Promise Me

by Hilary Wynne

  “You don’t have to be without me, baby. Ever again. I won’t leave you. I don’t work without you either and I’m so sorry we got so lost.”

  Julian responds by rolling me under him and covering my body with his. It feels so good to have the weight of him pressed against me. I spread my legs so he can settle in between them. Now that Julian has decided he wants to kiss me he doesn’t stop. His mouth is all over me; my mouth, my face, my neck, my chest, moving with a sense of greedy urgency. All of a sudden it’s like he can’t get enough of me, and while I’m truly just happy we’re together, I can’t help but be a little unnerved by this sense of desperation. My feelings intensify when Julian slides into me and starts thrusting hard. He almost always takes care of me first and he always makes sure I’m ready for him.

  I look up at him and I know in a second we’re not off this roller coaster quite yet. I thought he was back, but he’s still not the Julian from before. His touch isn’t rough in a threatening way, but rather in a very possessive “you are mine” way. I think I get it. Julian is trying to get rid of the emptiness he just referred to, and is also trying to erase any memories he thinks I may have from being with Luke. It doesn’t even make sense because Julian and I had sex several times since I’d slept with Luke, but I guess because he didn’t know he was able to interact with me differently. This is the first time we’ve had sex like this since he found out, and I’d bet money he’s thinking about that right now. I bet he’s thinking about how it felt for me, how I responded, and how he compares. It’s back to what he was talking about earlier, about how he needed something from me Luke didn’t have.

  I open my mouth to say something to let him know how I’m feeling, but he crushes his lips against mine and silences me. This happens right before he pulls out and moves down my body, leaving a blazing trail of hot, wet kisses across my torso and along the inside of my legs. I gasp when his tongue slides into my moist, warm flesh because the pressure on my clit matches the intensity he was thrusting into me with moments ago. I go from analyzing what’s going on to not being able to think about anything except how amazing he’s making me feel. He’s devouring me and when I explode in his mouth, I’m relieved because I need him to stop. He doesn’t though, and it’s almost unbearable. I resort to pushing his head away. It doesn’t work.

  “Please stop. I can’t take it, Julian. It’s too much.”

  His response is to pull me in closer and tighter if it’s even possible. His tongue is darting in and out of my sex, licking and sucking and swirling. I roll my hips up and try to push him off, but he just won’t stop. I feel a series of mini tremors as my arousal builds. I’ve counted about six small orgasms now and I’m literally dripping and thrashing around as he continues his oral assault. I’m skirting the line between pleasure and pain and feel so out of control. When Julian slides one of his arms out from under me, I think this intense torture is almost over. I know I’m wrong when I feel the pressure of Julian’s fingertip pushing gently on my ass and when it slips inside me, I reach a new plane of sensory overload. Oh. My. God.

  I swear my body takes complete control of any conscious thoughts my mind wants to have and starts to do its own thing. My hips grind into his touch and with each push forward, his finger and tongue end up deeper inside of me. My legs are starting to shudder as waves of pleasure wash over me. I hear myself moaning and that only spurs him on.

  “I’m not going to cum again like this, Julian. Please stop. I can’t handle it.”

  He lifts his mouth off me for a second and in his sexy voice tells me I’m wrong. “You haven’t stopped coming. You taste so good and you’re so wet.” He flicks his tongue over my clit and resumes sliding his finger in and out of me. “This doesn’t feel good?”

  “It feels … I feel …” I cease to be able to formulate a sentence as the orgasm I just denied being able to have starts to swell. I feel it begin in my toes and enjoy every second of it as it rolls up my entire body. One of my hands is on Julian’s head holding him there while my other hand is clawing at his shoulder. I’m pushing my clit into him so he goes deeper as I cum, and I moan loudly as my climax erupts in a burst of fiery sexual heat.

