Chapter 323
Chapter 324
Amber’s POV
I closed the door behind Julian and then followed him as he walked closer to the bed. When he was there, he stopped, turning to face me. Those eyes of his, so full of heat, sparked a fire inside of me that started to burn me from the inside out.
Feeling hot, I reached out to him just as he reached out to me.
Our mouths found each other’s before any other part of the rest of us did.
I buried my fingers in Julian’s hair, as his hands gripped my waist, hoisting me closer to him so that our chests were pressed together.
I was already set for bed, and wasn’t wearing a bra, so my soft curves met his hard, muscled chest with only two very thin shirts between us.
Those flimsy fabrics were still too much. I plucked at his shirt and he growled his agreement against my mouth, even as he licked his tongue past the seam of my lips.
Our kiss was so hot, we couldn’t bring ourselves to break it, not even for this. We waited until we needed air again. As we parted to breathe, both of our hands moved in a rush. I tugged at his shirt and he tore mine clean off my body. One way or another, those clothes ended up on the floor.
We crashed back together, and I moaned in delight at the feel of my naked breasts pressed against his burning hot, hard chest. The friction felt so good. Coupled with another deep, passionate kiss, and I felt as if my knees would give out.
At the same time, as glorious as this was, I wanted more. We were still wearing our bottoms, and until we were together at last, without any separation between us, I wouldn’t be satisfied.
I’d come to close to dying today, to losing him forever.
He had saved me once again, placing my safety before his own.
I loved him so much, so passionately. I wanted to show him how much, and to feel his love in return. Only then, would I be satisfied.
And even then, I was likely to want him again… and again… and again…
I grunted in frustration. How well he knew me, he knew at once what I wanted. Or maybe he just wanted it too.
The want seared through our bond, branding us both with red hot desire.
Clutching my waist again, he pushed me away from him. The back of my knees hit the bed and I crashed down onto it. His eyes locked onto my breasts as I bounced a few times before settling.
A low growl emitting from his throat, he reached down, grabbed my pajama shorts and panties and pulled both off of my body, leaving me naked and exposed for his hungry eyes. Those dark eyes took in their fill, and I allowed it, posturing slightly to give him the best view.
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Quickly, he kicked off his own pants and boxers. And then, diving forward, he covered my body with his own. His mouth and hands were everywhere, touching and tasting my bare skin and my curves and then my most sensitive parts.
All I could do was hold on as he tasted me. I cried out his name on a loop, gasping as he pushed me over the ledge of pleasure twice in quick succession.
But he wasn’t done with me yet, and neither was I done with him.
As he crawled his way back up to me, kissing me full on the mouth, I surprised him by shoving him onto his back, eager to show him the same affection.
I kissed down his front before finding the hardness that drove him in these moments. I was only allowed a few minutes of fun though, before he pulled me away and pushed me back onto the mattress.
I guessed he didn’t want this to end too soon, and was eager for what came next.
Kissing me, he pushed apart my legs and sought out my center. When he found it, he drove himself inside, straight into my core.
Florence
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