“Not one bit. I want to be inside more than anything, but I won’t rush you, no matter what I said earlier.”
“Well, I need you in me. I want you inside me. Julien, take me.”
“Fair warning—you’re mine.” We kiss again before he presses the tip of his thick cock through my slit. Slowly he stretches me, inch by inch until he hits the last strands of my innocence, tearing it to shreds. I let out a mixed cry and moan as the pain and pleasure intertwine.
“I’m sorry, my beauty.”
“I’m fine. You’re just so big,” I say shakily.
“You feel so good around my cock.” He rocks forward, fucking my pussy slowly, working in and out until I’m coming and then he roars, shooting his load deep inside me.
Gasping and breathing heavily, he rolls onto his back with his arms around me, cradling me close. “That was amazing,” he groans. I brush my lips against his shoulder and then rest my head only to hear him whisper, “Mine.”
****
I wake up with the realization of what I’ve done and where I need to be in an hour. Turning my head, I see Julien’s handsome face unbothered, relaxed. It almost makes me want to forget all I’ve worked to prove, but I can’t. Steeling my spine, I quickly and quietly sneak out of his bed and gather my clothes. Fuck, my zipper won’t go up. I grab his dress shirt and put it over me and walk out of the hotel room with my things, stealing one glance back at the most handsome man I’ve ever met.
My chest aches as I make my way to the elevator. I should have told him what my room number is or at least given him my number. I’m not going to be around for the whole day, and I don’t know when he’s leaving.
Still, I am preparing for the bake-off, where five companies will be there to look at all of us to see if any of us meet their standards. I get downstairs and into the kitchen area with all the other candidates when I see the man who had been sitting with Julien standing there with a tablet in his hand. My eyes scan the room, but I don’t see him anywhere. What if he’s one of the other bakers? What if he’s one of the employers?