CHAPTER THIRTY

Maggie's Pov
It was evening time and ever since this morning after we closed from the training ground, I haven't caught a glimpse of Julian. Although he promised that the two of us will make dinner when he gets back from his pack meeting.? I rubbed my eyes with my knuckles trying to get sleep off them. I was tired and my limbs were weak. I fluttered my eyes open when I felt someone pick me up and spank my butts playfully.?
'Hey, babe… how are you doing?"
'I'm tired. My limbs are weak. I can't cook" I said slowly
"Don't worry, we aren't going to cook," Julian said and I breathed in delight at his confession that I was too weak to do anything. "At least not in the kitchen" he said with a smirk and I frowned.?
"Oh, I hate you, Julian," I said playfully.
"I know," he said and spanked me harder.
I kept still, disoriented. I didn't know where exactly he was or what he was doing. I licked my lips nervously, getting ready for his dick.
Suddenly, I felt him unzipping my shorts. It had been ages since we had sex or got close in any way other than a hug. The tension between us was heated and I knew it was harder for him to hold off than it was for me.?
'What are you doing?" I asked, trying to squirm out of his grip. 'Don't you just need my mouth for what you're about to do? 'Julian laughed wryly but didn't stop undressing me.
'Pleasuring me wouldn't be any kind of punishment for you," he whispered.
'I thought this wasn't supposed to be about you," I said, not tearing my eyes from his almost exposed rock. He tore my pants off abruptly. I lay still, squeezing my legs together as hard as I could. I knew I wouldn't be able to resist him if he really wanted to go on with his plan. I wanted to play hard to get. I didn't want to seem interested in his games, even though my fluids were watering my thighs
'This isn't about me it is about." He trailed off, and I felt the mattress sagging under his weight.
I had no idea what was happening. I could only listen. I felt his breath on my cheek, and then he gently bit my earlobe.
'Don't be afraid, baby girl. It's going to be worth it" he said, pushing his hand between my legs. 'I'll be gentle, I promise and you are going to not want me to ever stop" I squeezed my legs together even harder, whining softly with thrill.
'Shush," he whispered. 'I will part your legs now and start with just one finger. Relax." Why would he use one finger? I almost shouted at him for being so ridiculous. The lightness in his face earlier was gone. We had barely put ourselves on track; I didn't want to do something to provoke him. 'Good. And now spread those legs wide for Me." again, I did as I was told. 'You'll be a good girl and do what I say now. I don't want to hurt you."
I nodded.
Delicately, he started to kiss me on the lips while his hand slid down. With his other hand, he held my head, deepening the kiss. I yielded, and an instant later, our tongues were dancing, quicker and quicker. I wanted him. My lips were growing greedier. An involuntary growl escaped my lips which made him smirk.
'Calm down, baby. Not so fast. Let's not rush" he breathed into my ear as his hand reached the lace fabric of my panties. 'I love how your skin feels in that lace. Now, be still and don't move."
Julian's fingers slipped into the most intimate spot of my body. Slowly, with his lips right next to my ear, he explored the inside of my thighs, gently stroking them with two fingers, teasing me. He rubbed my lips down there and finally slid inside. I felt his touch, so wonderful, and my back arched. I moaned in ecstasy. 'Don't move and be silent. Don't make a sound. Do you understand?" he asked tauntingly. I nodded my head.
"Say what?"
"Yes, I understand," I replied.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes sir"?
I nodded quickly. His finger sank deeper until it was all the way in. I clenched my teeth, trying to remain silent, while he started to move, subtly and sensually, inside me. His middle finger slid in and out, while his thumb softly fondled my clit. I felt his weight subsiding and then shifting downward. I stopped breathing. His fingers didn't stop.
He reached his destination. Suddenly, he slipped his fingers out, making me wince. But then I felt his breath through the lace of my panties.
"This is about you princess. I want to worship you 'cause you deserve it. You were and are still good for me and this is the much I can offer aside from gifting you things I have something to tell you but it would be after this. I just want you to know what I can do to you. How good I can make you feel. I want you to talk to me when I begin to perform. Tell me if I'm doing it well. Direct me. I want to give you ecstasy," he breathed, pulling my thong down my legs. On instinct, I brought my legs together as multiple emotions attacked me all at once. If I wasn't sure I loved Julian before, right then, at that moment, I knew I loved that man.
'Spread them wide for me! I want to see it." He slid his hand between my legs and gently parted them. I slowly did as he told me and heard him inhale deeply. He spread my legs wider, piercing me with his gaze, sinking deeper into my most intimate, secretive places.
'Lick me," I moaned, unable to keep quiet anymore. 'Please, Julian. I might explode if you don't right this minute" I rasped pleadingly.
Hearing that, he started steadily rubbing my clit with his thumb.
