by Hilary Wynne
Julian moves his hand down my ass until his fingers are between my legs.
“And here, Lexie? How would you feel about having me in you here?” I feel his fingertip pass south of where he’s in me and push down softly. I’m sure my sharp intake of breath shows my surprise.
I put my lips on his and whisper into his mouth, “That’s definitely unchartered territory, completely unchartered.”
None of the other men I’ve been with have ever shown interest in anal play and I’ve never encouraged it. The thought of trying new things with Julian excites me, but scares me as well. He’s huge, I’m inexperienced, and it would be something we’d need to work up to. I guess this is the conversation he was interested in having from the very beginning.
“Mmm. I’d love to be the first one to explore that with you.” His finger is still there, still touching me softly. He’s still in me too.
“Is that your fantasy? Is that what you enjoy?” I ask the questions and as I do, I think about him doing that with another woman. I try and push the thought out of my mind as quickly as it came in and focus on the fact that this man is in me right now, but it’s not easy. I want him to tell me he hasn’t done that with anyone else before, but he doesn’t.
“Sí, mi amor. I’ve fantasized about being in you like that. I enjoy every single thing about your body, baby. You know that. Your body was made for mine and I want to experience everything with you.”
I slide my tongue into his mouth and kiss him passionately. Before Julian, I never would’ve believed a physical connection like this could exist. It’s true. I do feel like my body was made for his. I want to experience everything with him too. I want to give him every bit of pleasure he gives me.
“Someday. We can try that someday.”
Julian kisses me back with the same intensity I brought. He’s pleased with my answer. He rolls me over so I’m on top of him, straddling him.
“I want you to come again. Do what you need to do. I’m yours.”
He does this so I can come. He knows it’s easier for me to orgasm when I’m on top. I move my hips in slow undulating motions and revel in the intense sensations rolling through my body as his dick rubs against my clit. Julian’s hands are on my breasts and he’s gently pinching my nipples. It feels so fucking good.
“I’m close, Julian. Are you? I want you to come with me.”
“I’m ready, Lexie. C’mon. Come for me.”
His words, his thrusts, and his fingers on my breasts work their magic, and as soon as I start to orgasm I feel Julian pumping into me. We hang on to each other and let both the physical and emotional feelings overtake our bodies. We come together in every sense of the word.
Later that night when we’re spooning and about to fall asleep for real, Julian whispers in my ear, “Thank you for being so open with me tonight. I know it’s not always easy for you. I just want to know you, inside and out. I want to make you happy.”
I snuggle back to him as close as possible. “You do, Julian. You do.”
Chapter Seven
When I wake up in the morning, I’m alone in the bed. Damn. I hate that Julian is always out before me. It’s already nine o’clock so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. He’s probably taken over the world by now. Ugh. After I use the bathroom, I get dressed in the clothes I wore last night and head out to find him. He isn’t anywhere in the condo. I make myself some coffee and see a note next to the coffee pot. I smile when I think about how he knew I’d be headed there first thing.
L - Had to go into the hotel to get some stuff done. Call me when you wake up.
PS You looked beautiful this morning, naked in my bed - J.
Beautiful? I look and feel like crap.
I grab my phone from my purse and see a bunch of texts from my friends. The first one is from Lauren.
Lauren: You left? Shit. Are you okay with this?
I’m assuming she means that she was hooking up with Danny.
Lauren: Text me back and tell me why I shouldn’t do this.
There are no more texts from her. I’m curious how that played out.
The next few texts are from Marissa. As I’m about to answer them, Marissa calls.
“Hey, Lexie. I’m glad you finally answered.” She sounds like crap. I’m sure she’s hung-over.
“Sorry. I just woke up. What’s up? Are you okay?”
“I’m good, hung-over, but good. I’m here with Shannon. I have no idea where Lauren is except that she texted she was with Danny. And Jenna is MIA too. She went home with Marco I guess. She hasn’t answered her phone. We have no way to get home unless we take a cab.”
