Jaded Hearts (8 page)

"So now I'm a vampire?" He laughed in
surprise. "You wouldn't be here now if that were the case,” he
replied.

"And why is that?" I questioned.

"Because, I wouldn't have been able to stop
until I sucked every drop of that sweet blood out of you,” he
teased.

I frowned in exaggerated disgust.

"Oh, that's gross Julian! You're sick,” I
cried.

He shrugged his shoulders and laughed at me
some more.

"Hey, you started it. I just finished it,”
he teased. "You look stunning as usual, by the way."

He leaned back in his chair continuing to
admire me. I could feel the fire slowly spreading through me, but I
had to put it out. That's why I was here. I smiled as I accepted
his compliment.  

"Thank you,” I said quietly.

Then I turned to watch a couple dance to the
bands rendition of Tin Tin Deo. After enjoying the music for a
while, I returned my attention to Julian, not at all surprised to
find him still gazing at me intently.

"I really like this place Jules. It has an
amazing vibe,” I admitted.

He shrugged. "Well, I'm pleased you approve.
Are you an aficionado of jazz music?" He asked.

"I'm an enthusiast of music, really. I enjoy
all types,” I replied.

I moved my shoulders to the music as I tried
to hide my amusement at his proper tone, but loved that he relaxed
his gaze as we chatted.

"Yes, I can see you're a fan of music and
dancing as well. That seems to be the only time you relax and let
go. Well, that's not the only time you let go." The insinuation of
his last remark fueled a blaze deep within me.

I squirmed at a flashing thought of him
coaching me through an orgasm the night before. Julian leaned
forward at my lack of verbal response.

"I didn't expect that you could still be so
coy with me after the way you unleashed your passion on me last
night. I was sure we had gotten past the cat and mouse stage." He
pulled at one of my spiral locks.

This time I shrugged.

"I'm not shy Jules. I just don't enjoy being
analyzed to the point of nakedness. And speaking of nakedness, I
don't really know what this is between us, but I know that I'm not
ready for it,” I said.  As I spoke, my insides were trembling
just being in his presence.

He sat back quietly as I continued my
rejection.

"I just moved here, I recently broke off an
engagement, and I'm trying to settle into a new job. So this is all
just too much for me, and yes I know how I was with you last night,
no need to remind me." Those smoldering green eyes punished me for
my flippant response.

"Sorry, for reminding you of last night's
events, Jade. I, conversely, haven't been able to think of anything
else all day. Just like I haven't been able to stop thinking of you
since we met,” he uttered tightly.

A Conquistador. That's what he reminds me
of.  

He leaned back to allow the waiter to place
our drink order on the table. He spoke a few lines of Spanish to
the server after our glasses were topped off. We clinked our
glasses to a silent toast and I relished in the coolness of the
bubbling liquid. Julian downed his glass in one chug and instantly
poured another.

After sitting in thick silence for a few
moments Julian broke the ice and began to chitchat about my plans
for the boutique. I provided him with a few ideas and then shot him
a few questions about his other businesses. I was trying to get a
better understanding of what he did exactly now that Vivian had
piqued my interest. I asked a million pointed questions which he
answered with ease. Everything sounded legit and I would probably
have to scrub his financial records with a fine-tooth comb to find
out otherwise. He was really cool to talk to when it was a subject
other than me.

We chilled for a few moments to enjoy our
drinks, the air still ripe with tension, and then he got up and sat
next to me on my side of the curved booth. I couldn't say that I
didn't long for his hot lean body to be this close to mine. That
would be a lie. He smelled even better than he looked, and my whole
body shivered at the promise of his closeness.

He didn't disappoint when he put one arm
around my waist as the other guided my face into a kiss.

God, his lips are so soft.

Even the scent of his breath turned me on,
and I inhaled greedily as we exchanged a slow and tantalizing kiss.
I was appreciative for his choice of the smaller dining room. That
meant less people to witness our steamy PDA.

