared an awful lot of her tits. From first glance, she was every bit as well endowed as her sister and didn’t seem in the least bit shy about flaunting her assets. She’d traded her flat sandals for sky high black stilettos, had curled her hair, and was even wearing makeup. The saucy comment she’d made yesterday about “cleaning up nice” had definitely been spot on.
But it was Julia whose appearance caused him to gape and stare in disbelief. Whereas at the design awards dinner she’d gone all femme fatale, tonight she was hot chick. She wore a cream lace bustier top that exposed half her breasts, and a very short, black flared skirt that bared a lot of leg. Somehow she was able to dance wearing a pair of gold strappy sandals with a towering heel.
And dance she did. Nathan’s eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as he watched her bump and grind against Lauren, before spinning away to shake her pert little ass while raising her arms above her head. A dozen or more pair of male eyes were glued to the round, half-bare globes of her tits as they jiggled and bounced before traveling down the length of her slim, toned legs.
A tall, leanly built guy with shaggy dark blond hair and stubble danced over to Julia, sliding a hand to her hip and grinding himself against her. She laughed at something he said, and rested her palms on his shoulders as they danced together – if one could call the suggestive movements of their bodies dancing.
Nathan saw red as he continued to watch Julia dance in a deliberately provocative manner, and started moving towards her, like he was stalking his prey. When he reached her, he grabbed her from behind by the hips, jerking her back against him, which elicited a squeal of surprise that he could still hear above the din of the music. She turned her head and gazed at him over her shoulder, her eyes going wide with surprise to realize he was somehow here.
He growled at the grungy-looking guy she’d been dancing with. “Get lost. She’s already spoken for.”
The blond guy looked more than a little wasted, and in no shape to argue, so he merely grinned and ambled over to try his luck with Lauren instead. She gave him a ‘don’t fuck with me’ glare, and he sheepishly slinked away to find a more agreeable partner.
Nathan wrapped his arms around Julia’s waist, holding her tight against his chest, and murmured in her ear, “If you needed to get fucked that badly, all you had to do was give me a call.”
She gasped. “As if! And what are you doing here anyway? I know Angela didn’t rat me out this time.”
He began to roll his hips against her ass, bending slightly at the knees and moving her with him to the beat of the music. One hand splayed over her belly while he moved the other hand up and down the side of her hip. “Making sure nobody else gets any of this prime little ass,” he breathed into her ear. He licked a hot trail from her earlobe down the side of her neck, smiling with satisfaction when he heard her gasp.
Julia leaned back into his chest, her arms sliding behind his head to clap at the back of his neck. She gave a little “mmm” of pleasure as he ground his rock hard erection against her butt. “How are you going to make sure of that?” she asked in a husky voice. “I wasn’t aware you’d put a claim on me.”
Nathan worked his hand beneath her short skirt, his actions hidden by the darkly lit room and the way their bodies were plastered against each other. He groaned as he encountered the bare cheeks of her ass, realizing she wore only a tiny thong beneath that almost indecently short skirt. He gave her a playful pinch on one bare cheek. “I’m claiming you now,” he hissed. “You’re mine, Julia. You have been since New York and you and I both know it. No one else gets to touch you or kiss you. And they sure as hell don’t get to take you home and fuck you. This belongs to me.”
Her body bucked against his as he parted the crotch of her thong and slid two fingers deep inside her wet slit. Her head fell back against his shoulder as he slowly withdrew his fingers, only to inch them back inside of her.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, as he continued to stimulate her, her pussy growing wetter with each slow, deliberate thrust of his fingers, and his cock growing harder with each little sound she made. He rubbed himself back and forth along the cleft of her ass, simulating the action he really craved - being buried deep inside her tight, wet cunt, fucking her so hard that she’d see stars.
“Shall I make you come right here on the dance floor?” he murmured in her ear. “Right here in front of all these people? Do you want to be a dirty girl, baby, and let all of them watch you when you get off?”
His thumb flicked over her clit, causing her to grind her butt against his huge erection. Her eyes were closed and her plump, glossy lips were open in a round ‘O’.
“You naughty girl, letting me finger fuck you here in public,” he breathed, loving the whimpers escaping from her throat. “You’re a bad, bad girl, Julia. I think instead of an orgasm I should give you a spanking.”
He withdrew his fingers from her soaking wet cunt, giving her butt another pinch, and then licked her juices from his fingers. “Mmm, you might be a bad girl, baby, but you taste real good. You taste like sin,” he growled. “And I want to eat you up.”