“Okay. Let’s think about this.” My mind isn’t totally working yet. I walk back to the kitchen and pour myself some coffee. “Julian is at the hotel and he can give you a ride home. He needs to give me a ride home anyway. I don’t have anything with me. I have no idea where the other two are but I’m sure they’re fine. Let me get ahold of Julian and I’ll call you back.”
We hang up and I call Julian. He answers right away.
“Hey you, good morning.”
“Good morning.”
“How are you feeling this morning?”
“Cranky. When I went to sleep there was an incredibly hot, naked man lying next to me and when I woke up, he was gone.”
I hear him chuckle and I picture him smiling.
“I would’ve loved to lie in bed with you all day, baby, but I had to come in for a little while. I’ve been gone a few days.”
“I know. But one day we really are going to lie in bed, naked, all day.”
“Mmm, sounds good to me. Have you spoken to your friends yet? They haven’t checked out.”
“They haven’t left because they have no way to get home. Jenna is MIA somewhere with Marco. She drove last night. Lauren’s missing too. I assume she’s with Danny.”
“She is. I talked to Danny this morning. Tell them I can take them home. I should be done here in thirty minutes.”
“You need to take me home too.”
“I don’t think so. You’re mine this weekend.”
I giggle. “I have nothing to wear. So unless we’re going to be naked all weekend, I need to get clothes.”
“As tempting as that sounds, I have other plans for us. Tell your friends to come down in thirty minutes and we’ll come get you. I need to get the Jeep.”
“Okay, see you soon.”
I text the girls, and then try to get ahold of Lauren and Jenna. They both respond to me.
Alexa: Hello girls…
Lauren: Hey
Alexa: Where are you?
Lauren: Danny’s. He’s going to take me home. Talk to you later.
Alexa: You ok?
Lauren: :-)
Well I guess that answers that. Jenna chimes in a few minutes later.
Jenna: I’m at Marco’s. He’s bringing me to get my car. Sorry. You guys need a ride?
Alexa: No. Julian is taking us home. It’s all good. You ok?
Jenna: I’m great. TTYL
Well I guess I wasn’t the only one who had a good night. I don’t think any of us thought the night would play out this way when we left last night. I’m thrilled Julian came home early and it sounds like Lauren and Jenna had fun.
I walk downstairs when Julian texts me, and try not to attract anybody’s attention. I look like I was partying last night and I’m in the same clothes. I sneak out the back to the garage and find them all getting in the Jeep. We have to take the Jeep because the Jag only seats two. Marissa must have sat on Shannon’s lap on the way here. I take a look at Marissa and Shannon and laugh. They look like I feel.
“Nice, three girls doing the walk of shame with one guy.” Julian just shakes his head and mumbles under this breath. The ride home is quiet. Nobody seems in the mood to talk. When we get to my house, Julian follows me into my room and lies down on the bed.
“What do you want to do? I’m all yours today.”
I lie down next to him. �
��Just today? I thought you were all mine forever.” I’m not sure why I said those words, they just came out. Julian gets a serious look on his face.
“Forever sounds perfect to me, Lexie. Let me know when you’re ready for that, okay?”
I have to take a deep breath. He just got so intense. I was kidding. “Let’s go to the beach. Just us. I want to lie on the beach and read or take a nap. We can pack a cooler and spend the day there. Just us.” I emphasize the just us part again because I want to spend time alone with him, time where we aren’t working, fixing our plans around anyone else, or dealing with the drama of our pasts.
Julian enthusiastically agrees and lets me know he has a bathing suit in the gym bag in his car, so we don’t need to go back to the condo. After I take a quick shower, I change into a navy blue and white striped bikini with yellow ties on the hips and around the neck. I throw on a white cover-up, navy wedged, Sanuk flip-flops and a straw fedora with a thick blue band. I come out and see that Julian has changed into a pair of white, Hurley board shorts with thick gray horizontal stripes. He has on a plain white t-shirt, Reef flip-flops, and a white baseball hat with a UM logo on it.
“You look pretty hot there Mr. Bauer. Lose the Cane’s hat and you’d be a keeper.”