Julian pulled away to sip his champagne and
I took a moment to catch my breath, or at least try to. Before I
could, he returned his lips to mine and slowly let the sweet liquid
drizzle into my barely parted lips. What I didn't manage to swallow
dripped slowly down my chin, my neck and the v of my dress. I
gasped at the surge of powerful arousal that tore through me. His
mouth followed the trail of wayward champagne using his tongue and
bottom lip to lick and suck my skin clean. I wrapped my arms around
his neck to draw him closer to me.

How could I ever not want more of him?

"Jules, why are you doing this to me? I told
you..." My plea was interrupted by the return of his kiss this time
more ravenous, more demanding and full of unrefined desire. He
groaned lightly as I grabbed two handfuls of his hair and pulled
him closer to me, resolving to enjoy the kiss. Who was I
fooling?

Our dinner never happened. We left before we
had the opportunity to be served and spent the car ride to my place
in a continuation of the kiss we started at our table. I straddled
his thighs as he held me in an iron grip against him. His lips were
on my lips, on my neck; massaging my stiffened nipple through my
dress. I wasn't even concerned if his driver could see us or
not.

We were about twenty minutes from my place,
which seemed like an eternity when my body felt like a three alarm
blaze.  Julian had me wrapped around his finger and the
knowledge of this drove me as I tried to regain my composure, but
it was way too late. He poured himself a drink and shared it with
me by pouring it down my throat and all over my skin and licked it
off of wherever he poured it. My neck, my chest, my thighs.
 

His hand slid underneath my dress and slowly
made its way up my thigh. The other hand pulled my top down to
expose one breast. Then he grabbed his drink and dripped the liquor
onto my aching erect nipple, licking a trail upwards and then
slowly sucking it off. My body stirred under him as I cradled his
head to me. His roving hand discovered my clit and massaged my
dripping juices into it. The things he did to my body I had no
defense for so I just enjoyed it.  There was no use fighting
anymore; I wanted everything he did to me.

The driver pulled in front of my building
and I bristled with eagerness. Julian let out a long groan.

"Baby, you drive me so crazy. So crazy."

We kissed again and I slid off of his lap as
he opened the door for me. When we made the entrance of the
building I noticed his stride stalled and he stopped at the
door.

"What's wrong?" I stood bewildered as Julian
leaned in and nuzzled my neck.

"Look baby, I understand what you said
earlier and I don't want to make you do anything you're going to
regret. I'm going home to take a cold shower and so should you." He
kissed me on my temple and headed back to his car.

Seriously?

I stood there stunned with disbelief, unable
to even process the fact that he wasn't coming up with me. I slowly
turned and headed inside, barely waving at Manny as I did. I rode
the elevator up to my apartment with the same dazed and confused
expression.

*

There was no sleep for me. After my
prescribed cold shower, I tried with no success to will myself to
sleep. Dammit! This is what I wanted. I begged for this, so what
the hell was my problem? Things were getting too hot, too fast and
that wasn't what I thought I wanted, but now that I was alone all I
could think of was Julian. I wanted him here, in my bed with his
arms around me.

So much for casual fun.

I ventured downstairs and turned on my
surround-sound audio system. Classical music was definitely in
order. If this didn't work, by putting me to sleep, nothing would.
A glass of wine and Moonlight Sonata would help assist me in my
mission. I took my first gulp leaning back against my kitchen
counter and the doorbell chimed, nearly causing me to drop my
glass.

Shit!

My heart raced as I crept over to the door
to see who it was. Surely one of my few neighbors would not be
asking to borrow sugar at this time of the night. I gradually
opened my peephole to find two beautiful green eyes staring back at
me.

How did he get up here?

I took a deep breath and braced myself as I
opened the door. Julian stood there with that hungry look that
never failed to terrify me. I stared at him speechless. He walked
towards me circling his arms around my waist as he pulled me into
an embrace.

"I need you Baby."

