Swallowed (Devoured #2) (6 page)

Julianna poured two glasses of wine and walked
around the room at the Union Hotel turning lights on and off, trying to get the
perfect effect. She was going for romantically dim but not so dark they
couldn’t enjoy each other. After all, men were visual creatures. If Kirk meant
what he said about this being their last hurrah, she wanted to burn as much unforgettable
visual imagery into his mind as possible.

Because the only thing Julianna could imagine that
was worse than being ignored, was being forgotten.

After she corrected the overly strong smell of lemon
cleaner with a few sprays of her candy scented perfume, she finally felt
pleased with the set up. The room was a nice change from music room 5b which featured
nothing but hard surfaces and noisy fluorescent lighting. Julianna even removed
Kirk’s glasses most of the time because the light was so unforgiving even for
her… and of course, to help blur the lines he was crossing.

After all, she knew he was a married man, and a good
man. It was obvious from the pride he took in his important work and how much
he struggled with his decision to enter into the affair in the first place. But
she thought they were over that hump.

The text the other day was beyond inconsiderate as
far as she was concerned. It made her feel cheap which made her feel angry.
Tonight was all about changing his mind. Not necessarily getting verbal
confirmation that he wouldn’t be able to quit her per se, but about doing
enough that it would be virtually impossible for him to move on and forget
about her forever.

And it wouldn’t take much. It’s not like she’d had
any difficulty keeping him keen since they started their foul play. If
anything, he was more enthusiastic each time. Julianna could tell he needed her
and what she could give him.

It was obvious from the way his demeanor changed
after their liaisons. He always arrived so nervous and stressed, but by the
time she was done with him, he was confident and relaxed. It made her feel good
to give him his fix. And to get hers. At this point, she was convinced that sex
with anyone else wouldn’t be nearly as fulfilling.

She started to unbutton her top and thought better
of it. Tonight was all about making him relish every moment with her. Button by
button, she would let him undress her, revealing her gold cross necklace, and
then she would bring him close to God… or at least get him to call his name a
few times. Of that she was certain.

She heard a buzz at the door and went to let Kirk in.
He was wearing a sport coat that made her wet the second she laid eyes on it.

“Hey handsome.”

“Hi. Have you been waiting long?”

“No.” She noticed he was carrying a wrapped box with
a bow on it. “What’s that?”

He lifted it up for her to see. “It’s for you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” He held the box out with both hands. “Since
this is the last time we can see each other like this, I wanted to make tonight
extra special.”

She pursed her lips. They were covered in a lip
gloss he admired once before. Now she always wore it when she knew she would
see him. She suspected he liked it because it made her lips look wet.

“What is it?”

“Open it,” he said. “Even better, try it on.”

She accepted the curious package and pulled the
ribbon on top until it fell loose around the box. Then she tore off the
wrapping paper and raised the lid.

“Oh Kirk!” She lifted the red silk nightdress out of
the box by the straps. “It’s beautiful.”

“You like it?”

She held it up in front of her. “I love it.”

He stepped forward and ran a hand over it where it
laid against her hip, his voice dropping low. “Try it on for me.”

She hurried to the bathroom, and when she saw how
wide her smile was in the mirror, she tried to regain her composure before
undressing and slipping it on. It matched her nail polish perfectly and hung
off her perky breasts like it was made for her.

It was obvious that he’d chosen it himself. It was
classier than anything she ever would have picked, but it suited her. Even the
way the neckline dipped just low enough so that her necklace lay above it was
perfection.

She gave a small spin in the mirror. Without
warning, she strutted out of the bathroom and posed with a hand up on the wall
as if she were shooting a calendar.

Kirk was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Wow. You
look amazing.”

She walked up to him and stood between his legs. Her
brown hair fell around her, framing the view she had of his face.

“Thank you,” she said.

Kirk ran his hands up her legs and over the silk.
“You’ve never looked sexier.”

Julianna crawled to the head of the bed and turned
around. She put her finger out in front of her and invited him with a come
hither gesture.

