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"Fuck this," he says under his voice. "I need it now."

He reaches out and grabs the edge of the recliner I'm on. He yanks it toward him until it hits his knees, my legs splayed out around his thighs.

I hold my breath as I watch his fingers slowly untie the laces on the sides of my pink bikini bottoms. He peels it away and tosses it aside. He looks down at me, totally exposed.

"This little pussy isn't the only thing that's bare," he says, gripping his dick. "My cock is going to be bare. Every time. I am going to shoot so deep inside you that you'll need to stay in bedall fucking day and night. I'm not wasting a drop. My cock will be hard inside you before you can even blink. I'll have your pussy like a tight seal around my dick."

I gasp as he stands up and kicks his recliner out of the way. With a loud scrape on the stone pavers, it catapults into the pool. I laugh as Julian pounces on me and kisses my lips, a slow and steady dance between our tongues.

"I'm in fucking heaven," he says, pulling away.

He falls to his knees in front of me, spreading my lips apart and making a long, steady lick around my clit.

I tense up and my head falls back. A kaleidoscope of colors and shapes bursts behind my eyelids.

"Oh my god," I moan. "This is heaven. Heaven on earth."

Breaths huff out of my core as I watch the way this possessive man creates pure magic between my legs.

He wraps his lips around it and sucks gently, putting his hand on my knee and spreading my thighs as wide as they'll go. My juices are dripping everywhere, and he props his hand under my ass to tease me. I swallow thickly as an entirely new feeling crashes into me like a wave. He sneaks a finger down to my back hole, pressing on it lightly and sliding his finger against it.

"Oh my god," I let out with a choked sigh. "Oh my god."

He hums and flicks his tongue against my clit, slipping a finger inside my slick channel, curling it up, getting deeper, deeper, my hips rolling and my knees shaking until the release hits me.

My back arches as clear blue light seems to shoot out like a million tiny pin-pricks on my heavy, aching limbs. I cry out, eyes shut tightly, the entire universe opening up before me.

A universe with him. Always.

"Oh my god," I moan, head tilted back.

He wraps his arms around me and brings me into his lap as he sits on the edge of the recliner, where my bare, wet, aching pussy is pushing right up against his cock.

I whimper and look down between us.

A huge spurt of precum shoots up and hits him in the stomach.

"Holy shit," I gasp.

"You like that?" he says, giving me a devilish grin. "You like seeing what you do to your man's cock?"

"Yes," I whisper, transfixed by his eyes. The only thing in the world is me and him. Everything's been narrowed down to just us. It's mind-bending. It's life-changing. "As a matter of fact, I love it."

I get down on my knees, tracing my fingers down his chiseled stomach, dragging them to the base of his cock.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he groans as I wrap my lips around it. He looks down and pushes my hair away, tucking it behind my ears. "You are a fucking ace at sucking my cock. You sure you've never done this before?"

I moan and my eyes flutter closed as I work my lips downward. The taste of him in the back of my throat is making me addicted, one stroke at a time.

I lick up and down the full length, reveling in the moment. This was totally worth the wait. I love that he kept me at arm's length until he was ready to tell me exactly what was in store for me. I was able to savor the anticipation with every single second that ticked by.

"Fucking hell," he whispers, shifting his hips up. "Keep going like that, and I'll have no choice but to take it away from you."

I take my mouth away and grip my hand around it, making smooth motions up and down. My clit is burning and aching.

"Why would you take it away?"

Again, I feel the sting of inadequacy. It's so silly, I realize that, because I wouldn't be here if he didn't really want me here, but that feeling of being lesser-than, the fact that I'm inexperienced, slips into my mind.