Song for the mood: I Know by King Princess and Fiona Apple.

Julian

Friday, a week before Christmas.

"I don't want to let you go, love," I whispered, burrowing my head into Saira's slender neck, as my cock jetted in and out of her.

She was on all fours on my bed in my apartment, begging me to keep going, harder and faster.

A pair of leather handcuffs shackled my wrists, but I could still massage her buttocks as I continued grinding into her.

"Oh, please, Julian, don't fucking stop!" she cried out.

After a while, I could no longer restrain myself as I felt the pressure building and growing stronger.

I finally pulled out of her and ejaculated streams of cum on her lower back.

Saira was on the contraceptive coil, and we were both clean, so we were cool with going bareback.

"Where's Jessie? Why couldn't she join us this time?" Saira asked a moment later after she uncuffed my wrists.

"She's out with some friends. Besides..." I pulled Saira closer into me. "I wanted to spend this afternoon alone with you."

I kissed Saira's lips and pulled back, staring into her gray eyes.

"I'm going to miss you like hell, love," I murmured.

"You know," she began, "I can offer you something that doesn't require a contract. I'm a woman of my word when it comes to payments."

"Pray, do tell," I spoke, in between kisses.

"I propose that we continue our rendezvous on an 'as needs' basis. I call you, and you choose to play or not to play. Fair?"

"Sounds fair."

"When you choose to play, I will choose to pay. Same account, no time span, and the choice is yours. Understand?"

I nodded my head. I wasn't ready to let go of Saira completely. She was my heroin, and it would take time to taper off the drug.

"I have to leave. I'm meeting the new candidate for the position you've left available." She smiled coquettishly.

A few minutes later, I headed toward the shower after Saira left.

Sapphire

Later that Friday evening.

"Are you sure it's fine for me to stay over?" I asked Vera, who decoded the keyless lock and let us inside Julian's spotless two-bedroom apartment.

Vera and I were heading out to town that evening to meet Mindy and a few others at Rory's Sports Bar.

First, we needed to dump our bags and get ready at Julian's high rise home, set smack bang in the fusion of the bustling city.

"Yeah, my brother doesn't mind if we crash at his place every once in a while, like tonight," Vera answered.

"Cool." I eyed the sterile open-plan kitchen as we walked past it. I gathered that this guy must be a neat freak—he and his sister were opposites in that respect.

"Besides, he would rather have me safe at his apartment after a night out in town than to be in some strange cab back to the burbs at three a.m.," Vera assured.

"I don't have a big brother, so I wouldn't know what it's like to have someone looking out for me the way Julian does for you," I stated.

"Jules can be a little overprotective, but he's gotten better over the years. Just dump your stuff in the guest room. I'm going to the convenience store downstairs to get some snacks. I'll be back," Vera said.

"Ok, make sure you get something gluten-free for me," I hollered as Vera left the apartment.

When I was eight years old, I was diagnosed with celiac disease, a severe allergy to wheat. Therefore, I could only eat gluten-free meals.

I walked around the spacious living room and was amazed by the floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased panoramic city and river views.

It defined downtown luxury living with its high ceilings, white leather sofas, high-end Italian appliances, and sleek, polished, wooden floors.

I wondered how he could afford all that—I would have to ask him for some real estate tips when I move from home.

I turned left, headed toward the direction of bedrooms, and stopped when I reached the main en-suite bedroom.

This must be Julian's room.

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it wouldn't get the better of me, so I dared.

I dropped my bag on the floor and walked into the master suite, which featured two dimly-lit lamps and a king-sized bed with a charcoal duvet and matching pillows.

The unmade bed was the only untidy element in this otherwise clean home, indicative of either his most recent sexual activity or his forgetfulness to make the bed up. I doubted that it was the latter.

As I walked past the bed, I noticed leather handcuffs on the crumpled duvet.

The soothing sound of water running in the shower caught my attention, enticing me to take a sneak peek in the bathroom.

The bathroom door was left open at a forty-five-degree angle, and the pull of temptation gravitated me toward it.

I was curious. I usually did not pry into the privacy of others, but I had never seen a naked man in real life, and I was ready to find out.

Oh, my lord! There he was in the shower, a beautiful man in all his splendor and glory.

Julian was wet and naked, reminding me of the marble statue of the biblical, nude David by Michelangelo.

Droplets of water ran down his hard, taut, body, all the way to the curve of his muscular back and firm buttocks, then along his sturdy legs.