She turned in his arms, her hands still locked around his neck, and pressed herself up against his body. Nathan could feel the imprint of her round, half-naked breasts against his thin white cotton shirt, and smell the scent of her arousal as she half-danced, half-dry humped his throbbing cock.
“Kiss me,” she begged, and his mouth was on hers instantly, ravaging her with his tongue and lips, eating her up. He was dimly aware of the sound of cat calls and whistles coming from other couples on the dance floor, but he was well beyond the point of giving a shit. All he could think of was how good it felt – how right – to have Julia in his arms again.
He broke the kiss to whisper urgently in her ear. “I need to fuck you immediately. Do you want to come to my condo?”
Julia stiffened in his arms. “Has she been there with you?”
Nathan knew she meant Cameron and answered honestly. “Yes. Not often, but yes.”
“Then we’ll go to my place. Lauren can crash with Angela tonight. Let’s go tell her.”
Lauren was dancing with not one but two attractive men a short distance away, one pressed up against her back, holding her swaying hips, while the other faced her as she wound her arms around his neck. When she noticed her sister wrapped up in Nathan’s arms, she grinned and sidled up next to Julia, completely ignoring her two eager dance partners.
“Hey, look who showed up!” she said cheerfully. “I’d ask if you were having a good time, Nathan, but I’d say that’s pretty obvious.”
Nathan longed to flip her off, but didn’t think Julia would appreciate the gesture. He was also half-afraid that Lauren would either dislocate the offending finger or break it in two.
Julia whispered something in her sister’s ear, drawing a wide grin from Lauren and an enthusiastic nod, not to mention the knowing wink she sent Nathan’s way.
“Let’s go,” Julia said to Nathan. “It’s all set. We’ll have my place to ourselves.”
He hugged her close against him, dipping his head for a long, drugging kiss as they half-walked, half-stumbled to the front entrance of the club. As they waited for the valet to bring his car around, he kept her wrapped in his arms, his head resting on top of hers, his hand caressing her back. She snuggled her face against his chest, pressing her lips to the bare skin she’d exposed by undoing the top two buttons of his shirt.
“Mmm, you taste so good,” she whispered. “And you smell even better. I love the way you smell, Nathan. And I really, really want you naked right now so I can lick every inch of your body. Especially this.”
Sweat broke out on his brow as her small hand worked its way discreetly between their closely meshed bodies to palm his crotch. “Oh, fuck,” he said harshly, through tightly gritted teeth.
Naughtily, she nipped at his earlobe. “Exactly what I was thinking. Great minds think alike, don’t they? What car did you drive tonight?”
Nathan groaned into her hair as she kept stroking his cock, aware that they were drawing the interested stares of other couples waiting for their cars. “The BMW. Why do you ask?”
She blew in his ear. “Too bad. I was hoping you’d brought the Lexus so we could slip into the back seat and find somewhere to park. I’m not sure I can wait until we reach my place to have you inside me.”
“Shit.” He was so hard he was afraid he was going to bust the crotch of his jeans. “Don’t say things like that to me, baby, when you know I can’t do anything about it.”
“It’s your fault.” Her voice was breathy, sexy. “You’re the one who started grinding this big cock against my ass. I’m so wet right now I’ll probably leave a stain on your car seat.”
His fingers bit so hard into the sides of her hips that she whimpered. “Christ, Julia. Stop saying those sorts of things, or we’re both going to see if fucking in a two-seater is really possible. Now be a good girl or I swear I’ll spank you in front of all these people.”
She removed her hand from his crotch. “Ooh, you bad man. Now you’ve only made me wetter. I hope you’re prepared to lick me dry.”
Nathan growled, swiping his thumb across her plush lips. “Baby, I’m going to lick your entire body from head to toe, and especially that sweet, juicy cunt. Now behave. I won’t be able to get inside the car with this hard-on you’ve given me.”
She pouted prettily, but slowly stepped back a bit from him. “Okay, I promise I’ll be good.”
He grinned lasciviously. “Well, I already know that.”
The valet roared up in his BMW at that moment, and he was grateful that his raging erection had subsided just enough to be decent. He handed Julia into the low slung car, hissing as her skirt hitched up almost to her crotch, while at the same time her tits nearly spilled out of the tight, low cut bustier.
