My Accidental Billionaire Husband (Katia and Julian) novel Chapter 334

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Pasta and Lobsters

Julian’s POV

I paced the length of Aman’s presidential suite, the floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the city that felt utterly alien to me tonight. My head was pounding, a dull throb that pulsed in time with my simmering resentment. I couldn’t believe it. I, Julian Windsor, the man who dictated the terms of every board meeting, every acquisition, and every social engagement in this city, had been treated like an inconvenient appliance.

I stopped by the bar, staring at the crystal decanter of scotch. I didn’t pour a glass. I didn’t want the burn of the alcohol; I wanted to be clear-headed enough to process the sheer audacity of what had happened. I wanted to stay sharp so I could sit with how pissed off I was. Katia had walked into this room like she owned it. She had come in, used my cock, made me eat her pussy, rode me until she came twice, and then left me with a hard dick and blue balls. She fucked me and walked out like it was nothing. The worst part was how much I still wanted her even after she did that to me.

Fuck!

Worse, I was standing in this quiet five-star hotel room with my cock still hard and my balls aching because my own wife had fucked me, come twice, and then left me hanging like a fucking idiot. A man in my position, a man with a wife, should not have to jerk off because she decided to play some power game with my dick. The whole thing was ridiculous. I leaned against the marble counter and let out a sharp, bitter laugh that bounced around the empty suite. Her balls were bigger than mine tonight. She did not just test boundaries – she burned the whole fucking thing down and walked away smiling.

I eventually gave up on pacing. I showered, letting the scalding water hit me, but it did nothing to calm me down. I got into the king-sized bed, but sleep was nowhere close. I lay there staring at the ceiling, my cock still half-hard and my body buzzing from how she had used me and then left. I am a man who takes what he wants, but tonight she took me, fucked me exactly how she wanted, and walked out like I was nothing.

The hours of the night felt like days. I stared at the dark skyline, replaying the look in her eyes-that cold, victorious stare. She was not just my wife anymore. She was a predator who had finally figured out she could destroy me if she wanted. The irony hit hard. I had spent a year trying to shape her and mold her into what I wanted, and now that version of her had turned around and bitten me in the dick. I used to think she was fragile, someone who needed my protection, someone who would always stay in my orbit. What a stupid fucking ego I had.

When the first light of dawn touched the curtains, I still had not slept. My mind kept spinning through every possible way to fix this, but none of them seemed to work against a woman who now held all the cards. I had been reckless. I had been complacent. And now I was paying for it in this expensive suite, alone with the memory of her pussy and the sting of her walking out on me with my cum still drying on my stomach.

The next morning, loud knocking on my door jolted me awake. I did not check the time, but the sunlight coming through the curtains told me the day was already moving on. I threw on a robe and opened the door. Zane stood there with a smirk that looked like he was enjoying this way too much. He took one look at my messy hair, the dark circles under my eyes, and the pissed off look on my face, and his grin got even bigger

“You look like a man who was left with a boner,” Zane said playfully, leaning against the doorframe.

I did not try to hide it. I did not give a fuck about playing the stoic executive this morning. “Because I was,” I said, my voice rough

Zane’s smile faltered for a second, surprise flashing in his eyes before he let out a short, sharp laugh. “What?”

I walked back into the room, leaving the door open for him “My wife walked in here looking like pure sex, sucked

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soul out through her pussy, rode my cock until she came twice, and then left me with a rock-hard dick and blue balls. She fucked me and walked out like it was nothing.”

Zane followed me in, shaking his head like he could not believe what he was hearing. “And by ‘used,’ you mean she came a couple of times and then left you hanging while you were still trying to cum?”

“Yes,” I growled, the heat rising in my chest as I remembered it. “She came in here, spread her legs, and told me her pussy does not eat pasta and lobsters. I told her I had not eaten all day, that I was starving, but she did not give a fuck. She made me eat her pussy until she came hard on my tongue, then rode my cock until she came again, and then climbed off and left me with a throbbing dick and no release.”

I held my hand up, thumb and forefinger pinched together with only a millimeter of space between them, the gesture a universal sign of how excruciatingly close I had been. “I was this fucking close.”

Zane burst out laughing hard, the sound filling the room and pissing me off even more. “I think you never really know who your wife is until she leaves you with blue balls.”

“I married a she-devil who will do anything to make me submit,” I said, pacing again as the frustration came back full force. “But two can play this game.”

Zane wiped a tear of laughter from his eye and stepped closer. “Aaaaaa, if I were you, I would let her do whatever the fuck she wants. Because if you do something stupid, you might end up going a very long time without any pussy. Be grateful she still comes to you when she wants husband duties.”

I stopped pacing and looked at him, my brow furrowed. “Who would have thought I would get to see Julian Windsor being toyed with?” Zane mused, his tone shifting from mockery to something more calculating.

I stared at him, my jaw tight. “You are enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Zane leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest, his expression smug. “I am enjoying it because I told you when you found out she was your wife to tell her, and you decided to play smart.”

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