1Love Redesigned (Lakefront Billionaires, #1)(85)

His head drops back with a sigh.

Maybe Julian is onto something when he says he wants to take things slow. I want to catalog every single second of tonight and lock it away in my memory bank because, while I can’t have him forever, I can have the memory of us.

With shaky hands, he wraps my legs around his waist. My thighs tremble, and a shiver rolls through me as the tip of his cock slides over my clit before stopping.

He cups my cheek with one hand while fisting his cock with the other. “Are you sure about this?”

Am I sure I want to have sex with Julian? Absolutely. I fear I may combust if we don’t, and my pussy throbs in agreement. Am I certain about what will happen after we blur that final line between us? Nope, but I’ll be damned if I let my fear of uncertainty ruin tonight.

I place my hand over his, line his cock up, and push until his tip disappears inside me. “Does that answer your question?”

His eyes screw shut. “Dahlia.”

I’ve never heard him say my name like that before, and holy shit, I need him to do it again.

My legs tighten around his waist as I pull him in, driving him deeper. “Repeat that.”

His hands shoot out to clutch my hips. “Dahlia.”

Sparks fly down the base of my spine, but I’m not able to soak up the feeling before Julian slams into me hard enough to make me gasp.

He fights a tremor. “Shit.”

My chest rises and falls with each rapid breath as I take in the pure look of adoration on his face.

Stop overthinking everything.

The trance Julian has over me is broken as he pulls out.

Both of us tremble as he drives into me again. It doesn’t take him long to find the most perfect, tantalizing pace, and I’m desperate to make it last for as long as possible.

His fingers grip my hips as he fucks me like a man on the brink of madness, and I’m the only thing keeping him tethered to reality.

I’m desperate to find purchase as I cling to him. My heels dig into his ass as he switches his rhythm, pounding into me hard enough that I slide across the counter.

He finds the sensitive spot between my shoulder and my neck before he sucks on the skin.

“Hey.” I smack him away.

He shuts me up with another eye roll-inducing grind of his hips. His blunt nails scrape against my ass as he holds me in place, fucking me within an inch of my life.

Julian, with his dark, dilated eyes, acts like a man possessed by my pussy as he collects my wetness and teases my clit with it. “You like my cock?”

I fake gasp. “Did my dripping pussy give me away?”

“That mouth will get you in trouble one day.” He swipes my bottom lip.

“I hope so.” My tongue darts out to tease his finger.

His deep chuckle is the only warning I get before he pulls all the way back until only the tip remains. I get ready to protest, but I’m cut off when he pushes back into me with every ounce of strength he possesses.

I gasp for air.

It’s too much. From the sting of his cock stretching me to the pace he sets, I’m a goner.

I shatter around his cock with a loud cry. My vision turns dark as I lose touch with reality and free-fall headfirst into my orgasm.

“Hermosa,” he says as he tips my head back.

My stomach takes a dive into deep, dangerous waters. Julian swallows my moan with a kiss, pressing hard enough to bruise my lips.

He fucks me through my orgasm while whispering sweet praises into my ear.

“That’s my girl,” he says without breaking his rhythm. “Look at me.” He tugs on my hair until my eyes snap open.

“Mi preciosa,” he whispers against my ear before nipping at the curve.

My fuzzy brain fails to fully process the words fast enough as he comes with a groan.

His swift movements turn jerky before they halt altogether. I brush my fingers through his hair, fixing the strands while he comes down from his high.

Hermosa: Gorgeous.



Mi preciosa: Beautiful.



“Shit.” His forehead presses against mine.

“You liked it?” I’m not usually so demanding in circumstances like these, but Julian challenges me at everything, so I find myself desperate to gain some kind of control over him.

The thought makes me laugh at myself.

No one can control Julian—least of all me. If anything, I unleashed a devious part of him that he has kept locked away, and I can’t wait to do it again.

You’re playing a game you won’t win, the cautionary voice in my head calls out.

Then you better make sure Julian can’t win either.

He kisses the top of my head as he pulls out with a groan. “I’m afraid you might have ruined sex with any other woman for me.”

Best news ever.





CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX


Dahlia


“So, about my room…” Julian hesitates outside his bedroom door.

“What about it could possibly make you this nervous?” I reach for the knob, only to be blocked by his wide body as he steps in front of it.

He rubs the back of his neck. “Well...”

“Is it your bobblehead collection?”

His head shakes. “No. I got rid of that years ago.”

“Thank God, because they creeped me out.”