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JULIEN

It pained me to stand there watching as she pleasured herself, tormenting me and turning me on each time her finger slid in and out of her. And then, just like that everything went dark, she brought her finger to her mouth, licking her own juices and I lost all control. I couldn’t wait, and couldn’t just stand there and not take her as mine. I needed to be inside of her, needed to feel that beautiful mound of hers clench around my shaft as I pounded all of her troubles away; and all our of troubles away.

I grabbed her
by the ass, flipping her over and then kissed her, hard! Our tongues dancing in unison as my hands travelled down her sexy body, finding the small neat landing-strip sized patch of hair, my fingers parting her dripping folds, and caressing her with gusto. She felt so wonderful.

Breaking the kiss, I pulled her to the edge of the bed, kneeling before her sweet smelling
sex, and inhaled deeply to take her all in. I took her into my mouth strong and demanding, claiming it for myself as she gaspeds and panted, her hands running through my hair. Her face was priceless as my tongue entered her warm place; she thrashed and thrust her hips, developing a rhythm of her own as my fingers took the place of my tongue. Returning my mouth to her swollen nub, I pounded her with my fingers, watching her face as she bit her lip to keep from screaming.
Yes, Mon amour. Let it all out!

“Yes! Julien… Oh my God yes!”

Her moans grew frantic, signaling me that she was near her release but just before her sex began to pulsate against my fingers inside of her, I pulled away, standing to my feet.

She whimpered. “Why… why’d you stop?” she asked between breaths
, her eyebrows frowning in the most adorable way.

“
Mon amour
, I have thought of this moment since our last time together. I want you to come with me inside of you,” I roared as I slowly climbed her beautiful soft body, my eyes never leaving hers. My mind desperately wanted to separate sex from any feelings that I may have had for her but it was useless. I couldn’t deny that she made me feel things that I had never felt before. She tortured me in the most agonizing way and yet thrilled me just the same; shattering the man I had been my entire life and exposing something deep within me. It scared me, I could admit that… well not to her but I at least I could admit it to myself now. The thought of being with her and the thought of her walking away all summoned the same fear…
What am I going to do with you Mon amour?

She gave me a small
, wicked smile and shifted so that she was comfortable, “As you wish Julien. Do with me whatever you want.”

There laid my little vixen, completely wonton and primed just for me. I needed to have her, needed to feel her again. The way her body responded to me
was all I could think about after she left me, and though I couldn’t explain it, being with her again felt like it completed me in a way. She was like a drug that I couldn’t get enough of.

I entered her in one powerful thrust, filling her completely
. She screamed in pleasure, gathering fists full of sheets into her hands. Every care or fear fled my mind, and I felt nothing but her warm, slick, dripping mound welcoming me home. I wanted to savor this feeling.
Ahhh, my Emily.

I didn’t want to rush this; I wanted it to last as long as possible. The thoughts of Emily leaving me the other morning still lingered in my mind
even as I assaulted her sex. If she would decide to leave again, or rather have me leave since this was, in fact, her home, I wanted to imprint this moment into our minds, knowing that no matter what, her body would always remember me.

She quivered under me as I picked up speed, her breast
s jiggling from the pounding of our pelvises. Her fingers now clawing at my shoulders as I hovered over her, a mere two inches from her face. “Oh Julien… Julien… I love the way you feel inside of me,” she screamed between moans, as she dug her nails into my sweaty flesh.

She squealed when I grabbed her arm
s and pinned them above her head. “You love having me buried deep inside of you my Emily? Tell me you love it” I whispered against her cheek softly yet in a commanding tone, all the while pounding her cervix, bringing her near her end.

“I… love it… Julien…” she whispered back, panting
and moaning with each thrust. Her eyes closed shut; and her brows frowned as she bit down on her lip with force. She was gorgeous.

The throbbing against my cock signaled me
that she was near her climax and simultaneously trigged my own climax. She arched her back and rocked her hips against mine.

“Yes… yes… o
h my God, yes!” she screamed as the waves crashed between us. Her hands were clutching onto the silk sheets, and our eyes were connected as our bodies ascended high above.

“
Je t'adore mon Emily
. I adore you my Emily.”

“
Right back at ya,” she moaned as she descended down, her breath slowing along with mine.

Chapter Seven

“Be thankful for what you have; you'll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don't have, you will never, ever have enough”

~ Oprah Winfrey ~

EMILY

Julien was
confusing to me. One minute he was like an animal, taking me hard and strong making me bite my lip to keep from screaming his name and then the next it was as if he was making love to me, looking deep into my eyes as we reached our peak. It was unsettling because I wasn’t sure if I wanted to
make love
. Why couldn’t this be just sex, just two people giving each other what they needed at the time?
You know you’re full of it Em. You know damn well you want that man. Stop fighting it.

