His eyes devoured her flesh as he stared, and it had her tits swelling and her nipples pouting up - it was her whole body, really, that had fallen under his spell, and every inch of her was aching and silently crying out just one word.
More, more, more!
Need for him made Fleur feel surreal and even more delirious, and before she knew it she was already inching closer to him, unaware of how every move had Julian tightening his grip on the armrests of his chair as he watched her breasts sway like a pair of sweet, delectable melons that were just begging to be tasted.
Her nipples brushed against his knees when she finally reached him, and the contact, brief as it was, had Fleur catching her breath while Julian gritted his teeth in a silent struggle for control.
"I want you so much..."
He had not expected Fleur to whisper such a thing out of the blue, and the words nearly had his cock punching a hole out of his briefs.
"And I want to make you come..."
"Goddammit, Fleur..." Julian let out a groan.
"I want you to come in my mouth." Fleur's soft voice was full of innocent yearning, and it was all Julian could do not to give her exactly what she was begging him for, and bury his already painfully throbbing cock in her mouth.
"I want to pleasure you...the way you pleasured me for so many days."
Big blue eyes looked up at him pleadingly and seductively.
"Can I, Julian?"
Hearing his name on her lips was what fucking killed him, and Julian couldn't even manage an answer. All he could do was grip Fleur by the hair while his other hand was already yanking his cock out of his briefs with an inept swiftness that was entirely unlike him.
Fleur couldn't help but gasp out loud as she finally had her first glimpse of Julian's cock, and oh...my...God...was it truly normal for penises to be this big?
She was almost tempted to say she had changed her mind, but with the way his grip on her hair had already tightened, and the way he was now drawing her head close...
His cock just seemed to get bigger and bigger as her head got closer and closer, and while she knew she had asked for this and was still excited for what was about to happen...
It was just a little bit frightening, with how Julian appeared out of his mind with lust that Fleur didn't think saying 'no' would make a difference at this point. The time for reason was long gone, and his eyes were telling her that his dick finding its way to her mouth was inevitable.
Julian wanted her to the point of madness, and the thought had Fleur wanting to cry and cry out...but there was no longer any chance to do either since the already-slippery head of his long, thick cock was now forcing its way past her lips.
Fleur opened her mouth with a moan and nearly choked as Julian's cock went all the way to the back of her throat. She choked a bit more, having never done anything like this, but Julian's grip on her hair didn't ease. He was ruthless in his need, and even though Fleur knew it was crazy...
She loved that he was ruthless, loved that he was mindless with lust, and oh God, when Julian started fucking her mouth hard, his cock swelling to the point that her eyes started to burn—-
All of it just made her wetter, all of it just made her want to pleasure him even more, and Fleur could only desperately hold on to his thighs as her head bobbed up and down so, so fast that when she finally heard him grit her name out in a harsh groan—-
He came into her mouth, and she found herself crying out as she came with him, his semen pouring down her throat while her own release dripped down her legs until it formed a wet sticky pool on the polished floor of his office.
Chapter Twelve
Julian could not stop touching her, and she loved it.
Since Julian still had time to spare before his lecture, he had suggested they have lunch at the cafeteria, and it was here, with Julian taking a seat next to her instead of across her as she expected, that the surprise petting fest had started.
He would occasionally run his fingers through her hair or tuck loose strands behind her ears. He would feed her a piece of his steak and then gently wipe the corner of her mouth. He would sling an arm on the back of her chair as he leaned back against his, and his fingers would absently stroke her shoulder, which was laid bare by the boat neckline of her dress.
He had never been this touchy-feely before, but that was likely because Julian had to keep his sexual urges strictly in check while she had her period. But now that he knew her red days were over...