My Accidental Billionaire Husband (Katia and Julian) novel Chapter 343

I went to take a shower first. The hot water felt good on my skin after the long day. I stayed in there longer than I needed to, letting the steam fill the bathroom while my mind replayed everything that had happened at dinner Aiden’s question. Julian’s answer. The way he had looked at me across the table. I turned the water off, wrapped a towel around my body, and walked back into the bedroom.

Julian was already there. His eyes went straight to me the moment I stepped out. I saw the way his gaze moved down my body, stopping at the towel. His cock started to harden right there in his pants. The outline was impossible to miss.

I looked at the hardness pressing against his pants.

“Tell your dick never to have ideas,” I said. “I am not fucking you.’

Julian grabbed his cock through his pants and hit it once, hard. I watched him do it. He adjusted himself again, clearly uncomfortable.

“Don’t get ideas,” he said. “Apparently no fucking.” This man was impossible to fucking hate!

He disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on. A few minutes later he came back out with only a towel hanging low on his waist. Water still dripped down his chest. I was drying my hair when he walked back in. He started applying cream on his body, rubbing it slowly over his arms, his chest, down his abs. My eyes followed his hands. I looked at his abs, then lower at the deep V line disappearing under the towel. I gulped hard. My body reacted even though I did not want it to.

I turned away quickly and disappeared into the walk-in closet. I put on my nightgown, the silk one that felt cool against my skin. I went back to the bed and got under the covers. Julian went into the walk-in closet and came back wearing only his boxers. His cock was very hard. The outline was thick and obvious. My cheeks turned into a tomato. I looked away fast.

God, he was taunting me. I know it’s going to be being in the same room as this idiot.

He took some sheets and made the couch in the sitting area. He lay down without saying anything else. I turned off the light and tried to sleep.

The room was dark and quiet. I lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling. Sleep would not come. My body felt restless. I kept thinking about Julian’s hard cock in those boxers. About the way he had looked at me when I came out of the shower. About how much I still wanted him even after everything.

I must have dozed off at some point because I woke up to a sound. A low grunt. My eyes opened. The room was still dark but there was enough light from the city outside to see. Julian was standing at the end of the bed. His boxers were down around his thighs. His hand was wrapped around his thick cock. He was stroking it slowly, his eyes fixed on me.

I froze. I should have said something. I should have turned away. But I did not. I watched him. His hand moved up and down the long, thick shaft. His thumb rubbed over the head, spreading the precum that was leaking from the tip. He stroked faster. His breathing got heavier. Another grunt escaped his throat.

“Fuck, Katia,” he whispered, his voice rough. “Look at you lying there in that little nightgown. So fucking pretty. I can still taste your pussy on my tongue from the other night. So sweet. So wet for me.”

I stayed completely still, watching him. His hand moved faster. The veins on his cock were popping out. Drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth as he jerked himself off, his eyes locked on my body under the covers.

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“You have no idea how bad I want to bury my cock inside you right now,” he groaned, stroking harder. “I want to fuck you so deep. I want to fill you up again. Make you mine. Make you scream my name while I cum inside that tight pussy. You feel so good when you squeeze me like that.”

His hand flew up and down his cock. Precum dripped from the tip, making his strokes wet and noisy. His abs tightened. His balls were drawn up tight. Drool ran down his chin as he panted, completely lost in it.

“Katia… fuck… your pussy is so good. I want to eat it again. I want to lick you until you cum on my face and then fuck you until you can’t walk. I want to bend you over and pound that pretty pussy from behind. I want to hear you beg for my cock.”

He stroked even faster. His cock twitched hard in his hand. His hips jerked forward like he was fucking his own fist. Drool kept dripping from his open mouth as he jerked himself off desperately, staring at me the whole time.

“I’m so close, baby. I’m gonna cum for you. Watch me. Watch me cum thinking about your pussy. I’m gonna shoot so much for you, Katia. All for you.”

His hand was a blur now. The wet sounds filled the room. His mouth was open, drool dripping down as he jerked himself off, his eyes never leaving me.

“Fuck, Katia, I’m cumming. I’m cumming so hard for you. Take it, baby. Take my cum.”

Then he came.

His cock pulsed hard. Thick ropes of cum shot out, landing on the bed right in front of me. He kept stroking through it, groaning my name louder.

“Katia! Fuck, Katia! I’m cumming for you!”

More cum shot out, spilling over his hand and onto the sheets. His body shook with the force of it. He milked every drop, his hand slowing down but still moving as the last spurts came out. He groaned my name one last time, his voice hoarse.

“Julian Windsor, you fucking pervert!” I yelled, bolting up and running into the bathroom. I slammed the door behind me and locked it, my heart pounding hard in my chest.

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