Kirk threw his jacket over the chair and kicked his
shoes off before crawling towards her on the bed. He lay on top of her and
dragged the tips of his fingers along the edge of her face. “I’m glad you
suggested this.”

She smiled as she felt his hard-on growing through
his pants.

His bright eyes were full of enthusiasm. “What do
you want to do first?”

“I want to be your ultimate fantasy,” she whispered.
“Tonight I want you to do with me whatever you’ve only ever dreamed of doing.
Anything you want as long as you’ve never done it before.”

Kirk pressed his hips against hers. “I want to cum
on your tits.”

Julianna smiled and fixed her eyes on his. “Only if
you fuck my mouth first.”

Kirk’s face lit up with excitement as knelt over
her. He undid his belt and pulled his pants down and revealed his eager cock.
It was already thick with anticipation and erect against his belly.

Julianna licked her lips as she grabbed it with both
hands. She could feel the blood pulsing through him as she began stroking him.

Kirk threw his shirt on the floor and braced himself
against the headboard.

She guided him towards her mouth and started by licking
him like a frozen yogurt, sucking on the tip of his head and spiraling her tongue
down his shaft. Then when he couldn’t stand it anymore, she let his hard dick
force her jaw wide open.

Slowly, he began sliding it in and out on his own, groaning
from the sensational pleasure.

Julianna kept her hand firm around the base of his
throbbing cock, controlling his pleasure as he grew in her mouth. She could
tell he was close.

With all her energy, she sucked him in, but he
pulled away and held his cock over her. She tried to pull the dress up in time,
but she was too late. His body jolted as he came all over the red silk.

She smiled as she watched him panting over her, looking
up at the ceiling with his dick in his hands.

She scooped some of his cum off the dress onto her
finger and tasted it in front of him.

He smiled like a naughty school boy and collapsed
onto the bed beside her. Then he propped himself up on his elbow and admired
her for a moment.

Julianna beamed from his undivided attention and let
her head fall towards him on the pillow, her cum soaked chest rising and
falling with her breath.

“Your turn,” he said.

“My turn?”

“Yeah.”

Julianna laughed. “I’m not going to fuck your mouth.”

“No,” he said, “but I’m going to fuck you with
mine.”

Kirk relished the look on Julianna’s face when she
realized what he meant, taking pleasure in the way her smile forced her eyes
into little crescents.

“Are you sure?”

“Oh I’m sure,” he said. “I’ve wanted to drink you in
ever since I tasted you that day in class.”

He slunk down the bed and parted Julianna’s legs
with his hands. She was beautiful, his temptress, his toy. He would miss her
body after tonight, the way it was so responsive to his touch.

She was unselfconscious in a way that he loved, a
way he wished Madeline could be. He knew that no matter how much he loved his
wife, she would never be able to satisfy him sexually the way Julianna could. So
he was going to enjoy her to the last.

After all, it was too late to go back and keep it
all from happening. His betrayal was too great at this point for it to be
undone. The only thing he could do now was make the most of it by fucking
Julianna until she was spent and ending on a high. For both their sakes.

But first, he wanted to see if she still tasted like
Propel. Julianna moaned as soon as he laid his fingers against her clit and he
began warming her with small, circular movements. When he realized the tips of
his fingers were already wet and that she had gotten off on letting him fuck
her mouth, he was turned on all over again.

Her legs writhed against the bed and he grabbed her
thighs and pulled her towards him so he could lick her sweet snatch until she
quaked with pleasure. She rocked her hips into his face and he ate her juicy
pussy with an enthusiasm that surprised him. He couldn’t believe how she let
herself go, how she gave into him as he fucked her with his tongue and then his
fingers, moaning all the while.

“Uhh.” Her voice went from low to an almost inaudible,
high pitched whimper. “I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop. Uhhh. I’m cumming.”

Her bent legs fell apart and she gushed into his
mouth. He lapped her up, quenching his thirst for her like he was a man in the
desert. He could feel that her body was still pulsing and he wanted to feel the
throbbing on his dick so he climbed on top of her and forced her open around
him, plunging himself deep into her wet warmth.

