I drag my eyes to the mirror to see him still dressed in his suit, on his knees in front of me, sucking on my s*x. His head bobs back and forth, and his eyes are closed, like he’s getting as much pleasure from this as I am. I feel like I’m having an out of body experience, hovering way above watching.
He’s a god.
All at once he seems to lose control and he lifts my leg higher to give himself better access. I whimper as I hold the back of his head, pressing him to me.
My mouth hangs open, desperate for oxygen as my breathing gets heavier, when Julian suddenly stands and kicks his shoes off. “Undress me,” he commands.
I take off his jacket, and then slowly unbutton his shirt. His chest is broad and he has a scattering of dark hair there.
My body begins to tingle.
I peel his shirt open