“You’d better plan on spending all weekend in bed, baby,” he muttered low enough for only her to hear. “Because you’re going to get fucked so hard and so often you won’t be able to walk.”
Her green eyes sparkled with mischief. “Is that a promise?”
He bent low and kissed her wetly on the lips. “Honey, that’s a guarantee.”
Nathan wasn’t sure how he managed to drive them safely to Julia’s flat, with her teasing hands all over his body – caressing his thigh, his arm, his cheek. She kept reaching over to press kisses along his jaw, his ear, the base of his throat. He groaned when she skimmed her fingers over his massive erection, only to retreat in the very next moment.
At a red light, he glanced over at her and she grinned impishly, tracing her fingers over his lips, and then gasping when he held onto her wrist and sucked her fingers into his mouth.
“You know, two can play at this little game,” he cautioned.
Julia feigned innocence even as her other hand slid between his legs and cupped his balls. “I don’t have any idea what you mean.”
The light turned green, and he had to let go of her hand in order to shift gears. Once in gear, he slid his hand to her bare leg and then up and under her skirt to her drenched crotch.
“Damn, you weren’t kidding, were you?” he breathed. He pushed the fabric of her thong aside, and slipped two fingers inside her slit. “Jesus, you’re so delicious, Julia. I can’t wait to eat you out. Let me have a little taste to hold me over.”
She groaned as his fingers gathered up her juices, then withdrew so he could lick them off. “Mmm, you taste so sweet, baby. I think you should have a taste, too.”
“Ohh,” she gasped as his fingers slid back inside her dripping cunt, gathering more of the creamy fluid. Then he slipped his fingers inside her mouth, urging her to suck them. Her tongue fluttered against his fingers before sucking them hard.
“I can’t wait to have your cock in my mouth instead,” she breathed raggedly as he withdrew his fingers.
Nathan ran his finger over her lips, then down her throat to the tops of her breasts. “That’s because you’re such a naughty girl,” he scolded. “You’re really asking for a spanking tonight.”
She gasped as he slid his hand inside the shallow cup of her bustier and pinched her nipple. “You’ve been making an awful lot of threats tonight – spanking me, eating me, fucking me. Sure you’re going to be able to deliver, sweetie?”
He grinned. “Oh, honey, you have no idea. How far to your place?”
“Two more blocks. Park in the driveway. Angela’s car is in the garage since we took a cab tonight.”
“That’s a relief. You neighbor was belting back the vodka pretty seriously when I saw her. I’d hate to think of her getting behind the wheel.” His palm opened up to cup her full, swollen breast, eliciting another groan from her throat. “Which reminds me - I’ve got to know that you aren’t drunk, Julia. I want to be sure you’re fully aware of what we’re doing right now.”
She closed her eyes as he tweaked her nipple. “What you’re doing right now is making me even wetter,” she whispered raggedly. “And no, I’m not drunk. A little tipsy, maybe, but not so much that I can’t remember stuff like the capital of North Dakota. Or count to fifty in French. Or the lyrics to -“
“I get it,” he interrupted. “And we’ve arrived. Thank Christ. Get your keys out, baby, and hurry. Otherwise I’ll throw you over my shoulder and carry you.”
They got out of the car swiftly, Julia fishing her house keys out of her small clutch while Nathan locked the BMW and engaged the alarm. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs, uncaring about the towering heels she wore or if she stumbled here and there.
She’d barely opened the door and flicked on the light when he swooped her up into his arms and muttered, “Where’s your bedroom?”
She looped her arms around his neck and joked, “What? The wall isn’t good enough?”
He gave her a hard swat on the ass, causing her to squeal in surprise. “Baby, unless the walls in this place are made of reinforced steel they wouldn’t be strong enough to hold up for as hard as I’m going to fuck you.”
He found the darkened bedroom by process of elimination, and tossed her on the bed. He made quick work of his clothing but shook his head when she began to undress.
“Leave everything on. I need to fuck you just like this, baby. With that short little skirt almost baring your sweet ass cheeks and your tits half out of that sorry excuse for a top. You’re never wearing that outfit in public again, by the way.”
Julia’s gasp of protest was abruptly cut off as he eased himself onto the bed, and took her mouth in a blistering kiss. His hands slid up beneath her flared skirt, fisting the flimsy fabric of her silky thong before tearing it off her body almost savagely. With one aggressive surge, he was deep inside her, his hugely engorged cock battering against the tip of her womb.
