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good.” I
put my arms around him, and he pulls a blanket off a side table and
wraps it around me.
I twist round to glance over my shoulder at the beeping
monitors. “Did you...get what you want?” I ask,
referring to the readings.
Julian waits for me to turn back to him. Pulling me
closer to him, he holds my chin and tilts my face up. “Yes.
And what I want, is this.” With these words, he crushes his
lips to mine. I blink repeatedly, the air whooshing out of my lungs.
I feel his lips kissing and caressing my lips tenderly, hungrily,
longingly, but I can't believe it. Is he...is he really kissing me?
Julian pulls back, feeling me tense and shiver in his arms.
I stare up at him, at his lips which are still wet from
my juices. “Did you just kiss me?” I mumble, confused
and delirious.
“ Yes, and I am going to kiss you again.”
“ B-but, but...your research...” I stammer.
“ The machine got everything, all our responses.
My breathing, your heart rate, our pulses, every change and reaction
in both our minds and bodies. It's all good. It is perfect.”
He smooths the hair from my face. “It's done.”
“ Done? So...are you saying that—” I
gulp. “That your work is done? And...I—I am no longer
needed?”
“ Not needed? Sophia, I need you,” he says
fiercely. “I need you and I want you,” he whispers.
The searing hunger and longing in his eyes both thrills
and terrifies me. “Julian,” I begin softly. “You
just gave me the most earth-shattering orgasm. I can hardly stand up
right now.”
He laughs, his face creasing with deep happiness and
amusement. I reach up to cup his handsome, happy face. This is
something I could get used to. Seeing his laugh, hearing him laugh,
feeling him laugh.
“ I'm glad to hear that,” he smirks and the
lust in his eyes deepen. There is an unspoken promise that this will
not be the last orgasm he will be giving me.
His expression becomes serious, and he grabs me. “I
will give you more and I will take you, Sophia,” he growls.
“But not tonight.” His voice softens. “Tonight I
just want you to sleep with me. Just sleep, and feel safe with me.
I just want to hold you and have you in my bed. And wake up with you
in my arms. Tonight, and every...” He stops himself, seeing
my eyes round.
Tenderly, he holds my face, running his thumbs over my
eyelids, my cheeks, my lips. “I have watched you and felt you,
Sophia. I can hear the buried fear and hurt in your words. You are
a lot like me. I don't know if that is a good thing or a bad thing.
You handle your emotions and your life in a manner that is
startlingly similar to how I handle mine. I've watched you swim your
cares away in the pool. You swim lap after lap, not stopping to rest
or catch your breath. You just want to exercise and exhaust your
body, to block out the world as you listen to the muted sounds
through the water. I've seen how your express and resist your urges,
and how scared you are to trust anyone. I know, Sophia. I know how
hard it is for you to put your trust and your body in my hands. I
have seen and feel you struggle. It tore my heart to pieces, but I
know I have to give you time. I don't want to press you. I want to
protect you. And...I wanted to protect myself. From the moment I
saw you and heard your voice and held you, I was attracted to you. I
can't explain it. It just hit me hard. And then I talked to you,
saw your fears and your tears, your smile and your strength, and I
just kept falling faster and harder. I'm still falling, Sophia. I
don't think I will ever stop falling for you.”
If Julian wasn't holding me tightly, I think my legs
would have given way right there and then. I lean into his embrace,
my mind reeling. He has just broken down all his walls and allowed
me into his heart. The magnitude of what he has just said, what he
has just done, hits me hard and I suddenly bury my face in his solid
chest, stifling a sob.
I'm still falling, Sophia.
I hadn't imagined
put my arms around him, and he pulls a blanket off a side table and
wraps it around me.
I twist round to glance over my shoulder at the beeping
monitors. “Did you...get what you want?” I ask,
referring to the readings.
Julian waits for me to turn back to him. Pulling me
closer to him, he holds my chin and tilts my face up. “Yes.
And what I want, is this.” With these words, he crushes his
lips to mine. I blink repeatedly, the air whooshing out of my lungs.
I feel his lips kissing and caressing my lips tenderly, hungrily,
longingly, but I can't believe it. Is he...is he really kissing me?
Julian pulls back, feeling me tense and shiver in his arms.
I stare up at him, at his lips which are still wet from
my juices. “Did you just kiss me?” I mumble, confused
and delirious.
“ Yes, and I am going to kiss you again.”
“ B-but, but...your research...” I stammer.
“ The machine got everything, all our responses.
My breathing, your heart rate, our pulses, every change and reaction
in both our minds and bodies. It's all good. It is perfect.”
He smooths the hair from my face. “It's done.”
“ Done? So...are you saying that—” I
gulp. “That your work is done? And...I—I am no longer
needed?”
“ Not needed? Sophia, I need you,” he says
fiercely. “I need you and I want you,” he whispers.
The searing hunger and longing in his eyes both thrills
and terrifies me. “Julian,” I begin softly. “You
just gave me the most earth-shattering orgasm. I can hardly stand up
right now.”
He laughs, his face creasing with deep happiness and
amusement. I reach up to cup his handsome, happy face. This is
something I could get used to. Seeing his laugh, hearing him laugh,
feeling him laugh.
“ I'm glad to hear that,” he smirks and the
lust in his eyes deepen. There is an unspoken promise that this will
not be the last orgasm he will be giving me.
His expression becomes serious, and he grabs me. “I
will give you more and I will take you, Sophia,” he growls.
“But not tonight.” His voice softens. “Tonight I
just want you to sleep with me. Just sleep, and feel safe with me.
I just want to hold you and have you in my bed. And wake up with you
in my arms. Tonight, and every...” He stops himself, seeing
my eyes round.
Tenderly, he holds my face, running his thumbs over my
eyelids, my cheeks, my lips. “I have watched you and felt you,
Sophia. I can hear the buried fear and hurt in your words. You are
a lot like me. I don't know if that is a good thing or a bad thing.
You handle your emotions and your life in a manner that is
startlingly similar to how I handle mine. I've watched you swim your
cares away in the pool. You swim lap after lap, not stopping to rest
or catch your breath. You just want to exercise and exhaust your
body, to block out the world as you listen to the muted sounds
through the water. I've seen how your express and resist your urges,
and how scared you are to trust anyone. I know, Sophia. I know how
hard it is for you to put your trust and your body in my hands. I
have seen and feel you struggle. It tore my heart to pieces, but I
know I have to give you time. I don't want to press you. I want to
protect you. And...I wanted to protect myself. From the moment I
saw you and heard your voice and held you, I was attracted to you. I
can't explain it. It just hit me hard. And then I talked to you,
saw your fears and your tears, your smile and your strength, and I
just kept falling faster and harder. I'm still falling, Sophia. I
don't think I will ever stop falling for you.”
If Julian wasn't holding me tightly, I think my legs
would have given way right there and then. I lean into his embrace,
my mind reeling. He has just broken down all his walls and allowed
me into his heart. The magnitude of what he has just said, what he
has just done, hits me hard and I suddenly bury my face in his solid
chest, stifling a sob.
I'm still falling, Sophia.
I hadn't imagined
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