Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16

“Good girl. His fingers began to move, circling my clit in slow, deliberate strokes. “You’re so fucking wet for me. Your body knows who it belongs to.”

He added another finger, sliding inside me, and I gasped, clutching at his shoulders. “You feel that? That’s me. Only me.”

“Julian My voice broke as he curled his fingers, hitting that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes.

“Say my name again,” he demanded, his thumb pressing hard against my clit.

“Julian,” I moaned, my hips rocking against his hand. “Oh God, Julian-”

“That’s right.” His mouth moved to my other breast. “Come for me, baby. Show me who you belong to.”

The orgasm hit me like a freight train, pleasure crashing through me in waves. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders, my

whole body shaking.

Before I could catch my breath, he was dropping to his knees, yanking my jeans and panties down. “Step out,” he commanded, and I

obeyed, too dizzy to protest.

Then his mouth was on me, tongue sliding through my folds, and I nearly collapsed. My hands flew to his hair as he devoured me.

“Oh God–Julian–I can’t-”

“Yes, you can.” His voice was muffled. “You’re going to come on my tongue, Elena.”

His tongue found my clit, circling it in tight, fast strokes while his fingers slid back inside me. The dual sensation was

overwhelming.

“Has anyone ever eaten your pussy like this?” he growled.

“No, I gasped, my hips grinding against his face. “Never–only you-”

“Damn right. He sucked my clit into his mouth, his fingers curling inside me, and I shattered again, crying out his name.

He didn’t stop, just kept working me through the orgasm and beyond, until I was sobbing with pleasure, my legs shaking.

Finally, he pulled back, his face glistening. He stood, gathering me into his arms as my knees gave out.

“You’re mine,” he whispered against my hair. “Don’t you ever forget that.”

Julian scooped me up and carried me toward the grand staircase. My discarded clothes lay forgotten on the foyer floor as he

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climbed, taking the stairs with measured steps.

We reached the master suite on the third floor. He shouldered the bedroom door open and laid me on the bed, his arms still around

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For a moment, we just lay there, breathing hard, the air heavy with sex and something I couldn’t name.

My hand came up to cup his face, fingers trembling. This was the moment. If I was ever going to reach him, it had to be now.

“Julian,” I whispered, searching his eyes. “If I’m really yours… if my body belongs to you… then can you let her go? Can you stop

worrying about Victoria?”

His entire body went rigid.

“I mean it,” I continued, desperation creeping into my voice. “You say I’m yours. So why can’t you be mine too? Why can’t you

choose me?”

For a long moment, he just stared at me, something flickering in his eyes–doubt, maybe, or hesitation.

Then his expression hardened.

“Victoria has severe depression because of us,” he said, his voice flat. “She found out about our marriage, and she… she almost

didn’t survive it. Do you understand that?”

The words hit me like a slap.

“And let’s not forget,” he continued, pulling away, “you’re the one who started all of this. You drugged me on that yacht. You trapped me into this marriage. Victoria is suffering because of you.”

“No I reached for him, desperate. “Julian, that’s not what happened. I didn’t-

But he was already standing, already pulling away. “I don’t want to hear it, Elena.”

“Please,” I begged, sitting up, pulling the sheet around my naked body. “Please just listen. I didn’t drug you. I would never-

“Enough. His voice was ice. “I have to go.”

“Julian-

But he was already walking toward the door, buttoning his shirt with sharp, angry movements.

The door closed behind him with a soft click.

I sat there in the sudden silence, naked except for the sheet clutched to my chest, my body still humming from h

collapsed back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

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