  I release my grip on Julian’s head and shoulder as my orgasm subsides, and I try to relax as he withdraws his finger. I swing my still trembling legs over Julian as he pulls back, and roll onto my side. Without missing a beat, Julian grabs my hip and flips me over so I’m on my knees and he’s behind me. I feel the head of his hard shaft pushing against my swollen sex and moan loudly. My mind and body enter into conflict again about what I can handle and my body wins out. I push back into him and hear his deep moans as he plunges into me. He thrusts in and out of me slowly and deeply. He then reaches down, wraps his arm around my stomach, and pulls me upright. He has less control in this position than I do, so I start sliding myself up and down his length while he firmly caresses my breast with one hand and holds onto my hips with the other. I feel his fingers pressing into my flesh more tightly with each movement and I know he’s not going to be able to last much longer. I tighten my core and speed up my movements, urging his pleasure along. His lips are on my neck and his breathing is labored. It’s such a turn on to feel this in control after feeling that out of control just a little while ago. I feel my arousal on the inside of my legs and can’t believe I’m still this wet.

  “I feel everything, Julian.”

  “Mmm. Me too, baby. I feel your juices all over me. I feel your tight, warm sex gripping my cock. I feel your hard, beautiful nipples in my hand. Now I want to feel you cum again while I’m inside of you. I want to cum with you.”

  I feel his finger on my clit and groan loudly as he works his magic. I ride him harder as he touches me until we both give in to the feeling. We cum together and it’s like a fireworks show on the fourth of July: loud, hot, and bursting with heat and passion.

  After the last kick of his orgasm ebbs, he lifts me off of him and lies down next to me. I start to say something about make-up sex, but he puts his fingers on my mouth and shushes me. He doesn’t want to talk. We don’t really talk for the rest of the night. We don’t sleep much either as Julian can’t seem to get enough of me. It’s a night like no other and when we finally fall asleep, sometime not long before dawn, I feel like he’s finally banished whatever demons he was fighting.

  Chapter 22

  “Time to get up, mi amor. I brought you some coffee.”

  “How are you even smiling? And standing? How are you standing? My legs feel like jello and my head hurts. I don’t want to get up and you should join me and force me to stay in bed.” I reach up and try to pull him down. I get him close enough for him to give me a quick kiss on the forehead, but then he stands back up.

  “Oh, I’m tired. You wore me out last night too, and I’d like nothing more than to get back in this bed and stay with you in it all day, but that’s not possible. I have a few meetings, you have to work, and your dad is getting released today. So, Corazón, you need to get it together and get up.”

  I sit up at the mention of my dad. I grab my phone and look. There’s a text from my mom at around ten-thirty telling me she was home and my dad was doing great. It’s already seven and I figure she’ll be at the hospital, so I call her on her cell. She can’t talk for long because my dad is getting a few more tests done, but she confirms he’ll be home tonight. I let her know I’ll be over after work. I hang up with a smile on my face.

  “I take it by the smile on your face everything is okay with your dad?”

  I stand up and stretch. “Yep. He’s going home today. I’m going to go by after work. Want to join me?”

  “I’ll have to let you know. I need to see how the day goes. I don’t want you to get hung up because of my schedule.” A frown appears on Julian’s face when he really looks at me. “Are you okay, baby? You don’t look good right now.”

  “I’m okay. Just tired, sore, and hungry.”

  “Good, because I made you breakfast.” Julian takes
my hand and leads me out into the kitchen. I smell the pancakes before I see them. Yum.

  “Gracias! This is perfect.” I sit down and dig in. I look up when I hear Julian laughing. He’s standing on the other side of the island watching me, drinking a cup of coffee. “What?”

  “You’re inhaling your food. It’s cute.”

  “It’s not cute. It’s necessary. You wore me out. I’m famished.”

  “Are you complaining?”

  I finish chewing, put down my fork, and walk around the island to him. I put my hand over his heart. “No. I’m not complaining. I’m very happy right now despite the fact I can barely stand. I love you and I missed you.”

  Julian covers my hand with his. “I love you too. And I missed you too. And I’m happy too.”

  “Good. Now that we’ve covered that I need to finish these delicious pancakes and hop in the shower. Want to join me?”

