Julian pinned me against the tree and growled that he needed to claim me before anyone else touched us tonight.
I laughed breathlessly. “Then do it. Right here. Talk while you take me.”
His hands shoved my robe open. “You smell like the garden and s*x already. Makes me crazy. Turn around.”
I did. He pushed in hard from behind. “f**k. So tight. You ready for me this rough?”
“Yes. Harder. Tell me why you need it like this.”
“Because the new singer kept staring at you,” he said, thrusting deep. “Wanted to remind everyone who you belong to. Including you.”
I pushed back to meet him. “I know who I belong to. You. Now f**k me like you mean it and keep talking.”
“Love how you squeeze me,” he groaned. “Every thrust. Going to fill you so full it leaks down your legs. Then walk back to the ci