She cried out in shock at his sudden and demanding intrusion, her palms braced against his shoulder. “Ah, God, Nathan. I don’t think -“
He braceleted her wrists and drew them over her head, holding her down. “Don’t think, baby. Just feel. Feel how much I want you. I can feel your tight little cunt grasping my cock like a fist. A hot, wet fist.”
“It’s too much,” she whimpered. “You’re too big. I can’t take -”
“You can take it. You know you want it. Now let me fuck you, Julia.”
He groaned loudly as he withdrew from her, nearly to the throbbing tip of his cock, only to surge back inside of her, burying himself to the balls. He repeated his actions, over and over, picking up the tempo with each hard thrust until he was driving into her relentlessly. Julia’s whimpers quickly evolved into gasps of pleasure as her body opened to his willingly.
He lifted her legs one at a time to wrap around his hips, giving him a deeper angle to penetrate her. The position heightened the unbelievably intense sensations as he fucked her hard, pounding into her without pause. He needed to come urgently, but also wanted to prolong the ecstasy as long as possible. And Julia hadn’t come yet, though from the erotic little sounds coming from her throat he could tell she was close.
Nathan yanked the strap of her top down, baring one full, round breast. He pinched the nipple, twisting it between thumb and forefinger, and he smiled with satisfaction to see how her mouth fell open in a soundless gasp of pleasure. Knowing that she liked his dirty talk and found it arousing, he yanked the other strap down and bent to lick the nipple as her breast popped out, murmuring, “Look at these beautiful tits. Mmm, did you want every man in that club tonight to look at these big tits and wish they were the ones who got to see them like this?”
Julia cried out as he bent his head and bit a nipple, only to soothe the bite with long, lavish licks. “N-nno. I-I just liked the top.”
Nathan circled his hips, thrusting into her from a different angle, his hand cupping one swollen breast. “Well, they all liked it, too, baby. They liked how these pretty tits looked like they were going to spill out at any minute.” Without warning, he gave her a hard smack on the ass, eliciting a loud gasp of surprise. “You’re such a dirty girl, showing off your breasts like that. Were you hoping to meet some filthy bastard who’d take you home and screw your brains out? Fuck you hard like I’m doing now?”
She whimpered, her head thrashing wildly against the pillow as he continued to pound into her fiercely. “No, no. I only wanted you, Nathan. No one else.”
“Damned right, baby. You’re mine and don’t forget it.” He fondled one breast. “I’m the only who gets to touch these. And this.” His thumb circled the hard, swollen button of her clit. “And I’m the only one who gets to make you come.”
“Yes, yes,” she sobbed, the tears starting to trickle down her flushed cheeks. “Oh, God, yes, Nathan. It feels so good, I’m so close. Ah, yes!”
He felt the walls of her cunt contract around him, squeezing his dick like a vise as she cried out, calling his name like a prayer. It was all he needed to plunge over the edge, his body driving hers further into the thick mattress as he came hard, his head thrown back as a cry rose from deep in his throat and echoed off the walls.
Completely spent, he collapsed on top of her, her legs still wrapped around his hips. She threaded her hands into his damp hair, holding his head to her breasts. He felt the sweet, light kisses she pressed to his temples, the top of his head, his cheek. It took awhile for his breathing to slowly return to normal, with Julia stroking his back and shoulders comfortingly.
Then she cupped his face in her hands and lifted his head until their eyes met. Even in the darkened room he could see the shimmer of tears in her eyes, but she was smiling.
“Just so you know,” she whispered, “I’m not letting you go this time. You belong to me – only me – and its way past time for you to admit it.”
Nathan groaned and captured her lips in a long, thorough kiss. She wound her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, as though she were afraid he’d disappear if she let go.
“I’m not going anywhere, baby,” he murmured in her ear. “I’m so crazy in love with you, Julia. I’m just sorry it took me so long to come out and admit it.”
She squealed in delight, scrambling from beneath him to climb onto his chest and fling her arms around his torso. “Oh, God, I love you, too, Nathan. I never, ever, thought I’d hear you say those words to me.”
He pushed her damp, tangled hair from her cheek and kissed her forehead. “I think I fell a little in love with you that first time I saw you in New York. You had that sexy white dress on and some kind of purple shoes and you looked both cool and hot at the same time.” He frowned. “Does that even make sense?”
