Page 36 of Deadly Sights

He glances around him and I recognize the room he’s in. It’s the one he prepared for me in his home.

“Did you sleep in my bed last night?” I keep my voice low to keep my friends from hearing what I’m about to do.

Pink stains his cheeks. “I wasn’t being creepy… I just… Being surrounded by things you’ve touched soothes me.”

“As much as I’d like to talk about how sweet that is and how not creeped out I am, I have a more pressing issue at hand.” I pull the phone away so he can see me as I trail my hand down my body and between my thighs.

When I raise my glistening fingers to the screen, he clenches his eyes and groans, “Nadira…”

“Don’t Nadira me. This is your fault. Now, I could take care of myself alone, but that’s not what I want.”

“And what is it you want?”

“You. On my bed. Naked.”

Julian opens his eyes and I gasp at the passion causing his irises to glow a molten gold. “I live to fulfill your desires.” The dark promise in his voice delivers a phantom stroke to my body.

My core clenches and my clit pulses with need.

Julian sets his phone down so I can watch him as he slowly disrobes, revealing inch by tantalizing inch of his muscled torso. As the hem of his shirt rises above his chest, the material uncovers a tattoo over his left pectoral muscle. Inked on his chest is Property of Trapper’s Keeper.

I’ve seen his tattoo before, but after discovering his letters, the words take on new meaning. Although he hasn’t called me Keeper since London, I haven’t forgotten. Is there any aspect of Julian’s life he hasn’t devoted to me? The realization humbles me, but more than that, it turns me on. Julian unabashedly belongs to me.

“Julian.” I lick my lips and circle my swollen nipple. “Can’t you go faster?”

In response, he rips open his pants and I hear the ping of his button hitting something in the room. Within seconds, Julian lies on the bed. “What will you have me do?” His strained voice is music to my ears.

“Show me… when you think about using your mouth on me, show me how you touch yourself.”

“I pretend you’re touching me,” he whimpers with his hand circling his dick.

“And I will. You have a beautiful dick. Now squeeze it gently for me.”

He bites his lip but follows my instructions. His dick is long and thick, curving toward his belly. Pre-cum wells at his tip.

Unable to hold back any longer, I rub slow circles into my clit and moan at the stimulation. “Now spread that delicious fluid around and start stroking yourself. And don’t keep quiet. I want to hear all your pleasure.”

“Yes, my queen.”

“That’s right. And that’s my dick you’re touching, isn’t it?”

“Yes, all of me is yours for the taking.”

Shit!Having this power over Julian sends a rush to my head that journeys to all my nerve endings. While stimulating my clitoris with my thumb, I plunge two fingers into my needy pussy.

“Do you hear that, Julian?” I widen my thighs and place the phone closer to my pussy while I thrust inside myself. I’m so wet. Sloshing sounds emit from between my legs.

“Fuck, Nadira.”

“This is what you do to me, Julian.” I pant and increase my pace. “When I see you, I’m going to want to ride that big dick of mine. You won’t deny me, will you?”

“Never.” He gasps my name and the wildness in his eyes tells me he’s on the brink.

“Do you want to come?”

“Not before you.” The sexy baritone of his voice makes me whimper and slam my feet against the bed.

“I’m close, but I want to see you come first. Show me how hard you come and how much cum you’re going to feed me when we do this in person.”

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