  His smile widens. “As good as that offer is, no. I already showered and we need to get out of here. A shower might derail that.”

  “Oh, it was just a shower. I can’t take anymore of you right now, Bauer.”

  Julian laughs and playfully smacks my ass on his way toward his bedroom. “That’s too bad, Reed, because I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

  I finish my breakfast and find Julian dressed and ready to go to work. I wrap my arms around him and hold him close to me for a few moments. “Forever wouldn’t be long enough. I hope you know that.”

  The love in his eyes says he does know it, or believes it. Finally.

  My morning at work is boring and filled with paperwork and not much else. I will never understand why some days are so busy and others are so slow. All I know is I’m looking forward to seeing my dad later, and then getting back underneath Julian tonight. Or on top of him. Or in front of him. Damn. I can’t stop thinking about him. I want him to be thinking about me too.

  Alexa: Not sure how it’s possible, but I’m still horny. And wet. Thought you should know.

  Julian: I guess I didn’t take good enough care of you, mi amor. I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you tonight. Stay wet.

  Alexa: I didn’t say that. You took great care of me. I can’t stop thinking about it.

  Julian: Good. Don’t. I haven’t. My sexy Lexie. Mmm

  Alexa: TTYL. Love you.

  Julian: And I love you.

  Ahh! God, I love this man. Sexy Lexie? I’ve heard that before, but not from him. I like it. I’m putting my phone away when I hear another ping.

  Julian: The concert is this weekend.

  Alexa: I know. Can’t wait now.

  Julian: Now? Thought you were excited about it.

  Alexa: Only if I was going with you.

  Julian: It’ll be fun. I’ll show you :-)

  I smile when I read that text. He’s referencing the time we had sex in the bathroom in front of the mirror while Bruno Mars’ song Show Me played in the background. That was another amazingly hot encounter.

  Alexa: Please do :-)

  Julian: I really have to go now. I’m hard. And distracted. And busy.

  Alexa: Then stop texting me. Or don’t. I’m wet. You’re hard. #soundslikefun

  Julian: Oh, Lexie. You’re in trouble tonight. I really have to run. Stay wet sexy.

  Alexa: If I’m not you can make me wet. Just touch me. That’s all it takes. Go.

  Julian: Now I’m thinking about touching you.

  Alexa: Just now? I must be losing my touch! lol

  Julian: No te precocupes. Your touch is perfect. And I wish you were touching me right now.

  Alexa: Stay hard baby. I’ll touch you later. Go work. I’ll go touch myself.

  Julian: Fuck. Really?

  Alexa: Really. Unless you can slide me in… or slide in me… for a few minutes.

  Julian: I wish. I really have to go. Have a meeting in five and have to get rid of this raging hard on.

  Alexa: #sorrynotsorry you’re hard.

  Julian: #beready Alexa. #itson

  Alexa: lol. Go. Stop hash-tagging me and work. See you soon. Love you again.

  Julian: Love you always.

  I reread the texts before I put my phone down. I’m smiling ear to ear. I really am turned on, but more than that, I’m happy. That’s the man I fell in love with.

  When I get to my parents’ house later that night, I’m thrilled to find my dad sitting in his recliner in the living room watching Sportscenter. I give him a huge hug and ask him if he needs anything.

  “I’m all good, baby girl. Your mom is taking exceptional care of me as usual, and I’m just happy to be home. How are you? How are things with Julian? You know he came by to see me, right?”

  I don’t hide my smile. “I do know that. It was sweet. We’re good. Working on things, but good.”

  “You look happy.”

  “Right now I am. But you know me. That can change easily. I’m just taking it all one day at a time, Dad. I love him. I want to be with him.”

  “And he loves you and wants to be with you. Dads know these things. Be happy, Lex.”

  We don’t say much more on that subject after my mom walks in the room and sits down with us. Our conversation switches to the Dolphins, my nieces, a new pair of shoes my mom saw on someone at the hospital she thought I’d like, and how long my dad needs to stay in rest and recovery mode. It’s all normal. I need normal. All is right with the world when it’s all normal.

