Addicted (The Addicted Series, #1)(117)

"I don't care whose office I go to if it's because of how you make me feel," I teased back, resting my hand on his hip. He was wearing a light pair of sweat shorts, and I could feel the hard knob of his hip bone under my fingers. Julian still hadn't recovered from almost killing himself on the beach in Miami, and was easily ten pounds lighter still than when I first saw him deliciously naked. It wasn't that he was less handsome, just a bit smaller. Julian had gone from a super-ripped and muscular two hundred and fifteen pounds to a very lean one hundred and ninety-five, and was now at just over two hundred. Still, I missed some of the raw animal power he had before, and wanted it back as soon as he could. "So how about we tear the roof off if we want?"

Julian's smile was the only answer I needed, and his mouth powerfully claimed me, kissing and sucking on the tender, wonderful points of my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair, encouraging him as he licked at the special spot just under the point of my jaw on the right side that drives me into utter incoherence. Within minutes I was writhing and mewling underneath him. Had I thought he was any less powerful than before, just because he couldn't lift as heavy a barbell? Boy, was I wrong. Pinning my body to the bed easily, he ravished his way down my chest to seize my left nipple between his lips, sucking powerfully until I was ready to scream, it felt so damn good. "Fuck!" I cried softly. "Don't stop!"

"I won't," Julian whispered in between kisses as he made his way across my chest to the other side, treating my right breast to the same amazing feeling as the other side. At the same time, his hands were busy, first tossing the blanket off of us and then pushing my shorts down until I could pull my legs out. I wrapped them around him, using my feet to push his shorts down to his knees. Julian lifted his head from my nipple to look down and smile. "Wow, you are in a good mood tonight, aren't you?"

"I should be. I have a new home, a new job, and a great man with me who loves me. What more do I need?"

"How about marrying me?" Julian said, his blue eyes looking intently into mine.

I felt my heart stop in my chest as I searched his face for any sign of deception, but there was none. "You mean it?"

"You've been the greatest thing in my life. You took me from self-destructive darkness into light. You gave me joy, and showed me that love still exists in this world. I can't imagine having to live without you by my side. So yes, Krystal Aksoy, will you marry me?"

I nodded, tears forming and spilling down my cheeks as I smiled. "Yes Julian Castelbon, I will marry you. But before that, you have to do something?"

"What's that?" he asked nervously.

"Make love to me."

I could feel his cock rubbing against my thigh, and I wanted him inside me, but first I wanted to give him something special. Lifting my leg, I used a jiu-jitsu sweep to quickly turn Julian onto his back, giggling as he gawked up at me, although he clearly just moved with me instead of making me move all of his weight. "What was that?"

"That was called a scissor sweep," I taunted him. "Too bad we can't do any real scissoring. But I do have something we can do," I continued, climbing off of him only to swing my leg over his head and face his cock. I could feel the warm tickle of his breath on my *, and in front of me was the beautiful sight of his cock in front of me. I licked my lips, and grasped his warm, silken shaft. "I wonder who can make the other come first?"

Not that I complained, but Julian cheated, licking me first before I could even lower my lips to the head of his cock. Licking up and down his shaft, I trembled as Julian mirrored me, finding the deep folds of my * and stroking them with his tongue. The salty musk of his skin added to the heady sensation, and I quickly lapped around his head, teasing the underside on the bumpy little patch of skin where his circumcision scar left the only mar to his perfection. Thankfully it was also a very sensitive spot on Julian, and I could hear him grunt. Grinning, I opened my mouth wide and let his head slip between my lips, working myself up and down his shaft while he continued to lick my *.

I could feel him almost toying with me, and I knew what he wanted. I'd taken pride in my ability to pleasure him with my mouth, but I'd never attempted the one thing Julian's cock intimidated me, mocked me with. I let go of my fear and lowered my lips further and further, until the head of his cock brushed the back of my throat. I felt Julian pause as I dragged up and off swirling my tongue over the tip of his cock before easing my way back down.

What Julian didn't know was that I had a secret. Long ago, I'd learned to suppress my gag reflex, not on account of sex, even though it has plenty of advantages there, but in cooking. Choking down ingredients that make you want to gag is one of the things that I'd picked up to push my skills in the kitchen. From there it was easy to expand it to oral sex. I called on this secret now, sucking Julian deep, to the point I was before. I paused there, letting him think that was all I could do before swallowing him deeply. Julian's groan rumbled through his chest and out his mouth, a sound that told me that he'd never, ever had this happen to him before. Despite the constriction, I kept sucking until he was all the way in, letting my throat massage him momentarily before pulling off. "Hah!" I gasped as I came up for a bit of air. "How was that?"

Julian couldn't even reply, but instead flickered his tongue over my clit, driving bolts of electric pleasure through my body. I was glad he wasn't letting me go so easily, and I sucked him back in, bobbing my head up and down in long, deep strokes, letting him in over and over until I could feel the precum, sweet and slippery, slide over my tongue and down my throat. It was delicious, and I was hungry for more. Julian's nimble tongue created an erotic circuit between us, circling from my mouth to his cock, up his body to his tongue, where it coursed through my clit and up my body again. It built with every cycle, until I couldn't think any longer. I entered a state of animal eroticism that I'd never felt before, each lick and suck from my mouth mirrored by his, each explosion in my clit repeated on his cock. I felt my body tighten, dual explosions forming in both of our bodies until, with a muffled cry, my orgasm crashed over me.