Chapter 56 Pleasure
The door clicked shut behind them, and the apartment fell quiet except for the low sound from the city outside the windows. Adeline didn’t bother to turn on the lights immediately since the lights from outside her place were more than enough. She dropped her keys on the small table by the door, her heart beating fast in her chest. Something had been building the whole ride back, and now it was right here, thick in the air between them.
Julian stood just inside the door, watching her. That small smile still played on his lips, the one that said he knew exactly what was happening. Before he could say anything, Adeline stepped forward, grabbed the front of his shirt with both hands, and pulled him down to her.
Their mouths crashed together as Adeline kissed him hard, her lips moving against his like she’d been holding this in for hours. Julian didn’t hesitate as he kissed her back just as fiercely, one hand sliding to the back of her neck, the other gripping her waist and pulling her flush against him. Their tongues met, hot and urgent, and a low sound rumbled from his chest.
She tasted like the salt from the beach air and something sweeter that was just her. He tasted like heat, and Adeline pushed up on her toes, pressing closer, her fingers tightening in his shirt until the fabric bunched. Julian’s hand moved down her back, his palm flat and warm, holding her there while their mouths fought for more.
They broke apart for air, breathing hard. Adeline’s eyes were dark, her lips already a little swollen. “I want you,” she whispered, her voice rough.
Julian’s grip on her waist tightened. “Yeah? Right now?”
She answered by kissing him again, deeper this time. Her hands slid under his shirt, palms running over the hard lines of his stomach and chest. His skin was warm, muscles tight under her touch. Julian groaned into her mouth and walked her backward until her back hit the wall near the couch. The move wasn’t rough, but it was firm, and it sent a thrill through her.
“Bedroom?” he asked between kisses, his lips brushing hers. “Which way?”
Adeline shook her head, lips brushing his as she spoke. “We don’t need the bedroom.” She kissed him again, quick and fierce.
Julian pulled back just enough to look at her, his eyes burning, and a slow grin spread across his face. “Whatever you want, beautiful.”
Adeline tugged his shirt up, and he helped her pull it off over his head, tossing it somewhere on the floor. Her hands explored his bare chest, nails lightly scratching down his skin. He hissed in a breath and kissed her harder, tongue sliding against hers while his hands worked on the buttons of her top. One by one they came undone, and he pushed the fabric off her shoulders, letting it fall.
Her bra followed quickly, and Julian’s mouth left hers to trail hot kisses down her neck, then lower. He cupped one breast, thumb brushing over her nipple until it hardened, and Adeline arched into him, a soft moan slipping out. His mouth closed over the other nipple, sucking gently at first, then harder, his tongue flicking. She gripped his shoulders, her head falling back against the wall.
“Julian…” Her voice came out shaky.
He switched sides, giving the same attention while his free hand slid down her stomach and popped the button on her jeans. The zipper went down easily, and he pushed the denim over her hips while she kicked them off along with her shoes. Now she stood there in just her panties, her skin flushed, and her chest rising and falling fast.
Julian stepped back for a second, his eyes raking over her like he couldn’t get enough. “God, you’re beautiful,” he said, his voice low.
Adeline chuckled under her breath and reached for his belt, her fingers working fast. She got it open, then the button and zipper on his pants. Her hand slipped inside, wrapping around his cock. He was already hard, thick, and hot in her palm. Julian groaned and thrust into her grip once.
“Careful,” he warned, but there was no real force behind it. “Keep doing that and this won’t last long.”
She stroked him slowly, thumb brushing over the head, feeling the wetness there. “I want you inside me,” she said, looking up at him.
Julian kissed her again, rough and deep, while he shoved his pants and boxers down. His cock sprang free, heavy against her stomach, and Adeline kept stroking him, loving the way he twitched in her hand.
He broke the kiss long enough to grab his wallet from his discarded pants. He pulled out a condom, holding it up between them, and Adeline took it from him, tore it open with her teeth, then looked at him. Her hands were steady as she rolled the condom down his length, slow and careful. She made sure it was on right, stroking him a few more times once it was seated and squeezing just enough to make his breath catch.
“Fuck, that feels good,” he muttered, his eyes half-closed.