He wanted to give her what she deserved, the bad
girl that she was. He wanted to fuck her so hard with everything he had that
she would think of him every time she moved or sat down for weeks.

He looked down at her chestnut hair against the
pillow, her arms raised above her head, her tits bouncing in front of him. Her
breathing was shallow, and he wished that she would pant and call his name
forever. With every thrust, he felt his balls smacking against her as her
greedy pussy sucked him.

She put her hands on his ass and pulled him into
her, grinding against the base of his cock. Even as he moaned and pumped her
full of him, he couldn’t believe he was cumming again.

He lowered himself onto his forearms.

She licked herself off his lips, slipped her tongue
in his mouth, and kissed him deeply.

He rocked over her with everything he had left,
savoring how tightly she squeezed him as she drained him of every last drop.

When he finally rolled off her, he rested his head
on his arm and tried to memorize her satisfied expression as he dragged a
finger across her fat lip.

She looked at him sleepily through her smiling eyes,
her tousled hair framing her face. She was beautiful. And her sexiness was
unmatched.

Part of him wished he could keep her. There was no
denying that he was attached to her, maybe even addicted to the smell of her
sex. Her grip on him was as tight as the grip she had on his cock. Relentless,
merciless.

When he thought of the things he’d done with her, he
was filled with a filthy, smug delight. He knew there would be nights when he
would think about her while he was making love to his wife, but what was the
harm in that? As long as he kept his pants on outside the home from now on,
this could be his little secret, a reason for him to smile on rainy days.

“Did I ever tell you you’re my favorite student
ever?” he said, pulling her towards him on the bed.

Julianna laughed. “That’s funny. You’re my favorite
student, too.”

“You mean favorite teacher?”

“No.”

Kirk was taken aback. “What have you taught me?”

Julianna looked at him, her seductive eyes twisting
his guts. “I taught you how to loosen up and have some fun, didn’t I?”

“I knew how to have fun before I met you.”

She looked at him skeptically.

“Okay, maybe not this kind of fun exactly.”

“Aren’t you going to miss this?” she asked.

He thought about how big his dick looked in her
pouty mouth. “Of course I am.”

“Are you sure we have to stop?”

He watched how her breasts moved as she turned onto
her side. “I’m sure. But you knew we couldn’t do this forever.”

She looked down, her long eyelashes casting shadows
down her cheeks.

Kirk rested his hand on the dip in her waist. “You
are such a special woman. You deserve a guy that you can have all to yourself.”

Julianna smiled and looked at him.

“Seriously. I hope you know how hard that is for me
to say. Whoever the lucky guy is, I’ll be totally jealous.”

Kirk stood up and started picking his clothes up off
the floor. He slipped his boxers on and then brought both glasses of wine over
to where Julianna was lying.

She sat up and accepted one. “To us.” She raised her
glass. “It’s been fun.”

Kirk clinked his glass against hers. “To our little
secret.”

“Thanks again for the gift. That was really
unexpected.”

Kirk smiled. “I’m glad you like it.” He looked at
the stains on the front.

Julianna looked down at her chest. “I like what
you’ve done with it.”

“Yeaah. I didn’t mean to make such a mess.” Kirk
turned around and grabbed his shirt. It was halfway on when he turned around
and saw her lying naked on the bed, her large breasts like spotlights.

“Wanna stay the night?”

He had never known a person with such a healthy
sexual appetite. “You know I can’t do that, Julianna.”

Her breasts moved with her shrug. “Can’t blame me
for asking.”

Kirk slipped his shoes on and took another sip of
wine. Then he sat on the bed beside her and put his fingers under her chin. “Take
care of yourself.”

“Like I’ve been taking care of you?”

He leaned in and kissed her gently on the forehead. “Good
bye, Julianna.”

And with that, Kirk walked out on Julianna and their
affair, taking nothing with him except for her taste on his lips.