I love to tease him about the fact I’m a huge Seminole fan and he’s a UM alumni. I figure he has more right than most to wear that hat seeing as he played baseball there, but they’re my favorite sports’ team to hate.
“Don’t be a hater because you didn’t go to the real Florida school, Ms. Reed.”
I do a little tomahawk chop in his face and he responds by slapping my ass. All of the flirty feelings of last night are still in the air and I’m enjoying every minute of it. I throw sunscreen, towels, a blanket, water bottles, a few magazines, and a book I’m in the middle of, into a beach tote. As I’m getting all the beach stuff together, I think about where I’m going to be sleeping for the next two nights. I assume Julian will want me to spend the nights with him, he always does, but I check anyway. “Should I bring something to wear to work tomorrow and Monday?”
Julian looks at me, smiles, and nods his head. I make a quick run into my closet, grab two dresses and two pairs of shoes and pick some jewelry. I get whatever else I think I’ll need and throw it all in another bag. I look down at the two large bags at my feet and laugh out loud. “It looks like I’m running away from home.”
As soon as the words are out my mouth, Julian twists my comment to fit his mission. “If you’d leave stuff at the condo, you wouldn’t look like a runaway.”
I glare at him playfully and change the subject. “The rest of the stuff, the chairs and umbrella, are in the garage.” Julian grabs both of my bags and follows me out of the door as I tell my roommates what my plans are.
I get two chairs and an umbrella out while Julian takes the top off the Jeep. I put the beach gear in the back and admire him for a few minutes. This Julian, the one in a bathing suit, backward baseball cap and Oakley sunglasses, is such a different looking man from the intense, serious man I usually see. He has a big smile on his face and looks like he doesn’t have a care in the world. I know we’re going to have a great day and I can’t help but smile too. I run back into the garage and grab a cooler. We stop off at a Publix, throw all kinds of different snacks and drinks into the cooler, and head to Crandon Beach in Key Biscayne. We have the top off the Jeep, the radio blaring, and a beautiful day on tap.
The day turns out even better than I thought it would. Julian and I find a spot on the crowded beach and totally blend into the crowds of people enjoying the summer day. We play in the water, listen to music, eat, enjoy each other’s company, and we laugh a lot. It almost feels like a first date in a way because we spend a lot of the day getting to know each other better by talking about good memories of our pasts and stories from when we were young. We even manage to talk about college without getting hung up on anything related to Luke or Alejandra. Julian does finally ask me what happened with her last night and I tell him the very unexciting details of our meeting. I can tell he’s glad nothing bad came out of the interaction, like me freaking out, and I clarify I’m not jealous of her. Even I can see what they had is in the past and if I know anything it’s that Julian does what he wants, and not to be crude, but who he wants as well, and if he wanted her he would be with her.
I’m able to show Julian the new, relatively non-jealous, Alexa again when he pulls out a copy of VIVA South Beach with a picture of him and Hotel Del Marco on the cover. The photography is beautiful and I’m shocked they were able to get this turned around so quickly. I grab it out of his hand and flip to the inside where a four-page article, along with more pictures, is placed. There are pictures of different parts of the hotel: the pool, Ursa’s, Orion, Stellar, the guest rooms, and there are a few more pictures of Julian.
There’s a way too large picture of Julian and Victoria standing next to one of the bars near the pool. The intention of the picture appears to make it look like he’s greeting a hotel guest, but the picture is all sexed up with her in a tiny bikini being surrounded by other girls in tiny bikinis. I know the whole thing is staged but when I think about those girls and that day, my newly confident side takes a back seat to my insecure side for a moment and I get a little cranky. Julian sees my expression and tries to get the magazine back from me.
“Uh uh. I’m keeping this. I might do a little editing with scissors when I get home. I don’t have any pictures of you. You look gorgeous here.” I flip back to the cover. Seriously, he looks like a model.
“You can keep it.” He’s laughing at my description about how I want to cut Victoria out of the pictures. “But, you’re right, we don’t have any pictures of us.”
