“I promised you all night last time. I make good on my word.”
She groans and I pull her thigh over my neck so I can lap at her clit while working my fingers deep. God, she tastes good, wonderful. Between her cooking and her pussy, I could feast happily for the rest of my life.
She bucks her hips against my face and I love it. I suck her clit hard while flicking my tongue over the sensitive bud and she screams as she gushes over my fingers. But I know I’m not nearly hard enough yet.
I make her come again and again. When she finishes for the third time, she pushes at my forehead. “Too much. Too sensitive.”
That’s fine with me. I can feel my cock tapping my belly. I lick up her belly, between her large breasts, then to her mouth. She sucks my tongue, wraps her arms around me and rubs her hips against me.
“I need you to fuck me. And I need you to finish this time.”
I pull her onto my lap and thrust into her. Juliana groans and her head falls back. “I’ve missed you so much.”
“Fucking me or me?”
“Both.” She nips my jaw. “Fuck me like only you do, Kon. Deep and sure.”
I hold her in place as we fuck each other. She rides me, never settling for staying still. Her breasts bounce against my chest and the sounds she makes drive me insane. I tangle my fingers in her hair and kiss her until she lets out a moan and bites my shoulder.
Her pussy squeezes my cock so tightly, I can’t help but finish with her. Heat rips through me, filling me up with ecstasy and love. I grunt and groan as I come inside her, then lay down with her at my side.
Every thought is pushed out of my head except that I love Juliana. I don’t know if it’s the serious kind of love, or the love that happens right after the infatuation point, but I know it’s true. I push her messy hair from her face and kiss her forehead. I’ll keep all my love to myself until we get through this problem. She doesn’t need the extra stress and I don’t want to take the chance of her kicking me out of her life.
“All night, huh?” She asks as she rubs my chest. “Then I should keep going, right?”
“I’m yours, angel.”
6
JULIANA
Ihum as I kick at the blanket around my legs. I’m too hot and overheating. But then I’m on fire. With Sharon watching me burn, a gun trained on me, only giving me two options. Death by a bullet in the head, or death by the fire lapping at my back. The smoke chokes me, makes it impossible to breathe. I think my heart is actually dying in my chest. It hurts so badly, I’m regretting every single sweet thing I’ve ever eaten that could clog it up.
Gasping, I sit up, ready to fight, but all I find is Konstantin, now awake and very worried. But I still don’t feel like I can breathe. Konstantin helps Charlie and Nolan to bed and has them cuddle against me. I pet them as Konstantin whispers in my ear.
“You’re right with me, angel. Right here in the safe house. We’re okay. Feel my heartbeat?” He pulls one of my hands to his chest.
I can feel the heavy, hard beating of his heart. I take a slower breath as Konstantin coaches me. Once I have a sense of where we are and Charlie lays on my lap, not letting me move, but calming, I lean back against Kon.
“You’re hot.”
“Thank you?” He asks.
“I mean body temp. You’re warm. I had a nightmare that the room was on fire and Sharon was holding a gun and ...” I close my eyes. “I’m tired of nightmares.”
“How long have you had nightmares, baby?”
“Long time.” I sigh, letting my eyes close a little. “Off and on. Some psychiatrist said they were stress related. It lines up pretty well.”
Konstantin kisses the top of my head and pets Charlie who’s relaxing on my lap just watching us. I can tell he has a question in the silence, but looking over my shoulder and seeing his blatant nervousness. “What is it, tiger?”
“Did I push you too hard? Three rounds and some fun in between could be too much and if I overdid it and gave you a nightmare-”
“No!” I insist, then kiss his cheek. “No, Kon.” I almost laugh because it’s so silly, but he’s so earnest. “I promise, it’s not because of the amazing sex. It’s the stress of being shot at and actually being in danger. I guess my attitude isn’t enough to handle this.”
Konstantin kisses my temple, my cheek, then right next to my ear. “I can try to fight your nightmares.”
I kiss him softly. “Just jack the A/C up a little more.”