Julia giggled. “Oddly enough, yes. And those shoes aren’t purple. Those are my mauve Gucci’s. Now, speaking of clothes and shoes, is it okay for me to get undressed now?”
He grinned. “Yes. As long as I get to undress you.”
She slid onto her side facing away from him as he unzipped the little skirt and slid it down her legs. He unfastened her gold sandals, letting each one fall unheeded to the floor. Julia shivered as he ran his hands up the back of her thighs, cupping the bare, rounded cheeks of her ass.
“Guess I owe you a pair of underwear, huh?” he murmured in her ear. “Though that flimsy piece of fabric you were wearing doesn’t really qualify as underwear in my book.”
She groaned as he caressed the soft flesh of her buttocks. “It was La Perla, you horny bastard. That was $55 you tore off my body.”
Nathan shook his head in disbelief. “For that tiny thing? Baby, you got ripped off big time. But I’m more than happy to replace it. Just as long as I get to see you model it for me.”
She twisted her head around to steal a kiss. “Deal. Now, why don’t you finish undressing me? You’ve still got promises to keep, mister.”
He fumbled briefly with the back hooks of her top, and then made quick work in divesting her of it. She gasped as his hands slid around to cup her breasts, and his lips caressed her throat. “And what promises might those be, my sweet?”
Julia’s breath grew labored as he tweaked her nipples, and his tongue traced her ear. “You, ah, promised to – oh, God – fuck, spank and eat me. And – ah, that’s so good – you, ah, haven’t completed that list just yet.”
He flipped her over onto her back and loomed over her, sliding a hand over her quivering belly. “Well, far be it from me not to fulfill my promises. Though I really think you need another spanking, baby. You were a bad, bad girl tonight.”
She opened her legs as his fingers tickled her pubic hair. “Mmm, but I made all that up to you. If anything, I think I’ve earned another fucking.”
Nathan slipped two fingers deep inside her soaking wet slit. “But you’re so wet it’s going to take me a really long time to lick you dry. And then you’ll get all turned on again and get even wetter.”
Julia’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow as he added a third finger, plunging them in and out of her in a quickening rhythm. “I’m always wet for you, Nathan,” she said huskily. “Every time I’m near you all I can think about is your big cock fucking me hard and I get wet.”
“Jesus.” He kissed a path down between her heaving breasts to her navel. “You’re such a hot little thing, Julia. And every time I see you I get hard. Especially with those sexy dresses and high heels you wear. Do you dress that way just to tease me?”
She thrust her hips up at him as he nuzzled her pubic hair. “Just wanted to make sure you knew what you were missing, sweetie.”
He growled. “You are going to get another spanking just for that. But first.”
She threaded his hands in his hair, stopping him just as he was about to suck her clit. “Nathan, wait. I should wash first. I’m all sticky.”
“I don’t care. I want to see how you and I taste together. My cum and your juices. I’ll bet it’s delicious.”
“Ah, God,” she cried as his tongue stabbed inside her hot, wet core. Her flesh was already super-sensitized from the hard fucking he’d given her, and she quivered with each long, deliberate lick of his tongue. He licked the inside of her thighs, cleaning away the sticky traces of his semen, before nuzzling his face into the wet folds of her labia. He drew her already tender clit between his lips, sucking it hard, and she fell apart with another wrenching climax. But he was relentless, his tongue lapping at her again while her body still shook.
She slid her hands into his hair, tugging his head up. “No more,” she whispered. “It’s too much.”
He held her still by the hips. “One more. Let me make you come one more time, baby. Then I need to fuck you again. I feel like I could fuck you all night long. That’s how hard I am right now.”
She groaned and acquiesced as his head dropped between her legs again. This time he alternated between licking her and fucking her with his fingers, between sucking on her clit and circling it over and over with his thumb. She was so wet her juices were running down the inside of her thighs, and he couldn’t lick them up fast enough. When she came again, her body bucked up off the mattress, and the cries that escaped her throat were weak and almost plaintive.
But Nathan was relentless, too aroused and needy to let her recover, and he pulled and pushed her limp body until she was on all fours. Julia gasped as he plunged into her from behind, mounting her, and then fucking her savagely. He banded an arm around her torso, pulling her upright to intensify the angle of his deep thrusts, while he bit down on the tender flesh of her neck, marking her. Her breathing was labored, escaping from her throat in frantic little gasps, as though she couldn’t draw in enough air. His balls were so full and swollen they ached with the need for release, but it felt too good to be inside of her to stop. He’d never, ever, been this aroused, this excited, and knew that only Julia would ever be able to turn him on this way.
