Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

I could feel myself clenching around him, my arousal coating his fingers as he worked me higher, faster.

“You’re so wet,” he growled, his breath hot against my neck. So fucking tight. I love how you respond to me.

I moaned louder, my hands gripping his shoulders as the tension built to an unbearable peak.

His fingers thrust deeper, his palm grinding against my clit, and I shattered, my orgasm ripping through me with shuddering force. My walls pulsed around his fingers, and I cried out, my body trembling in his lap.

As I came down from the high, flushed and panting, Julian shifted me slightly, his hands moving to his belt. He unbuckled it quickly, freeing his hard length from his pants.

It sprang out, thick and throbbing, the head glistening with pre–cum. He positioned me over him, guiding his cock toward my entrance, rubbing the tip against my slick folds.

“Julian, wait,” I gasped, my voice shaky but firm. “I… I can’t. Not like that. My body’s not… I’m not feeling well right now. It hurts too much.”

He paused, his eyes narrowing for a moment, but then he nodded, a dark smile curving his lips. “Alright, then. We’ll do it another way. You’re going to make

me feel good with that pretty mouth of yours first.”

He guided me down, and I knelt between his legs as best I could in the confined space of the car. His hand tangled in my hair, gently but insistently pulling

me closer.

I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, tasting the salty pre–cum as I swirled my tongue over it. He groaned, his hips shifting slightly as I took him

deeper, my mouth stretching around his girth.

“Fuck, Elena,” he hissed, his fingers tightening in my hair. “Just like that. Suck me harder.”

I hollowed my cheeks, bobbing my head up and down, my tongue tracing the

along his shaft.

I used my hand to stroke the base where my mouth couldn’t reach, twisting gently as I sucked.

His breaths came in ragged gasps, his free hand gripping the seat as I worked him over, the wet sounds of my mouth filling the air.

After a few minutes, he pulled me up, his chest heaving. “Not done yet,” he murmured, his voice thick with need.

His hands moved to my back, deftly unhooking my bra through my dress.

He pushed the fabric down, exposing my breasts, the cool air making my nipples pebble instantly.

“Perfect,” he said, his eyes hungry as he looked at me. He positioned his cock between my breasts, pressing them together with his hands to create a tight

channel.

I held them in place as he began to thrust, the slickness from my mouth easing the friction.

His hips moved steadily, his cock sliding between my soft curves, the head bumping against my chin with each upward motion,

“God, you feel amazing,” he groaned, his thumbs teasing my nipples as he fucked my breasts.

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Chapter 32

The spucation was intimate, vulnerable, his pace quickening as heads of sweat formed on his brow.

I watched his face, the way his jaw clenched. his eyes locked on the sight of himself moving between my tits.

His thrusts grew more urgent, his breathing erratic. “I’m close,” he warned, his voice strained. With a final, deep groan, he came, hot spurts of his release painting my chest and neck.

He shuddered through it, his hands still cupping my breasts he rode out the waves of pleasure.

When he finally stilled, he pulled me back into his lap, cleaning me up gently with a handkerchief from his pocket. His hand moved to cup my face, thumb brushing my swollen lips.

And that’s when the question I’d been holding back all night finally broke free.

“You love her, don’t you?‘ My voice was barely a whisper. “Victoria. You love her.”

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