That was all he said. My satin robe fell to
the ground in the shuffle to get skin to skin. He pulled his shirt
off and kicked away his shoes while I unbuckled his belt and
loosened his pants. Once he was finally naked our bodies took over
pressing together with the same powerful intensity of two magnets.
His need was raw and focused while mine was violent and frantic.
The sight of him made my mouth salivate with lust and I craved the
taste of him. I tried to bend to my knees to get face to face with
my dessert of choice, but Julian grabbed me by my wrists and pulled
me back against him.

"Easy, baby. Look at me. Easy." His tone was
soft and soothing. I whimpered in frustration.

"Jules, I need you too baby. I need you
inside me, please. I can't wait anymore." He smiled as I begged and
pleaded for him to give it to me.

"You see how you feel now? Crazy with
wanting me so bad that it hurts? That's how I feel for you.
Always." He continued to hold me against him as he proved his
point, and at that moment I totally understood, but it didn't
change the fact that we were both here naked.

"Ooh Baby. I know, I know. Please don't
punish me baby. Give it to me,” I begged softly in his ear well
aware of his erection jolting against my stomach in tortured
arousal. I pushed my body into his rubbing the hungry beast that
betrayed its master, ready and willing to do any and everything to
his sexy body.

"Dammit Woman. You don't play fair," he
growled. I turned my face up to his offering my wine stained lips
for a kiss. Parting them ever so slowly and letting my tongue peek
out. Hungry lips pressed into mine.

Hmm-mm. Finally.

I didn't let up.

"Yes, Baby. More, I need more. You taste so
good. I want to taste more of you,” I urged. Me begging? Jules
speechless? The universe was clearly, defunct.

Julian pulled my arms around his neck, and
lifted me against him to take me to the couch. He sat down pulling
me with him, not letting me straddle him completely. I knelt over
him as he took one hand and massage my clit, rubbing the slick
evidence of how bad I wanted him, while his other hand gripped and
tugged his erection. I shuddered as my sanity began to escape
me.

His expression of raw determination to tease
me as he fought his own growing insanity was too much to bear. He
matched the movement of his thumb on my clit with the movement of
the other thumb that slid over the head of his penis. My legs began
to shake as I fought the instinctual need to let me body slam down
over what I needed the most, just inches below. Two fingers slid
inside me as the palm of his hand rubbed against where his thumb
had been. Pulling his fingers out he cupped a handful of my oozing
juices and used that hand to massage his rock hard erection.

"Now, you can taste us both." He offered his
penis like a gift.

"Suck me."

*

Um mm mm, my dream felt sooo real.

The most skillful hands to ever grace my
skin were caressing my body. I moaned with pleasure as a sexy voice
from far away called my name. Was that Julian? I waited for the
voice to come again but there was silence. Then a soft caress of a
tongue circling my nipple caused a slow burn to spread from my
center. I tried to look down to see who this mystery man was.

Where am I?

I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't. A
brief moment of panic ensued and then the sweet burn took over. Oh,
it felt so good.

Oh!

My eyes struggled open at the sound of my
own voice. I wasn't dreaming but Julian was here and it was his
soft tongue that was delicately licking and suckling my
nipples.

Oh!

When he grasped I was finally awake he
dazzled me with that rare, but amazing smile of his.

"Good morning, bella. I thought you would
never open those sexy honey eyes of yours. Even in your sleep
you're a little tiger." He kissed each nipple goodbye as he rolled
alongside of me. I stretched languidly against him.

"You know, you really should do that more,"
I suggested.

"What? Give you a wake-up call with your
nipples in my mouth?" He studied me with amusement.

I rolled my eyes as I took my hand and
stroked his cheek.

"No, silly. Smile,” I replied.

I ran my fingertips across his lips and he
gently kissed each one.

"I would if I always had a reason to,” he
hinted.

"What do you mean?" I was truly
confused.

"I mean, I want you to be mine. All the
time. Every day and every night."

 He wanted me to give myself to him,
entirely, but I just wasn't ready to. Was I?

"Jules! You don't even know me," I
cried.

"I know how I feel about you. Some things
you just know," he said evenly.