He felt her tight little cunt begin to convulse around his cock, squeezing him like a noose as she came, her head falling back helplessly against his shoulder. She was so wrung out she could only pant, no sound escaping her throat. Only then did he allow himself to come, and it felt like the longest, hardest orgasm of his life, his cock continuing to spurt out cum long after he’d figured he was sucked dry.
It took him for what seemed like forever to gradually start to recover, and when he did he instantly felt Julia shaking in his arms. He lowered her gently to the mattress before curling up next to her, wrapping her in his arms.
Clearly exhausted, she barely had the strength to press a sweet kiss to his mouth and whisper, “I love you, Nathan,” before nuzzling her face into his chest and falling fast asleep.
He realized belatedly that he, too, was completely spent, and only had time to pull the duvet up over them before joining her in a deep sleep.
Nathan woke slowly, reluctant to open his eyes, and felt a lazy, indescribable sense of contentment. It was already light outside, though a quick glance at an unfamiliar bedside clock showed it to be just past six a.m. Then he turned to face the warm, curvy little body snuggled up against him, and he smiled in utter joy.
He didn’t know how many times over the past eight months that he’d dreamed of this very moment – waking up again with Julia next to him in bed. He’d felt more than a little guilty after many of those dreams, especially when it had actually been Cameron next to him in bed. But this morning it was really Julia, the woman he now knew he was completely in love with, the one he was meant to be with.
The fact that he was still engaged to Cameron was one that weighed heavy on his mind, and he knew with a sense of dread he was going to have to deal with the situation very, very soon. But since he wasn’t about to break things off with her over the phone or via email, he was going to have to wait until at least tomorrow night to speak to her in person. Until then, he was going to try like hell not to think about what he had to do, and instead enjoy the rest of the weekend with Julia.
Feeling in urgent need of the bathroom, he slipped out of the big, comfy bed gingerly, careful not to wake his sleeping beauty. He snagged his dark blue briefs en route, for the bathroom was not en suite but just outside in the hallway. After taking care of his needs, he padded barefoot into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
He hadn’t had time – or cared very much – last night to even notice his surroundings. He’d been in far too much of a hurry to take Julia to bed and keep her there, and everything else had faded into insignificance. This morning, though, he took in the warm, charming décor of Julia’s living space, liking all of the color and the sophisticated but still homey touches. He recognized one of the paintings as a Benoit, and guessed that the framed photographs from various locales around the globe had been taken by Lauren.
Even the small, cozy kitchen was charming, with little touches like the bright yellow tea kettle, colorful assortment of hand painted ceramic coffee mugs, and a blue glass vase filled with cheerful yellow sunflowers. He instantly felt like he was at home, in a way he’d never done at Cameron’s ultra-modern condo or even at his own place that he’d decorated sparsely, with few personal touches.
Without warning, the front door to the flat opened, and Lauren strode in before he could escape back to the bedroom. He was glad he’d at least had the foresight to pull his underwear back on instead of facing Julia’s sister bareassed naked. He was doubly glad of this when he saw the knowing smirk on Lauren’s face.
“Well, fancy seeing you here this fine morning, Mr. Atwood,” she joked. “And looking mighty fine, I might add.”
He flushed uncomfortably as she openly ogled his bare chest, and was grateful the high kitchen counter hid his lower body from view. “Hello, Lauren. Get lucky last night?”
She laughed. “Not as lucky as you, apparently. Actually, I spent the night upstairs at Angela’s. Not for lack of opportunity, mind you.”
“I would imagine you rarely have a lack of willing partners. Your sister told me once that she could pretty much have any guy she wanted. Being identical twins, I’m guessing it’s the same for you.”
Lauren grinned. “Julia said that? She must have been pissed off at you for some reason because she hardly ever brags about our mutual hotness. And despite what she might have told you, she typically ignores most men. Except for you, apparently. Twice now.”
Nathan frowned. “What does that mean?”
“Oh, sweetie, it was pretty obvious at lunch the other day that you and baby sister had it bad for each other. She never told me the name of the guy who fucked and forgot her in New York last fall, but she did describe what you looked like. I just put two and two together.” Her smile disappeared as she added, “And damned lucky for you that you’ve finally wised up and realized what it is you’ve got in her. You are going to break things off with your fiancée, aren’t you?”
