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"It is. Training for marathon sex cardio is simple.” We both laugh. "But I think you're scared of something else, so just tell me."
She presses her forehead to my chest. "I am," she whispers. "I'm just scared."
I hug her, tucking her further into me. Doesn't she realize I'm her shield?
"If you need to talk to me, I'm here," I begin. "If you want to talk to someone else, then I'll find them. If you don't like the first therapist, I'll find another." I kiss the top of her head. Her shampoo scent fills my nostrils. That same scent lingers on her pillow. It makes a smile tug at my lips. "I'll keep doing what I need to do so your past isn't the main plot in your life, Poppy. Whatever it takes," I assure her.
"Thank you," she whispers, her arms wrapping around my torso. "All I've known is death. People leave me or run from me. My other brother left me. Harper has been my only constant, and I'm worried my secret pushed a wedge between us, too. I'm worried this will all be too much, even for you."
Gently, I tip her chin up so I can look directly into her eyes. "I'm not running, and as for Harper, I think she is just as scared of losing you as you are of her. Give her time to process."
Poppy looks long at me before she says, "I thought it was the woman who had the brains in a relationship, not the man." She jokes.
There's that smile that I love.
"You're supposed to just to grunt and nod when I babble."
I grab her hips. "I'll grunt for you, Pumpkin," I reply, and then I kiss her again; my cock is hard and aching to be inside of her. I never want to stop, even though I know we have to.
"We have to get to work," she smiles over my lips.
"I forgot to tell you," I say with a playful grin, my fingers finding the zipper on her dress, "the boss called and said he was going to be twenty minutes late." With a smooth motion, I start to peel her dress off, the fabric slipping easily from her skin.
As the dress pools at her feet, I can't help but admire the way the morning light dances across her silhouette, casting shadows and highlights that accentuate every curve and contour. She's so sexy, but she still doesn't realize it.
I'll make her see how beautiful she is.
Reaching out, I unclip her bra; her breasts fall free, and her nipples, fuck, I love how hard they are for me. I can't help it as I bend down and suck one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as my hands slip down the curve of her hips until I inch them under her lace panties.
All that matters is the softness of her skin beneath my touch, the warmth of her breath against my skin, and the unspoken promise of what's to come.
"Julian," she warns me. My Pumpkin is a stickler for time, but today, I'll show her sometimes it's worth being late. The lust in her eyes is my green light.
“Part of cardio training requires spur-of-the-moment fucks, Pumpkin. Did I forget to tell you that?”
She nods, her eyes widen, and then she licks her glossy lips, and I'm done for. I dream about her lips on me.
It takes me one second to get my belt undone and pants off. I spin her, lifting her hips as I guide her back onto my bed. I pause, wishing I could take a picture of her here, but that won't be necessary because I'll have her in my bed every single day.
Her hands reach up with haste as she hurries to undo the buttons on my shirt, which she had done only moments ago.
I position myself at her entrance; I'm met with her hot, wet core. I close my eyes, loving how her body reacts to mine, and I'm not even inside of her yet. I pull back and then slowly push every inch of myself inside of her. Her eyes widen, her lips part, and her nails dig into my flesh.
"Julian," She moans, "You feel so..." She can't find the words, and I haven't even begun to move yet.
"Tell me, Pumpkin. Tell me how it feels." I purr as I pull out, then slowly enter her again.
Her head lulls to the side,“When you move slow, it’s… so good, so full. I feel you everywhere.” She arches her hips up.
“And how does it feel when I move fast?" I tease her, bucking my hips, pulling in and out in three fast movements. I feel her core squeeze my cock, and I almost lose it.
"I," When she tries to speak again, I slip my hand between us and begin to circle her clit.
"Julian!" She shouts, "Don't stop,"
I add more pressure but keep my pace slow, relishing the feeling of every inch of her body squeezing mine.
"Oh god...I'm going to..."
