With a sulky look on my face, Julian leads me to the master bedroom downstairs, flipping a switch as we enter and illuminating the soft lighting around a black frame on the ceiling. The room is about the size of my apartment, only this bed is a king-size with a black and grey comforter that matches the grey, padded feature wall. I walk over, running my fingers against the comforter as I relish in the luxurious feel of the fabric.
As I try to process the fact I’ve never slept in something so lavish, my breathing hitches as I feel Julian’s lips on my neck. His hands circle my waist, holding me securely against his chest as his lips ascend my neck. Instinctively, I lean my neck to the side, giving him complete access to my shivering flesh as I hold his arms around me.
“You smell like heaven