'Hold on right, Princess" He leaned down and sank his tongue in my snatch, his movements dynamic. I wanted to grab him by the hair, but my hands were tied behind my back. With the fingers of one hand, he spread the lips of my pussy, wanting to reach that most sensitive spot.
'I want you to come, and I want to torture and make you feel good with more orgasms until you beg me to stop. But I won't stop. Because I want to go all out on you. Fuck you until you go sore and your pussy and brain recognize only my prick" he grumbled before he ripped the sleeping mask off my face. 'I want you to look at me. I want to see your face as you come, again and again."
He pushed himself up and slipped a pillow beneath my head. 'You need to see everything clearly, how I stroke you, suck and fuck you into the seventh heaven" he mumbled into my core. Julian was at the same time sexy and terrifying. I've never liked it when a man looked at me when I was having my orgasm. Somehow it felt too intimate. This time, I had no choice. He swooped in again, his lips caressing my clit, and two of his fingers impaled me. I closed my eyes, feeling myself on the very brink of rapture.
'Harder," I whispered, tangling my fingers in his sleek hair. His fingers kept stroking expertly, while his tongue never stopped.
'Holy cow!" I shouted as I came for the first time today. The orgasm was long and strong, overwhelming. My body was taut like a string, trapped by what Julian was doing. When I felt the orgasm subside, he rushed at my exhausted, tender, and sensitive clit again, almost painfully. I clenched my teeth until they grated, squirming—impaled by his two fingers. Now we are talking.?
He seemed charged up by my first orgasm. He hastened his stroke and finished me complete with his thumb pressing on my G-spot. My brain was in complete disarray as I couldn't comprehend what he was doing to me 'I'm sorry!" I cried after the next wave of painful bliss overcame me.
The mysterious man relented, let my body cool down, softly kissed, and stroked all the places that were hurting now. My hips collapsed to the mattress when he was finished. As I lay still, he slipped his hand beneath me and loosened the strap around my wrists so I could slide my hands free. I opened my eyes and looked at him. Slowly he pushed himself up, reached for the nightstand, and fished out a box of wet wipes. Gently he wiped the spots he had been attacking with such brutality just a moment ago.
'Apology accepted, although what I wanted to hear you say isn't a goddamn apology," he said, and vanished back into the main comparison, kept still for a moment longer, analyzing everything, but I couldn't believe what had just happened. I only knew one thing: I was so calm now, and so sore, as if I had been fucking him for hours. What did he want to hear, I asked myself, surely it wasn't what I wanted to hear too right?
"Let's take a wine break. Go bath and change into something sexy. I told you to give me commands but you flaunted those instructions. It is time to give you mine" I sluggishly climb off the bed to freshen up. When I returned, Julian was sitting in his seat, biting his upper lip. He turned his head, sending me a look.
'My lips smell like your pussy now. Suddenly I'm not so sure if you were the one punished." I blushed at his words but acted unaffected l. I sat down opposite him, seemingly unmoved by what he said.
'My pussy feels like your dick. So, what are our plans for later?" I asked coolly, snatching the champagne glass from his hand.
'You're getting adorably insatiable. What sort of a sex goddess are you?" He asked and poured himself another glass.?
******
A while later, Julian switched on the lights and? I swallowed loudly, squinting so that my eyes would get familiar with the light, mouth slightly opened as I was amazed by the view and revitalized with the alcohol in my system. Julian stood by a giant bed supported by four?girders. The mattress was covered with dozens and different shades of purple, black and Red, Burgundy—from the beddings to the pillows. The room was hazy, classily furnished, and very luxurious. I grabbed the recliner of the armchair I was sitting on as he started to walk my way. I could not take my eyes off the groin now drooping in front of my face. I was staring, my mouth agape. He only stopped when his legs touched my knees. Julian threw a white towel over his shoulders, grabbing its ends. When his preying eyes stared met mine. I began to pray silently. I was begging the Goddess for the strength to resist what I was seeing—what I was feeling.
Julian was perfectly aware of his effect on me. It wasn't too hard to read then, not to mention that I was sucking on my lower lip without realizing it. It wasn't exactly helping to mask my feelings.
Slowly he reached for his crotch with his right hand and started stroking it, from the base to the very tip. I prayed harder. His body was flexing. The fierce hard muscles of his stomach grew rigid, and the penis I was doing everything in my power not to look at was accumulating, surging, and stretching.
'You could do something about this instead of just watching?" Julian asked without taking his eyes off me. Without stopping to play with himself. 'Do you want me to beg? I'm at your mercy, remember that. Would you let me get this much of a pleasure?"
I couldn't answer. I was confused as to what I wanted. Let him be at his mercy or offer myself to him. I saw the gloom in his eyes, he was trying everything to mask his feelings. Obviously, the call from earlier and the meeting he went for had toil on him. His mouth was saying something but his facial expressions and body features were saying a different thing.