The fierce look on Lauren’s face scared the shit out of him, and he was glad he was able to reply truthfully. “Yes. I’m guessing I pretty much made that decision before chasing after you wild women last night. I’d promised Julia that I wouldn’t bother her again unless it was for real this time.”
“Good to hear. Now I don’t have to kick your ass. Which I’m very capable of doing, by the way.”
“Yeah, so I’ve heard,” he gulped.
“Lauren, are you threatening my boyfriend?” asked an indignant Julia.
Nathan glanced over at her gratefully as she stood poised in the doorway between the hall and the living room. She looked magnificent this morning, her cheeks rosily flushed, her lush mouth still swollen from his ravaging kisses, her hair falling in tumbled waves down her back. She’d wrapped a robe of pale apricot satin trimmed in ivory lace around her curvy body, and all he wanted was to carry her back to her warm, comfy bed and treat her to a lazy good morning fuck.
As Julia walked into the living room, Lauren threw an arm around her sister’s shoulders, giving her a little hug. “Nope. Just wondering what took him so long to figure things out. I should have visited months ago.”
Julia raised a brow to her twin. “Oh, so you’re taking credit for this, are you?”
“Of course I am. Nathan here just needed a little push. Nothing like the fear your girl is going to shag some guy she picks up in a bar to spur you into action.”
Nathan knew he should have been royally pissed off, but could only chuckle helplessly. “I guess I ought to be thanking you then, hmm?”
Lauren smirked. “Well, that goes without saying. You can also buy me a really expensive dinner when I get back from Nepal to show your gratitude. Speaking of which, I need to grab my stuff. My cab will be here in a few minutes.”
Julia frowned. “I thought Angela was going to drive you to the airport.”
Lauren grimaced. “She’s not in any shape to drive right now. Better to let her sleep it off. Now, give your big sis a hug. I’ll email you from Kathmandu.”
The twins shared an affectionate hug, Julia cautioning her sister to be careful, and Lauren carelessly brushing off her concern.
Lauren waved at Nathan. “I’d hug you goodbye, too, sweetie, but I don’t think Jules would like that very much, given your - er lack of attire. So just make sure you treat her like a queen or I’ll be using you for my next kung-fu practice.”
Dressed in tight jeans, Ugg boots, and a leather jacket, her hair in a ponytail, Lauren grabbed her bags and headed out just as her cab tooted its horn. Only then did Nathan venture out from behind the kitchen counter, and instantly sweep Julia into his arms.
“Is she always like that?”
Julia grinned. “You mean my shy, sweet and submissive twin?”
Nathan made a rude noise. “None of those words would ever be attributed to your sister. More like ballbreaking, fearless, and terrifying. I assume she takes after your father?”
“Some. But truth be told Dad is kind of scared of her, too. Lauren is just – formidable. She has to be, you know, to succeed at her profession.”
“The way she acts one would think her profession is an assassin, not a photographer,” he muttered darkly. “Christ, I feel sorry for any guy crazy enough to make a pass at her. She’s probably into tying them up or something.”
Julia giggled. “Now you’re just being silly.” She wrapped her arms around his waist and nuzzled her face against his bare chest. He let out a low groan when she flicked her tongue over his nipple, and slipped her hand beneath the back of his briefs to cup his ass.
“I never did get to give you a good morning kiss,” he murmured, threading his hands into her hair. “You looked so peaceful, so happy, that I couldn’t bear to wake you up.”
She sighed with pleasure as his lips trailed a path from her temple to her cheek to the corner of her mouth. “You should have woken me. From now on, every morning that we’re together, I want you to wake me with a kiss.”
“Your wish is my command, baby.” He claimed her mouth in a lazy, lingering kiss, his tongue making slow, thorough sweeps through her mouth. Julia slid her hands up his bare back, caressing his skin, and causing a shiver of arousal to pass through his entire body.
She gasped when his hands slid up her waist to cup her breasts through the slippery satin of her robe. Her nipples were already hard as he flicked his thumbs over them. Still kissing her, Nathan deftly untied the sash, parting the robe, and revealing the lush curves of her naked body to his hot gaze.
He fondled the swollen mounds of her breasts, loving the way she whimpered in arousal. He bent his head to tug a nipple into his mouth, sucking her hard, as his other hand slid to her bare buttocks. He held her in place as he ground his erection against her mound, only the thin fabric of his briefs separating them.