I watch as he reaches into his backpack and takes out his phone. He sits up and pulls me up so I’m sitting in front of him, in between his bent legs. He wraps one hand around my waist, pulls me back toward him, and takes a picture of us. I take his phone from him when he’s done and look at the picture. My heart swells. It’s so cute; we look tanned and happy. I text the picture to myself so I can have it. As I hand Julian his phone, I see a picture of myself in his camera roll.
“Can I look at your pictures?” I ask first because I have no idea what’s on there and I don’t need any surprises.
Julian looks a little like the cat that swallowed the canary before he gives me his permission. “Go ahead.”
I start scrolling through several pictures and find three of me. Three pictures I had no idea he had taken. There’s a picture from last night at Stellar, when I was dancing and laughing with my friends. There’s also one of me sitting on the terrace of his house from a few weeks ago. I’m sitting on one of the chairs, with my knees up and my arms wrapped around them. I’m looking out at the water and seem focused on something in the distance. I remember the day by what I was wearing and know I was thinking about how I wished I could feel that relaxed and at ease forever. The last picture is also from a few weeks ago and it’s of me sleeping. I’m lying half on my stomach, half on my side with one of my knees bent and one arm underneath the pillow. My hair is fanned across the pillow and my chest. One of my legs is peeking out from underneath a gray sheet and you can see the swell of my breast under my hair. It almost looks staged. I have such a look of peace on my face that it brings tears to my eyes. Peaceful nights aren’t common for me and this is a special picture for that reason. I look up at Julian and don’t even try to hide that I’m really touched. “I didn’t know you took these.”
“I know. It was never planned. I took the ones at the condo because I just found you so beautiful and so peaceful. The one from last night was because you looked gorgeous and you were having such a great time. You were smiling and dancing. It made me happy to see you like that and I wanted to remember it. I hope you’re not mad I’m taking pictures of you when you aren’t aware.”
I think about his words for a moment before I respond. “I’m not mad at all. I’m glad you took the
m. I needed to see them. I need to remember I do know how to be happy and peaceful and relaxed. You help me be all of those things and these pictures are proof. So is the one we just took. I know it may not seem like it, and I know some days aren’t great, but I am happy being with you.”
There’s no missing the love shining in his eyes when he hears my words. He leans over and kisses me softly on the lips. The kiss only lingers for a moment before he pulls away. I’m not surprised as it’s been happening all day. We’ve been acting like a new couple who are getting to know each other physically. We kiss and touch and flirt but nothing is intense like usual. Well, that’s not entirely true. We did have a few moments when Julian was rubbing sunscreen on my back and shoulders when I thought he might rip my bikini off. I felt the same when I was returning the favor but we toned it down and kept our interactions PG. I’m not sure what’s driving these relaxed interactions, especially coming off such a hot night of passion, but we seem to be on the same wavelength. Whatever the reasons are, they’re allowing us to have a very relaxing, low-key day.
As an added bonus, Julian’s phone is pretty quiet too, which allows him not to get caught up in work. We stay at the beach until around six. I suggest we go because at this point I’m a little sunburned and very hungry. We stop at a nearby seafood café and get fish tacos before we head back to the condo.
I see Julian keeps checking his phone and I’m sure he needs to check into work. I’m happy he gave me his undivided attention today but I know it’s hard for him to be out of touch like that. I hear Julian on the phone with Ruben catching up on the day and talking about what needs to be done for the rest of the weekend. So, after I put the towels out on the terrace to dry and unpack what’s left in the cooler, I get into the shower. I’m almost done and about to get out when the glass door opens behind me and Julian joins me.
He grabs the shower gel and starts to wash my already clean body, not that I mind. Oh. My. God. I’m not sure what’s more pleasurable: Julian firing on all cylinders or Julian teasing me with long, soapy strokes that touch me everywhere except my breasts and between my legs. He washes my back, taking care not to irritate my pink shoulders. He washes my feet and my calves. He runs his hands over my ass, on the inside of my thighs, and across my belly. It’s so sensuous and so erotic that I can’t help but moan softly. “Mmm, Julian. That feels so good.”
