Page 38 of Goldsin

Across the room we watch each other. Taste each other through other people.

The hands of the other girl with short brown hair glide over Julian’s chest and arms, her lips grazing his tattooed skin. And I crave to taste him. Taste his depravity.

He grabs the blonde, letting her straddle his legs,which are covered in black sweatpants. My breath hitches as his large hands grip the bare skin of her ass.

Meanwhile Adrian pushes me against the back of the couch, getting between my legs as his hand hooks around the strings of my lacy underwear.

My nipples harden, poking through the material, as his other hand plays with them, pinching then soothing. My body arcs at his touch, head lolling backward as he licks the skin between my neck and my shoulder.

I bite my lips, half-lidded eyes taking in Julian as he kisses the neck of the blonde, brushing her hair to the side and pulling her body to his while she grinds on top of him.

As she feels the effect I’m having on him.

His hair is all over the place from her fingers running through it. Black strands fall down his face, and even with the mask hiding him, I can still feel his carnal look at seeing Adrian’s hands dip inside my underwear.

He slaps her right ass cheek, and my body aches for her. A wave of pleasure rocks through me. He slaps her left ass cheek, and Adrian’s finger flicks over my clit, making me cry out, eyes slipping shut.

Adrian growls, biting down on my neck. I try to resist the need to fall into complete submission at the pleasure. To let Julian have power over my body without even touching me with one finger. But I’m so dangerously close to losing control, to giving in to the lust threatening to consume me.

How fucked-up am I, to be fantasizing about my ex-boyfriend’s brother’s touch while getting fingered by said ex-boyfriend?

Isuck in a sharp gasp.Too fucked-up. A lost cause. A moan threatens to escape as I feel the intrusion of Adrian’s finger.

My body tenses. I’m so close. So deliciously close?—

A pair of hands pulls me away.

“What the fuck!” Adrian yells as I’m yanked from his grasp.

“Shh,” a familiar voice whispers in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “If you come, it’ll be on my fingers, not my brother’s.”

Frustration mixes with the arousal still building in me.

Julian doesn’t give me a chance to protest as his hand clamps around my throat. His fingers press into the soft skin with a force that will leave me bruised tomorrow. My pulse shoots up, and I know he can feel the beat as it caresses his fingers. I know he loves it.

I shoot him a glare, looking up at his towering frame. From this close I can see his piercing eyes behind the mask, flickering back and forth.

A sigh leaves his lips, and in one swift motion he releases my throat, only to sling me over his shoulder and guide us through the throngs of people.

The position, coupled with the dim red lights, confuses my senses as I try to grasp a sense of direction.Where are we going? Where is he taking me?

I’m seeing everything upside down when I catch the eye of a familiar face in the crowd. Victoria stands at a distance, her view of me unobscured. She keeps her eyes glued to me, her head tilted slightly as her lips curl intoan uneasy smirk, the tips of her fingers brushing over them.

In an instant Julian turns around a corner and she disappears from view.

A thud hits my ears before he puts me down, my back connecting with the wall of a softly lit room.

At least now I can think of something else other than her disturbing stare.

“Julian . . .”

His finger strokes my lips, silencing me. “Quiet.”

I’m still trying to adjust my eyes to the darkness when his body cages me in. He grazes his teeth over the bare skin of my neck, making me see only him.

“Should we tell my brother this was all for me?” He drags his finger over my drenched underwear.

Embarrassment washes over me as I struggle to keep my body from betraying me. I try to push him away, but my hands scratch at his skin instead, and I sigh for more.

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