27 — Fully inside me
Lying in Julian's bed, in the silence of the night, with him beside me, is… arousing.
My heart is beating so fast, and the thought that he might hear it's making me even more shy. Still, I'm with my back to him, listening to the sound of my breathing and his, heavy and rhythmic.
“Julian?” I call him softly, without moving a muscle.
“Hum?” He mumbles, and I seal my lips tightly, feeling my heart beat even faster.
I turn to him and, when I open my eyes, I see that his are open too, in a darker shade than normal, so deep and intense that it certainly baffles me.
“Can't sleep?” He asks hoarsely, keeping his gaze on my face, and I wouldn't be surprised if it was completely red. Fortunately, it's too dark for him to notice the effect he has on me.
“No.” My voice comes out weak and faltering. I struggle to look away from his lips, away from his face. I'll surely die if this continues.
“Come here.” He puts his hand on my hip and pulls me tight, bringing our bodies together so easily that I gasp. My face is against his chest, and my hands are on his abs.
And I close my eyes again because I can hear Julian's heart, and it's as fast as mine. I don't know what that means… I don't know if I want to know what that means.
I lift my face, and I notice that we're so close that our breathing almost mingles.
Julian's hand moves down from my hip to my ass, and with another sudden movement, he pushes me up, passing my leg over his hip. Now our lips are only a few inches apart, almost brushing against each other. And the way he's looking at me… makes me want to drown in the intensity of his eyes.
Slowly and fearfully, I bring my hand up to his face, feeling the beard growing over the palm of my hand, prickling me slightly. I slide it down, hooking my fingers around the back of his neck, while my thumb brushes against his ear.
He closes his eyes, tilting his face, brushing our lips with a light touch. Snuggling closer to my touch, fitting himself to my body, taking me in his strong arms.
Then he gives me a dry kiss, pressing our mouths together softly, wetting them as takes my lower lip between his own lips, pulling, opening passage for the tip of his tongue to meet mine, which, desperate for intensity, was looking for his as well.
His tongue explores my mouth fearfully, entwining itself with mine, setting fire to my body, which inevitably moves closer to his, searching for warmth, for feeling him close. And he holds me even tighter, deepening our kiss, devouring me with a slowness that easily leaves my mind blank.
I feel him press my ass against his hip, and because I'm not wearing any panties and only his shirt, I know I'm wetting his pants… I can't help but moan between the kiss and pull his lips away slightly, inflating my lungs as I guide my hips into his erection.
There's something strange, I must say… it feels looser…
“I'm dying…” He murmurs against my lips, moving his hips, rubbing his hard-on against my wet entrance.
Then he kisses me again, pulling my body so that I'm on top of him, sitting on his exposed belly. The touch of the packs of his abs against my swollen clit makes me moan.
“Kiss me…” He asks, holding the back of my neck, taking my lips in the next moment, while his other hand pulls my hips down, making me ride on his belly, wetting his skin with my arousal.
And once again, our kiss is intense and slow. The way his tongue entwines with mine, inviting me to explore his mouth in the same way, to dictate the pace, to drown myself the way he does with me… it's driving me incredibly crazy.
Pushing my hips back, I feel the tip of his dick on my ass. Wait, is he… not wearing any boxers?
I part our lips and allow a breath enter my lungs. And I lock our gazes, holding the way his green eyes are hungry, how he desires this as much as I do.
“Uhn, I can't wait, Julian… I can't, please…” I whimper, begging against his chin, which I give a light kiss, “Please put it on me…”
Julian grunts and releases me suddenly, only to lower his pants to his knees and make his hard-on jump out. And his firm hands return to my hips, pushing me back, sliding me from his belly to his erection, making a wet trail of my arousal.
My swollen clit rubs against the tip and the bulging veins of his cock, making me moan hoarsely. I throw my body back, sitting right on top of his erection, still holding his eyes.
I lift his shirt slightly, showing that his erection is exactly between my pussy lips, nestled between them; I can feel him throbbing, desiring me with the same intensity as I desire him.
Pulling the shirt up even further, I show the raised bones of my hips and my belly, and watch the way Julian throws his head back and grunts, his Adam's apple moving.
“Angel…” He murmurs my name hoarsely, several tones deeper. And he grabs my thighs, fitting his fingers under my ass, making me stand up.
I lose my balance and lean forward, resting my hands on his chest… and this seems to please him because he turns his face to see me in this position.
Then I hold the air in my lungs… The tip of his cock at my entrance, entering with surprising ease….
Julian does not let go; he continues to support my body by the grip on my ass, with his breathing heavy and his heart beating frantically against my palm.
I can feel the effort he's making not to sink in any further than the first time. But I'm at my limit… I can't reason, or put my thoughts in order, or be afraid of the pain… I just want to feel him inside me.
And as I slowly lower my hips, taking in even more of his cock inside me, Julian throws his head back again and releases my ass, letting me slide even more.
With our loud, complementary moans, he's finally fully inside me.
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