“Christ, what you do to me,” he rasped. “You’ve got me ready to explode already.”
Before he could stop her, she dropped to her knees and pulled his briefs down over his hips, taking his cock in her hands. Nathan’s eyes shut, his head falling back as he groaned in ecstasy as her small, soft hands stroked him. Julia ran her tongue up and down his rigid cock, flicking the slit at the broad crown, and sucking the pearly bead of pre-cum.
Her hand fisted him, squeezing him. “This is mine,” she declared fiercely, mimicking his own possessive words from last night. “From now on I’m the only one who gets to touch this, lick this, suck this.” She pumped him slowly. “I’m the only one who gets to have this big cock fuck me.” She reached back to cup his swollen, aching balls. “These are mine, too. Got all that, lover?”
He gave a feeble laugh, too aroused and needy to marvel at how fierce and possessive his previously ladylike and reserved Julia was acting. And then he couldn’t think at all as she took his throbbing erection deep into her eager mouth.
“Oh, baby, that’s so good,” he grunted. “So fucking good. That’s it, my sweet Julia. Ah, you suck me so good with that delicious mouth.”
He held her head, guiding her mouth up and down, thrusting a little deeper into her with each movement. He was close, so close to losing it, to shooting his load off down her throat. He was lost in the sweet, hungry way she devoured him, the way her lips and tongue kept bringing him to the edge, the feel of her hand fondling his balls.
But just when he was almost ready to blow, he pulled out of her mouth, and urged her to her feet. He sat on one of the barstools near her kitchen counter and pulled her between his legs.
“Ride me, baby,” he muttered. “I want us to come together. Are you wet?”
In answer, she straddled his lap, lifting her hips high enough to impale herself on his cock in one swift, sudden movement. She was wet and hot, and took him deep inside her body, all the way to the root. She cried out with the intrusion but made no move to dislodge him.
Nathan grit his teeth and gripped her hips. “Jesus, baby. Give a man some warning next time. Am I hurting you?”
She twined her arms around his neck and began to bounce up and down on his rigid cock. “God, no,” she breathed. “You feel so good, Nathan. I was so wet from sucking your cock, so needy. But I wanted you to come in my mouth.”
He licked her nipple, her engorged breasts nearly at the level of his mouth. “Tough. I didn’t get to give you a good morning fuck in bed. So I’m giving it to you now.”
His hands at her hips moved her in conjunction with his thrusts, her thighs wrapped around his, his cock buried to the balls inside of her pussy. She was already so wet and aroused that it only took a few hard thrusts and the merest flick of his thumb on her clit to set off her climax. Nathan finally let himself find release, his mouth clamping down on her breast as he came long and hard.
They half-walked, half-stumbled into her bathroom where he turned on the shower taps while she grabbed towels for them. Then they were in the shower, under the hot, steamy water, washing each other, their wet, soapy hands caressing bare flesh. Julia pulled his head down to her, kissing him open-mouthed and rubbing her breasts against his chest.
“Hmm, greedy girl,” he scolded, his hands cupping her bare ass as he ground himself against her. “You’re not trying to get me hard again, are you?”
Julia’s hand captured his rapidly hardening dick. “I think we’re already beyond trying, lover,” she snickered. “Are you always this horny first thing in the morning?”
He gave her a hard swat on the ass, which only caused her to stroke his cock more aggressively. “Only with you, baby,” he hissed into her ear. “You’d think it had been ten days since I last came, instead of ten minutes. I should be wrung dry now – coming three times in about eight hours – but you’ve got me hard again. I think you’re a witch. Or a devil.”
She nipped his earlobe as she pumped his cock. “And I think you’re a stud.” She slid her hand back to squeeze his testicles, making him groan. “My stud. You love me so good, baby. I’ve never come so easily or so hard before. Only with you.”
Nathan slipped two fingers deep inside her cunt, fucking her as she continued to stroke his penis. As he felt himself drawing ever closer to release, he added a third finger and flicked the hard bud of her clit with his thumb. He felt her convulse around his fingers, heard the ragged sounds of her breath, and he couldn’t hold back a second longer. He came in her hand almost violently, spilling himself until his body finally stopped shuddering in release.
He groaned as he felt Julia’s small, soapy hands on his still semi-hard cock, her voice whispering wickedly, “Mmm, just when we’d gotten you all nice and clean you got dirty again. Guess we’ll have to start all over, baby.”