  I get a text from Julian just as I’m getting ready to head over to the condo.

  Julian: I’m going to be later than I thought. Bywater business. At dinner with a bunch of people nowhere near as sexy as you.

  I look at the time again. It’s already after nine. I contemplate just going to my house.

  Alexa: :-( I can just see you tomorrow.

  Julian: Or you can see me tonight when I get into bed with you. Naked.

  A girl can’t refuse an offer like that now can she?

  Alexa: Well, when you put it like that. See you later.

  Julian: Yes you will. All of me.

  The feeling of Julian’s lips on mine is the perfect way to wake up and as I open my eyes slowly, his beautiful face comes into focus.

  “Good morning, Corazón. It’s time to get up. I have to leave and wanted to talk to you before I did.”

  I sit straight up and feel anxious immediately. “What’s wrong?”

  Julian’s smile reassures me right away. “Nada. I have to head up to West Palm for some meetings and I have no idea when I’ll be done. I’ll need to go into the hotel when I do get back so it might be another late night.”

  He chuckles when he sees my frown. “It’s not funny. I feel like I just got you back and you’re so busy. It sucks. I want to be lazy and irresponsible and lie in bed all day and let you take good care of me.”

  “Mmm. That’s the absolute best idea I’ve heard in a very long time.” Julian puts his hand on my heart. “I’m here, baby. Don’t worry. We’re in negotiations for a property in West Palm and I have to be involved. The good news is Ruben will be back next week so I’ll be freer. Candace will go back to days and he’ll be on at night.”

  “And Kelsey?” I hope she’ll be out on her ass.

  I get a frown this time. “Kelsey will keep doing what she’s doing, which is a good job for me. Please don’t look for trouble where there isn’t any, Lexie.”

  I offer my best pout. “Fine. I’ll stay out of trouble.”

  “I do like some of your trouble, baby.”

  I lie back down and pull the sheets down a little in an attempt to get into some of that trouble. I watch Julian’s eyes flood with desire as he looks at my naked body up and down. When he reaches my face, I bite my lower lip and wink at him. His deep groan makes my core clench. He shakes his head and starts to unbuckle his slacks. I reach over to help him and slide my hand in after pulling down his zipper. He’s not wearing underwear so he’s immediately hot and hard in my hand. I already know I’m wet. “I know you don’t have a lot of tim
e. I’m ready. I’ve been ready since yesterday and I’ll take whatever I can get this morning … even if it’s just a little trouble.”

  I giggle when I say the word ‘little’. There isn’t anything about Julian that’s little. I feel him throbbing in my hand and it arouses me. I sit up and move toward him with a plan to get into a little trouble with my mouth.

  “Uh uh. I want to be in you. Turn over… now.”

  I have to admit, at least to myself, I’m turned on by his dominant side. There’s a fine line with me about what’s okay because of my past, but he doesn’t cross it, and it drives me crazy when I feel he has to have me. I do as he asks and get on my knees. I feel one hand on my hip as the other one reaches between my legs to see if I’m ready for him. “Mmm. You weren’t kidding. You’re so wet.”

  My response gets lodged in my throat as Julian slides into me. I can describe the next ten minutes in just a few words: hard, fast, deep, and fucking hot. Wow. It doesn’t take long for Julian to cum and after he does he pulls out, zips up his pants, and sits down on the bed next to me. I’m lying on my side now, trying to recover.

  He takes a deep breath. “Gracias. Maybe now I’ll be able to think about something other than fucking you all day. I owe you and I’ll return the favor soon. I promise.”

  “Happy to help. Now kiss me and go conquer the world. I’m going to get myself off thinking about how good you just fucked me.” I say the words and watch his expression fill with lust again. “Dios Mio. You’re killing me here.” He reaches down and puts his hand on his crotch. “I’m getting hard again.”

  This is fun. “I’m sorry. I’m just in that kind of mood. You know, the ‘I’m so horny because my boyfriend is incredibly hot, hung, and basically a rock star in bed’ kind of mood. It’s your own fault I want you so badly.”