Was I ready to forgive him about not telling me about his wife
, and for sending her to tell me instead of doing it himself?
Duh Em, he couldn’t tell you because you wouldn’t let the man speak…

It didn’t help that I couldn’t get Adam out of my head. He seemed like a completely different person, the man I had hoped he would be while we were together. And now, a year later
, just as I had finally moved on, he stalks his way back into my head, and into my life.

Julien’s
arms were still wrapped around my waist, his morning erection semi hard against my ass. I wasn’t sure if I should start getting ready for work and hope that he would take the hint and leave or should I just stay where I was and let whatever it was that was happening between Julien and I go on. His face was nestled against my neck, tickling me with his warm breath, sending a wave of heat between my legs.
Whoa there Em, he’s asleep for goodness sakes. Get it together girl!

The sun had just come up and I knew it was too early to start getting ready for work so instead I turned and faced him, watching him sleep peacefully. I had never seen a
sexier man. Everything about him screamed sex! The fact that he was in my bed was exciting, I’ll admit. Never in a million years would I have thought a man like Julien freaking Belmont would grace my Ikea queen sized bed, but here he was at my house, asleep in my bed.

“Admiring me again I see…”

I was smiling from ear to ear at the thought of the morning after our first encounter, pleased that he remembered my staring at him like a cat in heat. “You wish buddy,” I said giggling, shimmying closer to him.

“Ah, there’s my feisty Emily,” he teased, pulling me
deeper into his strong arms.

My leg brushed against his thigh and I was greeted with a soldier, high and standing at attention.
Ignore it Em, you’ve got bigger fish to fry
, I told myself.

I titled my head up in
an attempt to see his face, but the look I found on it took me by surprise. He looked… sad…

“Hey, you ok?” I asked as I b
rought my hand to his face, stroking it gently with my thumb. Given that his friend looked ready for attention, it completely caught me off guard to see him look so pained.
What could have him so upset?

“What are we doing Emily? Do you want this?” he asked, as he slid himself away from me, sitting up on the edge
of the bed, his back facing me with his hand now cradling his face.

I wasn’t sure what I wanted. On one hand I did want to try and see where this
thing
with Julien would lead us and on the other hand, this was freaking Julien Belmont! It was the same Julien who was technically married and had creepy reporters following him around; the same Julien that seemed too good to be true.
This was confusing!

“I don’t know Julien… Between Charlette telling me about your arrangement…”

“Charlette did what?” he interjected as he stood to his feet, obviously confused.

Was I not supposed to say anything? I played back the conversation in my head and realized she hadn’t mentioned him sending her to clear things up. The fact that she took it upon herself
to do so, indicated that not only was she stunning, she was caring as well, and that made me roll my eyes.

“She tracked down my address which
by the way, is kind of super creepy and told me everything. I guess she was trying to help,” I elaborated, annoyed at the woman’s generosity.

He let out a long sigh and sat back down o
n the bed, this time facing me with sorrow in his eyes. He cupped my face, gently caressing my cheek with his thumb. “It wasn’t her place to do that. I should have told you from the beginning but honestly I forgot. My marriage to her has just been such an afterthought that it didn’t occur to me to say anything. I’m so sorry I hurt you,” he confessed.

I knew he meant it. His sincerity was evident in his eyes.

After a long paused, he continued, “Who was that man yesterday?”

I knew it was coming. It was only fair tha
t I tell him about Adam after Julien caught me crying over the man. “He’s my ex,” I confessed.

“He wanted me to take him back… we broke up a year ago,” I c
ontinued. I looked away from him, knowing the question that must have been burning in his brain.
Do I want to be with him?

I didn’t have an answer. A few days ago the answer would have been crystal clear; a resounding hell no! But, now I wasn’t
so sure. He seemed so sincere and broken, which made me wonder if I was wrong in breaking up with him without fully allowing him to explain.
Crap, there seem to be a pattern here Em, work on that!

What
was there to explain? Adam had cheated on me, with my co-workers. Diana told me everything that I’d needed to know, didn’t she? What else could he have to tell me? And what was with him saying that there was more to the story? I had to admit that a part of me wanted to know but there was also a small voice in my head that wanted to leave well enough alone. I had suffered enough with Adam and now I was with Julien.
But was I really
with
Julien?

A
loud knock came to the door just as he opened his mouth to say something and I couldn’t have been more grateful for the distraction.

“Hold on a sec?” I said as I grabbed my robe and t
hrow it on. “I’ll be right back.”

Julien nodded his consent but it didn’t reach his eyes
. He was obviously disappointed, and though I knew he deserved to know everything, I needed more time.

There were only two people in the world that would dare
to come by at this normally ungodly hour.
Diana and Suzie!