48 — “Get on your knees.”

Julian leans his body over mine, resting his hand on the wall next to my head. I raise my eyes, watching his face intently.
“What are you doing?” I insist, asking slowly.
But he doesn't say anything, just presses his knee between my thighs, forcing them to make room for it to fit between them. My heartbeat increases — getting so fast it's about to rip through my chest.
He's been distant all day. I know my father's call has upset him deeply, and I've given him the space he needs. But the way he's looking at me now, sliding one of his hands down my hip, while still leaning on the wall, really knots my mind.
Julian moves his hand up from my hip, and my arms, until he reaches my shoulder and, finally, my neck. His palm fits so easily around it that his fingers go to my nape, tangling in my hair.
And the silence of his words could be suffocating if his eyes didn't shine with all the intensity that I need.
His lips search for mine in a kiss that already starts intense. His tongue slides into my mouth fully, swirling into mine, rubbing lightly in an intense rhythm. With my eyes closed, I give myself completely to this sensation that spreads heat through my body, especially in my lower belly.
I run my fingers inside his shirt, brushing my fingerprints over his abs, spreading my whole hand across his eight pack, feeling the curve it makes in his skin… Hah, honestly… Julian's body is the best.
Once again, he runs his hand down my arms, making my skin shiver at the mere brushing of his fingers. When he finally reaches my hips, Julian breaks the kiss slightly, sucking on my tongue before letting it go.
In a sudden move that makes me hold my breath, he spins me around, making me press my breasts against the wall. I spread my hands against it, feeling the coolness pass through my blouse and chill my skin, contrasting with Julian's warm lips on the back of my neck. He's kissing my skin, trailing his tongue down to my shoulder, leaving a wet trail wherever it goes— then goes up again, aiming for my neck.
Julian slowly pulls down my pants, with a patience that makes me shudder… until he's showing off the black panties that are tucked lightly in the middle of my ass. And his hand starts caressing me, digging his fingers into one of my buttocks.
I let out a low moan when feel his warm breath against my skin; that's making all the sensations more intense. And when he pulls my panties aside, I feel the middle of my legs throb with anticipation.
He gives my shoulder a wet, intense kiss. His tongue swirling on my skin, so sensual it makes me arch my back. But his hands come back to hold my hips, gluing my breasts against the cold wall, making me spread my hands all over it again and lift my hips up, so they rub against the bundle in his pants.
I hear Julian's breathing get more abrupt. His hands are caressing my ass once more, finally sliding the panties down my thighs. I hold my breath as he runs his fingertips over my entrance, wetting them with my arousal.
I'm so eager to feel him that I thrust my hips further, rubbing my ass against his hand, waiting for his fingers to thrust on me.
Julian seems willing to give me what I want because finally, his fingers begin to slowly enter me. And my entrance is widening, adjusting to its thickness, receiving it so well that it makes me moan lowly.
I think he'll say something and end this painful silence, but he just sinks the fingers in, so tenderly that I close my eyes, immersing myself in the sensations this languid rhythm awakens in me.
The way Julian is putting his whole finger inside me, reaching deep inside, then sliding it out slowly is too sensual… I can't help but roll my eyes and moan slowly….
But suddenly, I hear footsteps approaching.
My heart starts pounding heavily. Someone is approaching and Julian continues to thrust his fingers inside me without any care.
*“Honestly, I can hardly believe her shamelessness…”* I hear an extremely familiar voice, but I can't focus because Julian is increasing the pace.
*“Right? She really likes being the center of attention.”* A second voice sounds sarcastic, amid the muffled music outside. *“Wasn't she openly flirting with Ethan?”*
Julian abruptly pulls his finger out of me, and I gasp, trying to seal my lips so that no high-pitched sounds escape between them.
I try to look over my shoulder, but reason completely disappears from my mind… And a high-pitched moan inevitably escapes because Julian is burying his entire cock in me in a quick, deep thrust, holding my hips tightly.
Leaning my face against the wall, I try hard not to let any other sound escape and reveal what we're doing in this bathroom.
I cover my mouth with a trembling hand, while he's increasing the pace, fucking me so deliciously well that my eyes are tearing up and reason is completely disappearing from my mind.
*“It's not enough all the men she's seduced, she wants one more… How can Ethan fall for such a rotten charm?”* The voice comes out more distant, I think they're leaving.
*“Someone should teach Angelee a lesson… she has to stop flirting with men.”*
Julian thrusts hard, making our hips clash in a loud sound. Luckily, they leave the bathroom in time…
“They're right… someone needs to teach you a lesson.” Julian's voice sounds hoarse and raspy from the intense pace he's setting on my body, thrusting so hard I can't stifle the moans even with my hand over my mouth.
