Chapter 69 Wedding Night

Chapter 69 Wedding Night
Julian stepped into the bathroom just as the sound of running water filled the space. Adeline had already turned on the tub faucet, letting it fill with warm water. She stood there in nothing but her panties, her back to him, hair still pinned up from the wedding, and the sight of her like that hit him harder than he expected.

She glanced over her shoulder at him, a small smirk playing on her lips. “Took you long enough.”

“I was enjoying the view,” he said, closing the door behind him. His shirt was already off, and he started unbuckling his belt without hesitation.

Adeline turned fully now, watching him as he pushed his pants down. Her eyes moved slowly over his chest, then his arms, then lower. She didn’t try to hide it, and when he was left in just his boxers, she raised an eyebrow.

“Those too?” she asked.

Julian chuckled and slid them off, stepping closer to her. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her legs slowly. She lifted one foot, then the other, until she was completely bare in front of him.

The tub was big enough for both of them, and steam rose as the water level climbed. Julian reached over and poured in some bath oil that smelled like vanilla and something sweet. The scent filled the room quickly.

“Get in,” he said softly.

Adeline stepped into the tub first, sinking down into the warm water with a long, satisfied groan. “Fuck, that feels good.”

Julian climbed in after her, sitting across from her at first. The water came up to their chests, and for a minute they just sat there, letting the heat soak into their tired bodies. Adeline leaned her head back against the edge of the tub and closed her eyes.

Then Julian moved. He shifted closer, water sloshing around them. “Turn around,” he said. “Let me wash you.”

Adeline opened one eye, looking at him suspiciously but also curiously. “You want to bathe me?”

“Yeah. Come here.”

She hesitated for half a second before turning so her back faced him. Julian pulled her gently until she was sitting between his legs, her back against his chest, and the contact made her breath catch a little. His skin was warm, and she could feel how hard he already was pressing against her lower back.

He grabbed a soft washcloth and soaked it in the water. Then he started at her shoulders, rubbing slow circles. The cloth glided over her skin, leaving trails of bubbles. Adeline sighed and let her head fall forward.

“That feels nice,” she murmured.

Julian smiled against her hair. He moved the cloth down her arms, then back up to her neck. His free hand followed, fingers tracing her collarbone, then lower. When he reached her breasts, he dropped the cloth and used his hands instead. He cupped them gently, thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened.

Adeline’s breath hitched. “Julian…”

“Just cleaning you properly,” he whispered, but his voice was low and rough.

He squeezed softly, rolling her nipples between his fingers. She arched her back a little, pushing into his touch. The water made everything slippery and smooth, and his hands moved lower, over her stomach, then her thighs. He spread her legs wider with his knees, opening her up under the water.

Adeline reached back and grabbed his thigh, nails digging in slightly. “You said you’d behave.”

“I am behaving,” he said, his lips brushing her ear. “This is me being good.”

His hand slid between her legs, fingers stroking her slowly, not pushing inside yet but just teasing. Adeline moaned softly, her hips moving against his hand. The warm water made every touch feel more intense.

She turned her head and kissed him over her shoulder. It started soft but quickly turned hungry. Julian’s tongue slipped into her mouth as his fingers kept moving in slow circles. She tasted like the champagne from earlier, sweet and a little sharp.

When they broke apart, Adeline was breathing harder. “My turn,” she said.

She shifted around until she was facing him, straddling his lap. Water splashed over the edge of the tub, and Julian leaned back, watching her with dark eyes. Adeline grabbed the washcloth and started on his chest, rubbing it over his muscles. She took her time, tracing every line of his abs.

“You’re too damn hot,” she muttered, almost annoyed.

Julian laughed quietly. “You’re one to talk.”

She dropped the cloth and used her hands instead, sliding them down his stomach until she wrapped her fingers around his cock. He was rock hard, thick, and heavy in her grip. Julian groaned, his head falling back against the tub.

“Fuck, Adeline.”

She stroked him slowly under the water, twisting her hand at the top. Her thumb brushed over the head, teasing the sensitive spot. Julian’s hips jerked up, chasing her touch. She leaned in and kissed his neck, sucking lightly on the skin there.

While she worked him with her hand, Julian’s hands weren’t idle. He grabbed her ass, squeezing hard before sliding one hand between her legs again. This time he pushed two fingers inside her, curling them just right, and Adeline gasped against his neck, her strokes faltering for a second.

They stayed like that for a while, touching each other, teasing, and breathing together. The bathroom filled with soft moans and the sound of water moving.

Adeline pulled back a little, looking at him. Her cheeks were flushed and lips swollen. “Kiss me.”

Julian didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her mouth to his. The kiss was deep and messy, tongues sliding and teeth nipping, and Adeline rocked her hips against his fingers while she kept stroking him.

