80 — “Do you like the danger, girl?”

Hearing the word punishment escape Julian's lips always sends me a shiver… especially when he looks at me so intensely and holds my face, with his fingertips brushing through the hair on my nape.
“Why don't you take off these clothes before I tear them all?” Julian says hoarsely, using his thumb to caress my cheek. And I nod, taking my hands to the dress straps that easily slide past my shoulders. I press my knees together, feeling something sticky between my inner thighs, running down my skin. *It's odd, but I really like it.*
Pulling the cloth past my hips, I let it slide down to my ankles, revealing my bare breasts and thin panties.
Julian runs his eyes down my body, still holding my face, and grumbles deep in his throat. His other hand goes to my breast, to my hard nipple, and it brings a wave of pleasure when it's finally touched.
His thumb is playing with this slight stiffness of mine, rubbing his fingerprints quickly with circular movements. I bite my lips but moan softly. And hearing my pleasure makes Julian raise his eyes, that's a few shades darker than usual.
“Did you go to see another man without a bra?” He asks seriously, and I can swear there's an annoyance in his voice.
“I mean… This dress isn't supposed to be worn with-” My voice fails with a strangled moan because he's pinching my nipple and tugging it… But soon, he lets go, grabbing my whole breast with his big hand.
“You know, it's really hard to focus when you walk around with a cleavage like that or show me those tits of yours… They're so big… See, I can't hold them properly.”
I bite my lip at the tickle that settles between my legs again… I've climaxed twice, yet this intense fire doesn't seem to leave my body… It's like Julian awakens my wildest side every time he touches me.
“You're right. I want your body. I *love* your body.” He slides his fingers slowly down to my waist, along my curves. “I think about you all day long. I think about how I want to feel your pussy… It always drives me crazy when you come on my cock, squeezing and pushing me out when I'm inside you… I love fucking you raw, and I can no longer imagine what it would be like not to feel your skin.”
“Julian…” I press my thighs together, slippery, trying to relieve the burning anticipation inside me.
“I'm addicted to your body.” He slides his fingertips down my stomach, stopping at my belly, “I'm so addicted that I don't want any other body. I don't want anyone else but you.”
His words make me open my eyes slightly… Then I swallow a moan because his fingertips are touching my swollen clit that begs for attention, for pleasure.
I raise my eyes, moisten my lips and bite them. However, I can't sustain our eye contact for long, and I close my eyes, tears wetting my lashes from the intense pleasure because Julian is rubbing his fingers against my sensitive spot.
He's rubbing fast, fitting his fingers between my pussy lips. I'm so wet and slippery from the mixture of arousal and pleasure that he easily fits my clit between the gap of his pointer and middle finger, squeezing it between them, stroking quickly, harder… And I can't help moaning loudly, but he covers my mouth immediately afterward, making sure I don't make any noises and arouse my father's suspicions.
I open my eyes again when Julian hooks his fingertips around my entrance and uses it as an impulse to increase the pace and rub my clit even harder. Luckily, his hand is muffling my loud moans because I'm definitely unable to hold them.
“I wanted to hear you moan properly, but we can't let your daddy know, right?” Julian says teasingly, pushing his fingertips further inside me, “You don't want him to find out how naughty his daughter is, do you? Giving that tight pussy to his best friend, cumming like a sweet, little slut.”
My skin crawls, and I feel the orgasm approaching again.
*I'm losing my mind.*
“Your father's just around the corner, yet you've got goosebumps all over your body.” He gives me a wicked grin, “Do you like danger, girl?”
“What about you?” I try to keep my voice steady, but it's in vain because the rubbing of his fingers is hallucinating me. “Aren't you feeling guilty for fucking your best friend's daughter while he's over there?”
He tilts his head and stops his hand suddenly, making me grunt and immediately regret this bold mouth of mine… But then, Julian slides his fingers deeper inside me, hooking it in a spot so sensitive and pleasurable that it makes me let out a whimper. I grip his shirt tightly, my whole body flinching and my muscles stiffening.
“I don't give a damn right now.” Julian's voice is harsh, bringing shivers to my skin.
“You're drunk. You'll probably regret it once your mind is in place.” I say, huffing, with steady eyes, even if I can't resist the pleasure that's over me right now. I can't deny it when Julian moves his fingers inside me, his rough palm rubbing against my clit.
*I really can't push him away now, even though I know he'll push me when morning comes.*
“Do you think I will?” He leans in, adding, with his lips brushing against mine, “I don't think that's going to happen… And you should blame yourself for that.”
“For what?” My voice comes out shaky, and I'm really struggling to keep my eyes open.
“For making me yours.”