He buries himself further inside me, and I feel his balls brush against my thighs.
“Did you want to kiss him?” Julian asks, digging his fingers into my skin, and slamming our hips together, “Did you want to sleep with him, Angel?”
I can't answer… the moans are reverberating from deep in my throat, muffled, waiting for a simple gap to escape and be heard….
With a sudden strong thrust, jerking his hips in a hollow sound, Julian pulls his entire hard-on out of me and spins my body around. Now my back is against the wall, and Julian is lifting my body so easily, holding my buttocks at the height of his hips. Driven by instinct, I just crossed my legs around him and held on to his shoulders.
“Tell me, girl… did you want him to be here, in this bathroom with you, instead of me?” Julian asks in a whisper against the skin of my neck, sending delicious shivers to my skin that's already chilled and too sensitive. “Do you think he'd be able to fuck you the way you like?”
“N-No…” I deny desperately, grinding my teeth against his jaw, “No one but you could fuck me the way I like-”
“Good girl, I like your answer.” Julian says with a husky laugh and, gripping my ass tightly, he fits my entrance directly to the tip of his cock, he adds, “I'll give you a prize.”
Suddenly, Julian lowers my hips, sliding his entire erection into me again, filling me completely, going deeper than I ever imagined he could.
I'm so full, so sensitive… I'm unable to hold back the moan.
Julian's lips silence me, and his soft tongue seeks mine, swirling, rubbing in deliciously slow circular motions as he keeps thrusting, moving my hips and making me adjust to his dick size each time it threatens to come out fully. But then, the tip sinks into me again, hitting deep into an extremely sensitive place that sends shivers through my entire body.
He continues kissing me, taking all my mouth, mastering the rhythm in which he dominates me. And when he catches my lip between his teeth, I grip his shoulders tightly, moaning softly…
“I want to feel you cum…” Julian releases my lip slightly, and deposits a soft kiss on it, “Come on Angel… cum in my cock.”
I grip him even tighter and bury my head in his neck, feeling an intense wave of pleasure run through my body in a shiver that takes over my skin and makes me shudder, with a loud moan.
My body is on fire and my insides are squeezing, trying to push him out of me, but Julian holds me down, forcing me to tighten him fully.
I'm surrendering to the absurd sensations he brings to my body, shaking so hard he lets out a satisfied laugh, digging his fingers into my thighs.
“So good… you make me feel so good…” He moans hoarsely. “I wish I could cum too… Can you help me, babe?”
I nod desperately, feeling my pleasure and arousal drip through my entrance, and when he moves his hips back, withdrawing his dick from me, I let out a grunt of dissatisfaction that makes him laugh again.
“Get on your knees.” He commands, and my body simply obeys — I'm already used to giving in to Julian's commands.
With my knees on the floor, I hold his hips and open my mouth to receive him fully in my mouth… but as if to tease me, Julian just rubs the tip against my cheek. I look up, noticing the kinky smile and the eyes that shine with lust.
Then, he thrust into my mouth, making the tip hit the back of my throat and I choke slightly. And when he feels my gag reflex, a hoarse moan escapes his throat… I can't help but get even hornier from hearing it.
Fucking my face, Julian throws his head back, running his fingers through my hair, tangling the dark strands in them to guide my head in a slow, swimming motion.
As he makes my mouth ride him, I rub my whole tongue over the cock's bulging veins, swirling, licking, and slurping to get it nice and slippery, to the point where it drools out the corner of my mouth.
He lets a new hoarse moan, and I know he's close to orgasm. Finally, his dick is throbbing inside my mouth, pouring all the salty pleasure deep into my throat. There's so much cum that I choke and need to swallow his hard-on too — which makes him hold my hair even tighter.
When I finish swallowing it all, I raise my eyes, still with my mouth completely filled. Julian shudders all over, and a smile breaks out on his lips.
“Damn… I can't get enough.”
Suddenly, Julian pulls me by the arms, making me stand up. Still slightly dazed, he lifts my pants as well, straightening them with extreme care and affection. He fixes my hair, making me look a little more presentable.
I clear my throat, feeling it swell slightly from being fucked so roughly, and watch as Julian straightens his clothes and takes my hand. “Let's go home.”
“But what about the team…?”
He doesn't say anything, just looks at me over his shoulder and smiles at me… a smile so naughty it makes me hold my breath.
Then he unlocks the door and pulls me out of the bathroom, which is, thankfully, empty.