Page 4 of The Butterfly Effect
“What’s so funny?” I narrowed my eyes at her, keeping my voice low. I held both of her wrists, pulling them so her hands were pressed against my chest.
“I just, um… it’s just been a while, I guess.” A delicious blush ran across her neck. How long had it been since she was with someone? As I pictured the woman in front of me losing herself completely, the tightness in my pants became almost painful, and I sucked in a long breath.
Before she could say anything further, I reached down and tugged her dress out from under her, quickly sliding the material past her curves and over her heaving chest. I paused to make quick eye contact with her before tugging the dress over her head and dropping it on the floor by my shirt. I took my time moving my gaze down her body as I undid my belt.
Julianna’s hands twitched at her sides as she resisted the urge to cover herself. She had beautiful curves—breasts the perfect size to fit in my palms and hips that begged to be used as handles. She had soft, milky skin I wanted to leave teeth marks in, but the way her breathing grew heavier made my stomach churn with sudden need. It had been a few weeks since I’d been inside a woman.
I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my pants and slid them down along with my boxers, releasing my erection. She widened her eyes and continued to stare as she sat up on the bed, grabbing my arms and tugging me down to her. Positioning myself over her, I pressed my mouth to hers, running my hand down her arm and back up her side.
One at a time, I rolled her nipples between my fingers. Julianna moaned against my mouth and pressed her hips to mine. I took a deep, metered breath as the heat from her center radiated against my dick, and I moved my lips to her neck, biting her again before moving my mouth to her breasts to do the same.
She cried out when I closed around one of her small nipples, and I let out a small, satisfied growl at the sound. I brushed my fingers down her stomach, between her folds, and against her clit. She whimpered breathlessly against my mouth and bucked her hips. When she wrapped her arms around my back, I moved my other hand to the side of her neck.
Her jaw was fragile in my hand as I took control of her mouth with mine and slid two fingers into her, unsurprised by the wet warmth that greeted me. I kept my thumb pressed lightly against her clit while I hooked my fingers and ran them along her most sensitive spots. By the way she rode my hand, she was nearing the first good orgasm she’d had in who knew how long as the tension traveled through her shaking legs.
“Oh god, I’m going to—”
Before she could finish, I stopped and pulled my fingers from her. Julianna shuddered and looked up at me from under her long eyelashes, desperately staring with her steel-colored eyes while I licked her juices from my fingers.
“No, wait. Please don’t stop.” Her chest heaved and a bright blush filled her cheeks, neck, and chest as she whined.
“Do you want to come?”
“Yes, please. Oh god. It’s been so long.Please.” She was breathless and bit her lip, gazing up at me again. The shaking in her legs was just starting to slow.
“How long has it been, Julianna?”
She looked at me, desperation in her eyes. “What?”
“Tell me how long it’s been since you’ve let yourself fall apart with someone.”
“Please.” Her plead ended with a breathless sigh before she took another breath, looking down as she did. “It’s embarrassing.”
“Look at me.” She followed my command, surprise in her eyes. “Answer my question.”
Realizing I wouldn’t be continuing until she did, she said, “Sixteen months.” Julianna pouted and looked away, but I grabbed her face and turned it towards me. I ran my teeth along her jaw to her ear, sucking her earlobe into my mouth and reveling in the shiver that ran through her body.
“Should I let you come now?” I ran a finger up the inside of her thigh and her muscles twitched.
“Yes, please. Yes.” Julianna tried to press herself against my hand and released an exasperated sigh when she was unsuccessful.
I growled, thrusting my fingers inside of her in the same rhythm I had earlier. Her orgasm grew again quickly, her walls clenching against my moving fingers as she begged me not to stop. Heat grew in my stomach as her eyes rolled into her head and she curled her toes. She cried out my name when the first waves of her orgasm crashed over her, and I continued the same movements inside her and against her swollen clit until her pleasure subsided.
I sat up, rubbing myself with the hand covered with her fluids before positioning myself at her center and sliding inside. Her walls stretched around me as I filled every inch of her and she locked eyes with me. With every thrust, I entered her with more force and deeper than before, her cries coming louder and echoing against the vaulted ceilings in my room.
I closed my hand around her small throat, and while my grip wasn’t enough to stop her air completely, it would be enough to make her feel a little dizzy. Judging by the goose bumps that rose on her soft skin, her nerves likely stood on edge as she widened her eyes. Julianna’s stare wasn’t filled with fear, but with intense pleasure showing itself in the tears welling against her eyelids. She didn’t have the same breath to moan the way she had been and made a small choking sound as she crashed over her peak a second time.
I tightened my grip on her throat for just a moment as I thrusted a few more times and jerked against her, reaching my orgasm. I released my hand from her neck and lowered myself down next to her. The pink blush on her cheeks darkened and she breathed heavily, watching me. Julianna had probably never been choked before, and guilt crept in for just a second since she’d already had an eventful evening, but the color rising on her neck was too sweet to feel sorry about.
I wrapped my arm around the front of her, and the tattoo on my forearm drew her attention. She had eyed at it at the bar too, but I hadn’t let on that I saw her staring. My tattoo was a dagger, adorned with a single red rose near the handle. She ran her fingers along the ink, looking over the various tattoos on my chest and other shoulder, but drawn back to the dagger on my arm. She didn’t ask what it meant, and I appreciated her for that. People always thought tattoos need to have a meaning, and they usually didn’t think getting drunk and deciding “fuck it” counted as meaning.
She rested her head in the area between my chest and my shoulder as her breathing slowly evened out with mine. A slightly sweet scent of honey wafted from her hair, and I took a deep breath when she pressed her body back against me. Her eyes fluttered closed, and a satisfied sigh left her lips as she drifted off to sleep.
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I woke when the sun peeked through the curtains, angry to find the bed next to me empty. The sheets were cold beneath my hands, meaning Julianna hadn’t been lying there for quite some time. Frustration flooded through me, and I pulled myself from my bed. A cold breeze brushed against my naked body, and I flashed back to the night before. The way her face looked when she came was enough to excite me again this morning, my dick thickening at the thought. If she hadn’t rushed out on me, maybe I would’ve taken my time with her again before sending her on her way. Was she in the bathroom? The door was open, so she couldn’t be. She had probably left a couple of hours ago. Still, I couldn’t help but think she might be making herself at home in my living room.
When a woman was lucky enough to make it into my bed, she usually stayed there as long as she could. It had become a joy of mine to kick them out the next morning. Most of the time, they tried to coerce me back into bed for another round, and when that didn’t work, they would resort to leaving their numbers and practically begging for a callback. Anger rose in my chest again at the empty living room and the rest of the house. I wanted to yell at her, except I had no way to do so. I only knew her first name, that she wasn’t terribly observant, and she was a pretty great lay. She’d never offered me her number, and I never asked anyone for one unless it was a business deal.