He broke the kiss to suck on her neck, then lower to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, licking and biting gently. Adeline moaned louder, her hand moving faster on him.

“Julian… shit…”

He added a third finger, stretching her. His thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing in tight circles, and Adeline’s thighs started shaking. She was close already, the long day and all the tension making her body extra sensitive.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered.

He didn’t. He kept sucking on her breast while his fingers worked her faster. Adeline came with a sharp cry, her body tightening around his fingers. She stroked him through it, and Julian groaned against her skin.

When she came down, she rested her forehead against his, breathing hard. “Your turn, baby.”

She moved off his lap and grabbed a bottle of shampoo. “Lean forward.”

Julian did, and she washed his hair, massaging his scalp with her fingers. It felt so good he almost purred. Then she did the same to herself quickly. After rinsing, she grabbed the body wash and poured some into her hands.

She started rubbing it all over his chest, his arms, and his back. Then lower. She stroked his cock again with soapy hands, making it slick and shiny, and Julian’s breathing got rough.

Adeline smiled mischievously. “You like that?”

“You know I do.”

She kept playing with him, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, edging him. Every time he got close, she slowed down, and Julian growled in frustration, grabbing her wrist.

“You’re evil.”

“Payback,” she said sweetly.

Eventually she let him rinse off. Then Julian pulled her close again, kissing her deeply. His hands roamed everywhere, her breasts, her waist, and her ass. He lifted her a little so he could suck on her nipples again, harder this time.

Adeline moaned, threading her fingers through his wet hair. She reached down between them and lined him up with her entrance, but instead of sinking down, she just rubbed the head of his cock against her clit, teasing both of them.

“Adeline,” he warned, his voice strained.

She laughed softly. “What? I thought we were just bathing.”

Julian suddenly stood up, water cascading off them. He lifted her with him, her legs wrapping around his waist. He stepped out of the tub carefully, both of them dripping everywhere, and carried her to the bathroom counter.

He set her down on the cool marble and spread her legs wide. Then he dropped to his knees.

Adeline’s eyes widened. “Julian…”

He buried his face between her thighs without warning. His tongue licked up her center, tasting her, and Adeline cried out, her hand flying to his hair. He licked and sucked, focusing on her clit, then pushing his tongue inside her. The contrast between the warm water earlier and his hot mouth made her shake.

He ate her out like he was starving. Two fingers joined his tongue, pumping in and out while he sucked on her clit. Adeline’s moans echoed off the bathroom walls, and her thighs clamped around his head as another orgasm hit her hard.

Julian didn’t stop until she was pushing him away, oversensitive.

He stood up, his cock throbbing, and kissed her. She could taste herself on his tongue. Adeline wrapped her legs around him again, pulling him closer.

“Inside me,” she whispered against his mouth. “Now.”

Julian positioned himself and pushed in slowly. The stretch made both of them groan. He was thick, and she was tight from coming twice already. He buried himself to the hilt, then stayed there, letting her adjust.

“Fuck, you feel good,” he breathed.

Adeline dug her nails into his shoulders. “Fuck me.”

He started thrusting, deep and steady at first. The sound of wet skin slapping filled the room. He held her hips, angling her so he hit that spot inside her every time. Adeline’s head fell back, her mouth open in pleasure.

Julian leaned down and kissed her neck, then her breasts, never stopping his hips. He picked up speed, fucking her harder, and Adeline met every thrust, rolling her hips.

“Harder,” she demanded.

He gave it to her. One hand slipped between them to rub her clit, and Adeline came again with a loud moan, clenching around him. Julian followed right after, groaning her name as he spilled deep inside her.

They stayed like that for a minute, breathing hard, bodies pressed together. Julian kissed her softly now, lazy and sweet. Then he pulled out gently and helped her down.

They got back into the tub to rinse off again, this time slower. Julian washed her hair carefully, massaging her scalp, and Adeline washed his back, tracing the muscles there. They kissed between touches, soft and lingering.

After a while, Julian pulled her against his chest again, arms wrapped around her. “Best wedding night I could’ve asked for,” he murmured.

Adeline laughed tiredly. “Don’t get sappy on me now.”

But she didn’t pull away. She stayed there, letting the warm water soothe them both, his hands gently stroking her arms. They stayed in the tub until the water started cooling. Julian helped her out, wrapping her in a big soft towel. He dried her off carefully, then himself, and Adeline watched him with a small, satisfied smile.

Back in the bedroom, they fell into bed together, naked and exhausted. Julian pulled her close, her head on his chest.

Adeline traced patterns on his skin with her finger. “We’re still getting a divorce eventually, right?”

Julian chuckled. “That’s the plan.”

She didn’t say anything else, but as she drifted off to sleep in his arms, she wondered, for just a second, if that plan still felt as solid as it had from the start.