He rinsed the soap off his broad shoulders, chest and slim waist. His body tapered down like a perfect V, and delicate veins ran along his muscular forearms.

His penis was thick and admirable, even in its relaxed state, and his testicles hung below.

Eyes closed, he lifted his head to absorb the streaming water, and ran his long fingers through his hair, washing out the remaining shampoo foam, which flowed downward.

The heavenly sight of Julian in his nakedness, together with the fresh scent of the citrus body wash, triggered my nipples to harden and the inner walls of my vagina to clench, eliciting a wetness that coated my labia.

"OH, FUCK!" Julian's eyes opened and fluttered rapidly, making direct contact with mine.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry! I was looking for a spare toothbrush and didn't realize you were here!" I babbled in a flustered state.

I was a bad liar.

He turned off the shower faucet, grabbed a towel, and started to dry himself slowly.

"Did you enjoy the show, Sapphire?" Julian smiled smugly, emphasizing my name when he spoke.

"I, uh, I'm staying over with Vera tonight, as we're heading out for a girls' night. I hope that's okay with y-you," I stammered.

"Oh, it's more than okay with me, love. However, you haven't answered my question." Julian's mischievous eyes dangerously twinkled with devilish delight.

"I like what I see," I admitted, gazing at the towel, which he now wrapped neatly around his firm torso.

"Good. Now, come here, baby. Touch me."

I took one step closer to Julian and stroked the blade of his left shoulder with my right hand.

My fingers traveled down his chest and stomach, drawing him to release a groan of pleasure.

"That's it. Lower."

"Lower?" I gasped.

"Yes. Further down south if you get my drift."

My fingers traveled below his navel and down to where the towel met his skin.

"Stop."

"Stop?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Yes, stop," he commanded.

Julian's hands swiftly reached around my neck and untied my halterneck top, exposing my bare breasts to him.

"You're exquisite." His long, dark lashes lowered as he gazed at my topless body.

I sucked in the citrus-flavored air as he began rubbing my nipples in circular motions with his rough thumbs.

"I want to see all of you. I want my cock in your pussy," he coaxed.

"Julian," I moaned.

He pinched each nipple in delight as if he found a pair of shiny, new toys to play with. He continued this movement repetitively and harder, causing me to gasp in pleasure and pain.

"Ouch!" I yelped, triggering him to stop immediately.

"We can try a bit of gentle foreplay," he suggested.

"Not now. Vera's going to be back soon," I blurted, pulling my top up and tying the strings back behind my neck.

"Wait. Don't forget this." Julian opened a drawer under the sink and handed me a new toothbrush, unopened in its plastic packaging.

As I reached out to grab it, Julian's hand gently caressed mine.

"Next time, Sapphire, you can join me in the shower," Julian murmured.

"Would you like that, love?" My seducer whispered into my ear before removing his hand from mine.

"I would love that," I flirted unashamedly.

It felt so natural to be responsive to this man.

"I'd love to teach you a thing or two." The academic's playful eyes held me captive before I started backing out of the bathroom.

As a whirlpool of arousing sensations rushed throughout my body, I darted out of the bedroom and picked up my bag, just in the nick of time, because Vera sauntered into the living room, with a bag of snacks.

"Is Julian home yet?" Vera asked.

"Uh, yeah. I think he's in the shower," I replied calmly.

"Oh, good. You know, you can leave your bag in the guest room. You don't have to lug it around the entire apartment."

"Oh, sure."

"Saph, don't let my brother seduce you," Vera warned.

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Hours later, when Vera and I returned to the apartment after a night with the girls, Julian's bedroom door was shut.

I heard the sound of a woman moaning with pleasure coupled with loud grunts that belonged to Julian.

"That's his girlfriend, Jessie. She must've missed him this evening." Vera grabbed my hand and pulled me to the guest room.

An arousing chill ran down my spine. I remembered Julian's words earlier that evening.

I'd love to teach you a thing or two.

I realized that I was spiraling into an abyss of seduction that was too deep to crawl out of.

It was too late for heaven to help me.

A/N: the song for the chapter aptly describes Sapphire's thoughts. ❤️

On another note, I've added below a gorgeous cover of Julian, by ishaborhara - she's a superb author of a collection of excellent books including Odette, one of the best teen fictions on Wattpad. Take a look at her profile and check out her amazing stories - it's no surprise her fans (me included) love her work! Her covers are beautiful. ❤️