Page 57 of Our Unexpected Beginning
“Julia.”
“Well, you see…” She pointed a finger at him, half joking. “You’ve been gone and I really don’t have enough toys.” There was no hiding the guilt in her eyes. “I know we haven’t exactly…”
Julia’s eyes flitted over Graham’s face as she processed the words that had just escaped her mouth. She immediately regretted them, but it was too late to take them back. Her heart fluttered as she waited for his reaction, his expression darkening as he invaded her personal space, causing her breath to hitch in her throat.
“I see,” he said coolly, his gaze piercing into hers. She couldn’t look away, even as his words sent a chill down her spine.
“I’m sorry, but I’m also not,” she replied, refusing to back down even as he pressed his body against hers. She noticed how they fit together differently now, herbody having changed since the last time they had been together.
“Naughty little girl you are,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. “Do I have to put you over my knee, kitten?” His words sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn’t help but feel a tingling sensation between her legs.
“Oh, I’m sure you’d like that,” she snipped back, trying to maintain control of the situation.
“You’re mouthy tonight,” he teased, his lips dangerously close to hers. She couldn’t resist the urge to taunt him further.
“So I get punished for something I don’t have control over?” she asked, her face contorting into a sour expression. “I don’t think that’s fair.”
“Maybe so, but there are better ways to communicate.”
“If you don’t like my fuckin attitude it’s your fault.”
“I’m sorry?”
“You and your baby making DNA infiltrating my system, damn it!”
“So, it’s my fault?” His smirk would have been charming if it didn’t annoy her so much in the moment.
“Yes.” She crossed her arms and glared up at him.
“Well, if it’s my fault. I guess I’ll just have to fix it.”
Graham gripped her hips and lifted her onto the kitchen counter, hiking her sweatshirt above her hips and leaving her butt bare. Her hands grabbed at his shoulders.
“What? How the fuck are you going to fix this?!”
Graham didn’t answer, instead he spread her legs apart and dipped his head between them. His tongue flicked out and grazed her clit, causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot through her body. She moaned and squirmed under his touch.
Her head rolled back and she moaned, sinking her fingers into his hair. “Oh–”
Graham pulled away. “Don’t you dare come, Julia.”
“I-what?! H-owww.” His talented tongue jittered her words.
He continued his assault on her body, teasing and taunting until she was on the brink of orgasm. But just as she was about to tip over the edge, he stopped.
“It’s my fault, as you said.”
“Yes.” Julia whined regretfully.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Sir…”
“I will fix the situation….on my terms.” His tongue ran over her clit.
“Oh God,” she whimpered, her knees nearly buckling. His hands gripped her thighs holding her steady against the wall.
Graham pulled back just enough to look up at her, his eyes dark with desire. “You’re going to sit there and take it. No moving.”
