Page 38 of Escape To Paradise
He grabbed the drink from my hand and placed it on the ground. His drink followed. With his body pressed close to mine, I could feel his warmth through my dress. And I could feel the hardness beneath his pants. He stepped back and took his shirt off, and then, he unbuttoned his pants and stripped. He stood there in front of me, naked, well-toned and well-endowed.
“It’s your turn.” His gaze was intense.
I unhooked my bra and took it off, dropping it in front of him. And then my underwear. I teased him by slowly pulling one strap of my dress down, and then the other. I slowly lowered my dress until I was fully naked.
He was quiet, and then, he moved closer, fixated on my breasts. He towered over me, but he bent down and sucked on my nipples, which turned me on. I leaned back and moaned. His member became more erect. Julian grabbed my head and guided me down: I knelt and started sucking his dick.
There was something titillating about being with a different man. Julian was bigger than Benoit. I sucked on the tip of his member, but he placed his hand on the back of my head, guiding me to suck him all in. His dick was thick, hard and long; he was almost at the back of my throat. I could taste some pre-cum. Julian was moaning in pleasure, and I was too.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to stand. Placing his big hands around my waist, he lifted me up like I weighed nothing and carried me to the hot tub. The water was warm and pleasant against my skin. The water was at chest level as we sat. Julian pulled me close to him and kissed my neck, my face, and then passionately kissed me on the lips.
“You taste so good, Harper,” he whispered in my ear.
I placed my hand on his hair. “You taste good, too.”
His lips were soft, and the rest of his body was hard. I rested my hand on his chest while we kissed.
There was a deep ache inside of me that was waiting to be filled. “Julian, I want you inside me.”
“How badly do you want me?”
I arched my back. “Please, come inside me.”
He gently grabbed me by the wrist and led me out of the hot tub. We walked back inside, and he didn’t let go even as we walked upstairs to his bedroom. Nearing his bed, he lifted me up again and gently placed me in the middle of the bed.
“You want me inside you?” His eyes were steely blue.
“Yes, please, and don’t be gentle.”
“You want me rough?”
“Yes.”
He spread my legs and kissed my navel, the sides of my thighs, and then my center. I had never been this wet in my whole life, and never wanted a man this much. It was just pure lust, and it was oozing from every pore of my body as I waited for him to enter me. He teased me first by just poking my pussy with the tip of his member. Then he pushed in some more.
I waited for him patiently, but he was still teasing me.
“Please,” I begged him. “Please.”
Finally, he entered me with his thick, taut cock. He was huge, and he stretched me. It was painful at first, but the more he pumped into me, the more delicious it felt. Then, he pumped even more. This time harder and deeper, and I found myself moaning louder and louder with each thrust. I could feel my wetness oozing out of me.
Julian thrust even faster. He grabbed my legs and draped them over his shoulders and he thrust in me even deeper and harder, faster until all I could do was moan in ecstasy. He was breathing heavily as he pumped into me.
He was an even better lover than Benoit. I climaxed with my eyes rolling up in ecstasy. But Julian wouldn’t stop and kept pushing deeper. Until suddenly, he took out his dick and flipped me on my stomach. Again, he slipped his hard dick into me. I was screaming at this point as he pumped me hard, making a loud slapping sound with each thrust. He grabbed my hair without stopping, until my entire body was trembling in pure pleasure.
“Is this what you want?” Julian said.
“Yes,” I said weakly.
He pulled my stomach so that I was on all fours. In this different angle, his dick slid inside me even deeper. He just kept pumping, pushing, and grinding against me until my knees were weak and breathless. Then Julian slapped my right buttock. It was a combination of pleasure and pain. Then another slap this time harder. I felt my butt cheek sting but it was a good type of stinging pain.
“Slap me again. Hurt me even more.”
“You like that?” He was breathing heavily but he didn’t show any signs of slowing down.
He kept on slapping me and it felt good. He repositioned me again on my side. He came behind me. He wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his body against my back. He was sweating now. I could feel the warmth of his breath against the nape of my neck.
“You’re so tight, Harper. You feel so good.”