Adeline smiled against his lips and kissed him again. She pushed him gently toward the couch, and Julian sat down, his legs spread, cock standing thick and ready. She climbed onto his lap, straddling him, her knees on either side of his thighs. Her panties were still on, but she didn’t care. She ground against him, the thin lace the only thing between them.
Julian’s hands gripped her ass, pulling her closer. He kissed her neck, sucking lightly, then harder, and Adeline rocked her hips, sliding her wet pussy along his covered cock. The friction made her whimper.
“Take them off,” he said against her skin.
She lifted up just enough to push her panties down and off one leg. Then she was back, bare and dripping, sliding along his length again. Julian groaned, one hand moving between them. His fingers found her clit and rubbed slow circles. She was soaked, her wetness coating his fingers instantly.
“So wet already,” he said, his voice rough. “All for me?”
Adeline nodded, biting her lip. “Yes. Please, Julian.”
He lined himself up, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance, and Adeline sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch. The stretch was perfect, tight and full, and she moaned loud, her head falling forward on his shoulder as she settled all the way down. He filled her completely, thick and hard inside her.
“Shit,” Julian breathed, hands gripping her hips. “You never fail to feel incredible.”
She started moving, rolling her hips in a slow rhythm at first. Up and down, grinding on him every time she came down. Julian thrust up to meet her, his hands guiding her. Their bodies slapped together softly, wet sounds mixing with their heavy breathing and moans.
Adeline picked up speed. She rode him harder, her breasts bouncing with every move, and Julian leaned forward and caught one nipple in his mouth, sucking while she fucked herself on his cock. The angle hit deep, rubbing that spot inside her that made her see stars.
“Fuck, yes,” she gasped. “Right there.”
Julian’s hand slipped between them again, his thumb pressing on her clit. He rubbed fast circles while she rode him, her hips snapping up harder. The couch creaked under them, and Adeline’s hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging in as pleasure built fast and hot.
He flipped them suddenly, laying her back on the couch without pulling out. Now he was on top, thrusting deep and steady. Adeline wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his back. He fucked her harder, each thrust pushing her into the cushions.
“Look at me,” he said.
She did. Their eyes locked as he drove into her, and the intensity in his gaze made her clench around him. Julian groaned and leaned down, kissing her messily, their tongues tangled while he pounded into her, his hips snapping fast.
Adeline moaned louder and more brokenly. “Julian…fuck… I’m going to…"
“Come for me,” he growled, thrusting deeper. “Let me feel it.”
The orgasm hit her hard, and her pussy clenched tight around his cock, pulsing over and over. She cried out, her back arching off the couch and toes curling. Julian kept fucking her through it, drawing it out, his thumb still working her clit until she was shaking.
He didn’t stop. He slowed just a little, letting her catch her breath, but kept moving inside her. Deep, grinding strokes that kept the pleasure rolling. Adeline’s hands roamed his back, feeling the muscles flex under her palms.
“You’re so tight when you come,” he whispered against her ear. “Feels so good.”
She kissed him again, needy. “Don’t stop. Fuck me harder.”
Julian did. He hooked one of her legs over his arm, opening her wider, and drove into her fast. The change in angle made her moan loud, and the couch moved a little on the floor with how hard he was fucking her. Adeline held on, her nails scratching down his back, loving every deep thrust.
He reached between them again, rubbing her clit, and another orgasm built quickly. She was sensitive, every touch electric. Julian’s breathing got ragged, his thrusts losing rhythm.
“I’m close,” he warned.
“Come for me, baby,” she gasped.
The words pushed him over, and Julian thrust deep one last time and came hard, groaning her name against her neck. His cock pulsed inside her, the condom catching everything, and Adeline came again right after, clenching around him while he finished.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard. Julian’s weight pressed her into the couch, but it felt good, safe, and warm. He kissed her neck softly, then her jaw, then her lips, slow and gentle now.
After a minute he pulled out carefully, tying off the condom and setting it aside, and Adeline lay there, her body buzzing and a small smile on her face. Julian stretched out beside her on the wide couch, pulling her against his chest. His arm was wrapped around her, his hand stroking her back.
“You okay?” he asked quietly.
“Better than okay,” she murmured, pressing a kiss to his chest. “That was… amazing.”
He chuckled softly, the sound rumbling under her ear. “I couldn’t agree more.”