I open my lips to say something, but Julian's tongue invades my mouth, taking mine in an intertwine motion. Their softness is rubbing, and he's teasing and exploring my tongue while jerking his hand back, making his fingers reach so deep inside me that I catch myself interrupting the kiss to moan again.
“Your pussy is so full of my cum…” Julian's voice reverberates against my lips while he slows down, taking his fingers out of me to move them up to my clit again, “Do you like how it feels, babe?”
“Yes… I do.” I confess, mustering my lips.
“I wonder if this mouth of yours isn't jealous.”
I nod quickly, feeling my throat suddenly dry.
“Hum, is your little mouth jealous, girl? Tell me.” He brushes his lips against mine for a slight kiss.
“Yes,” I whisper, biting lightly and pulling his lip between my teeth.
“And what do you want, hmm?” He sighs, moving his fingers further until only his fingerprints are pressing on my clit, “If you say what you want, I can give you another chance. But if you waste another drop, I won't take it lightly.”
I nod again, my breath mingling with his… “Please let me swallow your cum, Julian…”
“What a good girl.” He pulls away from me, leaving me suddenly lonely.
The lack of his warmth cools my skin, and I remember that I'm naked and totally exposed, with goosebumps on my skin, my hard nipples, and my entrance that's on fire.
“Hey, focus on me.” His voice makes me look at him steadily. Julian has his arms down, his palms open towards me. His body seems like an irresistible invitation. “Take off my clothes.”
I breathed through the gap between my lips and took the necessary step to shorten our distance again. My trembling hands reach for his shirt's buttons, and I begin unbuttoning it.
Slowly, his eight-pack begins to draw itself under my eyes; the curve the defined muscles make to his skin is so attractive that I swallow hard. And when I finally undo the last button, my heart beats faster.
I spread my hand across his abs, feeling those curves under my sensitive palm. And my touch seems to affect him because Julian holds his breath, seeing how I explore his body, curling my fingertips slightly, brushing my nails on it.
And I keep up, touching his solid chest, well-defined collarbones, and trap muscles… to finally take off his shirt, using the opportunity to feel his big, strong arms too.
Damn, how can he be so… *hot?* Suddenly, I feel like I've been really petty to get mad at him for lusting after my body. I'm just so obsessed with this man that, now that I'm touching him like this, there's a tickle in my lower belly.
Yes, I want him.
I've always wanted him… Ever since our eyes first met.
And now that I have him under my touch again, I can't let him go.
“Can I suck you today, please?” I ask, raising my eyes to meet his. My voice is sly like my innocent expression, but that doesn't match the words or the movement of my hand that, once again, travels down his belly, reaching his waistband.
And Julian holds his breath.
I keep going further down, finally reaching his stiffness, the cock hidden inside so much cloth… So I pull his pants off with both hands, crouching down while bringing it to his ankles and getting on my knees.
Raising my chin, I lock eyes with Julian's and notice that he lets out a harsh breath.
“I'm going to go crazy.” He mutters, throwing his head back with his eyes closed tightly. “I'm really losing my mind, Angelee.”
I clamp my hands on his hips and rub my mouth against his hard-on, sticking my tongue out to take the salty taste of his orgasm. He shudders, and I move forward, sucking until the whole tip fits inside the pout on my lips…
And when Julian feels the softness of my tongue against the specific place that I know it's his weak spot, a hoarse grunt escapes from deep in his throat.
I keep moving my head forward, slowly taking in all his hard-on, but Julian is impatient and, gripping my hair tightly, jerks his hips against my mouth, making me completely swallow the hardness that hits deep in my throat.
And I'm choking hard, but he holds me that way… Julian's cock is so big and thick that it's completely filling my mouth, widening the corners that burn slightly, making my jaw aches because of its size that's going down my throat.
“Look at me.”
I obey, with my eyes watering.
“Look at me while you choke on my cock.”
I'm really choking, but he doesn't let go — he seems to enjoy feeling my gag reflex because he's moaning… He's moaning so much and causing such a reaction delights me.
A tear runs down my cheek…
And Julian finally pulls my head away sharply, making me gasp, saliva dripping down my chin.
“Good girl.” He strokes my cheek, drying the tears still flowing, while I cough and take a deep breath. “What a good girl.”
I open my mouth, waiting for him to put his erection inside and fuck my mouth again. He puts just the tip on the back of my tongue, rubbing the bulging vein against it… But a mischievous smile appears on his lips.
“I've changed my mind. I won’t come in your mouth today,” I grunted at his words, fearing that this was his way of punishing me… But suddenly, he lifted me by the arms and guided me to the large bathtub while turning on the water to fill it.
I look at Julian, confused.
“We need to clean you up, don't we?” He smiles wickedly, making me hold my breath, “Especially when another man has touched what's mine.”