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“Julian," My sex squeezes around his fingers, wanting more, even those that feel stretched.
"So tight," he mutters in a lustful haste, more to himself. He begins to work his fingers in and out of my body. I dare to look at him as he sits back on his haunches, grinding his fingers in and out, watching the movements with a focused intensity. The bulge in his pants is impossible to ignore, and I ache to release him from his constraints. His eyes follow mine, a silent promise of the passion to come."Tonight is about you, Pumpkin." He adds his thumb, now slowly beginning to circle my clit.
I’m shaking, literally; my mattress must think Texas is experiencing an earthquake right now.
"Julian," I thrash my head side to side as this powerful feeling builds within my body. "I'm going...I'm...I'm going to die." I moan as he adds more pressure and another finger.
"Relax, Pumpkin. I want you to have sweet dreams." He lowers himself, casting a shadow over his eyes, and then, well, I think I die momentarily. He glides his tongue through my pussy. My back arches, and my head thrashes to the side, burying my red cheeks in my pillow.
Then he closes his lips around my clit, and I’m done.
That was last night, and all I can think about, well, I’m at work, is what tonight will bring. Every night, he says, “Goodnight, Pumpkin. Sweet dreams.”
I don’t just have sweet dreams; I have the naughtiest dreams I’ve ever had.
***
Julian
I haven’t ventured down into the Bat-cave, as Kent refers to it, otherwise known as the engineering floor. Technically, our engineering team has three floors, but my older brother Theo remains on floor B3. It’s in the basement, three floors under, strategically planned that way. Through layers of concrete, our IT monitors all the signals going in and out, an extra layer of security since we design and build weapons that can take out an entire country.
I don’t avoid this floor because of the nature of the game. I know what my company makes, and I also know that if a country didn’t make weapons, it wouldn’t be a country for long. I want world peace as much as the next person, as much as the next mother who sends her son off to war. But I’ve seen war and witnessed pure evil. It’s not going away. There is always a madman who wants it all, and he will do everything to take it. That’s why we have to keep making weapons. It’s a security blanket.
I avoid this floor because of Theo. Something happened when he left boarding school and went to college. He changed. Fuck, we all did. But knowing what he did to Poppy still crosses a line. A line I want to erase.
I want to be honest with her, but I can’t just yet. I can’t tell her what Theo did because if I do, she will leave me. I can’t have that. The more I see her, the more it pains me not to see her.
The time I have known Poppy amounts to a blip on the radar when compared to my parent's marriage. I don't agree with how my father acted after my mother died. It felt like we lost both parents. However, I am starting to understand the avalanche of grief that caged my dad. If anything happened to Poppy, I would go feral.
Stepping onto the engineering floor, the place feels like a high-stakes tech fortress. Around me, guys are zeroed in on their work, eyes glued to screens hidden behind security filters.
In the midst of all this intense focus, there's an unexpected laid-back corner. A pool table and dart boards are set up where some team members unwind. The sound of pool balls clacking and the occasional whoop from a bullseye cuts through the usual hum of concentrated work. It's a good mix, but I doubt Theo ever takes a break. He's so driven and ruthless. He should have been CEO, but he'd never give up designing his toys for a boardroom.
I didn't want the CEO job, but the perks, mainly seeing Poppy daily, have been surprisingly worth it.
I spot Theo. He's easy to pick out, with his head bent in deep conversation over another guy's desk.
“I need to talk to you,” I say, getting straight to the point.
The perk of taking the job neither Theo nor Kent wanted is that they have to save face, which means they have to listen to me since I’m the CEO.
Finally, the middle child gets his payback.
I see Theo’s frustration. I admit that his conversation with this engineer looks important. Too bad.It’s disruptive to stop people's lives and reset their course, just like he did with Poppy.
Theo leads me into his office, which is clear glass, until he flips a switch, and it turns opaque.
“I’m really busy. I have a deadline which you set,” he states.
I look around his office, void of anything personal. The clear walls on the inside have drawings and notes all over them. He sees my eyes wandering over it, grabs a tablet, hits a button, and the drawings are erased.
“What do you need?” he growls. He’s still pissed at me for not heeding his warning and staying away from Poppy, then forcing him to out some of his secrets to our uncle.
That’s fine. He’s about to be more pissed off.
I slowly walk to the glass wall and poke it with my index finger. I’m smart, but this level of tech even makes me blink.
“You’re going to tell that puppet master controlling Poppy’s future that she and I are together. I’ll call him myself if I have to.”
