“Don’t lie to me,” Julian murmured, his hand sliding up from the counter to cup the back of my neck, his thumb resting against my jaw. The heat of his skin sent a shiver straight down my spine, melting the last of my defenses. “I’ve watched you all night. You haven’t touched your food, and your hands have been trembling since the moment you sat down. The dinner is over. The con man is gone. Why are you still holding your breath?”
I swallowed hard, the sharp wave of nausea returning with a vengeance, hot and heavy in my throat.
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Mine To Protect
Julian’s POV
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The change in her hit me like a physical blow. One moment she was trying to hold herself together on the counter; the next her body was betraying her completely. I tightened my hold, my hand steady on the back of her neck while the other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into my chest so she could lean on me fully.
“Easy,” I murmured against her hair, my voice low and calm. “Breathe through it. I’m right here.”
She trembled against me, but she didn’t pull away. That small surrender meant everything. I kept one arm locked around her as I reached for the refrigerator, moving carefully while supporting her weight. Vegetables, fresh herbs, and good stock-I worked quickly, chopping and adding everything to the pot or the stove. The rich, soothing aroma of soup soon began to fill the kitchen, warm and grounding.
I kept her close the entire time, my hand rubbing slow, steady circles on her lower back. When the soup was ready, I ladled a generous bowl and turned back to her. In one smooth motion I lifted her onto the kitchen island, settling her on the cool marble and stepping between her thighs so I could stay close.
“Here,” I said softly, lifting a spoon to her lips. “Small sips.”
She parted her lips for me. I fed her patiently, spoonful by spoonful, watching color slowly return to her cheeks. Between bites I leaned in and kissed her gently at first, a brush of lips, then deeper, slower, pouring everything I felt into the connection. My free hand stayed on her thigh, thumb stroking soothing patterns, while my mouth explored hers. The heat between us built naturally, but I kept it contained, balancing the fire with care.
The soup disappeared gradually. When the bowl was empty, I set it aside and kissed her again, this time with more hunger. My hands slid up her sides, pulling her closer until her body was flush against mine. She responded, fingers curling into my shirt, a soft sound escaping her as the kiss turned charged and needy.
But I could still feel the lingering exhaustion in her frame. I broke the kiss, resting my forehead against hers for a long moment, breathing her in.
“Come on,” I whispered. “Let me take you to bed.”
I lifted her effortlessly, carrying her through the penthouse to the bedroom. The city lights glittered far below, but nothing else mattered. I laid her down gently on the wide bed and undressed her, then shed my own clothes before sliding in beside her. I pulled her against my chest, skin to skin, my arm banded possessively around her waist.
We lay like that for a while, the quiet wrapping around us like a blanket. My fingers traced lazy patterns along her spine, soothing, grounding. But Katia’s energy shifted. She turned in my arms, pushing me onto my back with surprising strength. Her eyes met mine, dark and full of need.
She straddled my hips, reaching down to wrap her fingers around my thick, heavy cock. It throbbed in her grip, already rock hard for her. She stroked the fat length slowly, then positioned the swollen head at her
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slick entrance and sank down hard, taking every thick inch in one relentless motion.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my hands flying to her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh.
Katia didn’t hold back. She rode me with fierce, desperate intensity, slamming herself down onto my bi cock again and again. Her tight, wet pussy gripped me like a vice, swallowing every fat inch as she fucked herself on me. Her breasts bounced heavily with each brutal drop of her hips, nipples tight and begging. The wet, filthy sounds of her cunt taking my thick shaft filled the room.
“That’s it,” I growled, thrusting up to meet her, driving deeper. “Take my cock. Ride it harder, baby.”
She moaned loudly, head falling back in pleasure as she ground her clit against me on every downstroke. Her nails raked down my chest, leaving red trails as she chased her release with wild abandon. Her inner walls fluttered and clenched around my throbbing length, pulling me closer to the
edge with every powerful stroke.
I sat up suddenly, wrapping one strong arm around her back to hold her flush against me while my other hand gripped her ass, helping her slam down even harder. Our mouths crashed together in a deep, messy kiss as I pounded up into her, matching her raw pace. The slap of skin and her muffled cries echoed around us.
Katia came first, crying out against my mouth as her pussy spasmed violently around my thick cock, milking me with powerful contractions. The sensation dragged me over right after her. I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her with thick, hot ropes of cum, groaning her name like a prayer.
We collapsed together, tangled and breathless, her body draped over mine. I held her close, stroking her hair and back as our heartbeats slowly synced, the intimacy settling deep in my bones.
Golden sunlight eventually began to filter through the heavy curtains, soft amber beams slipping across the bed and warming the sheets where they touched her bare shoulder. The light danced gently over her skin, turning strands of her hair into strands of gold.
I felt her slip from my arms. The mattress shifted, and she moved quickly toward the bathroom. The door clicked shut behind her.
Moments later came the sound of retching.
I was already moving, crossing the room in long strides. The toilet flushed. Then a shaky gasp, followed by the unmistakable sound of her losing balance.
I caught her just before she could hit the floor.
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