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I feel Julian’s hand underneath my chin as he brings my face up to look at him. Before he says anything, I know he unders
tands.

“I told you last night that all of this was overwhelming for me too, Alexa. I understand how you’re feeling, baby, I really do. I understand because it’s the same for me. I’m dealing with a whole lot of feelings that make me uncomfortable. I’m a pro at avoiding emotional involvement, so I totally get it.” He takes a deep breath. “Do you know the last time I went to a woman’s house to find her? How about never. I’m over here acting like a crazy, jealous boyfriend. And I don’t do crazy and jea
lous.”

Wow. There’s a lot for me to process in that admission. I run it through my head very quickly. One, he understands. Not surprised. Two, he feels the same. Freaking awesome. Three, he thinks he’s the one acting crazy. Couples therapy maybe? And four, did he just say boyf
riend?

I’m laughing in my head at my stream of consciousness. He made the mood lighter with that last bit about being
crazy.

“So basically I’m the first woman you’ve ever stalked, Julian? I’m totally flattered. And kind of turned on
now.”

Julian comes forward, lays me down backward on the bed, and is on top of me before I can grasp what he’s up to. “You
just
got turned on, Alexa? I’ve been turned on since the minute I saw you all sweaty in those little running shorts and tank top. I must be losing my
edge.”

I feel Julian’s erection pressing into me, and there is no doubt he’s turned on. “
No te preocupes
, Julian. You still have your hard edge. I can feel it pressing into my sto
mach.”

I’m not sure if it’s me speaking to him in Spanish, that he’s on top of me, or that I just acknowledged his massive erection, but Julian becomes a man possessed. He starts kissing me with the hunger of a starving man. His mouth is hot and wet on mine, and he forces my lips open with his tongue. He sweeps it around my mouth possessively and skillfully. I absolutely love kissing this man. Right now there is nothing gentle or tender about the way Julian is kissing me. He’s staking a claim and telling me I’m his with his mouth. He pulls back far enough to be able to caress my breasts and run his fingers over my taut ni
pples.

Within a few minutes, I’m so turned on I can’t think straight. All I want is to feel this man against me and in me. His touch sends me into a lust-filled frenzy. I wrap my legs around the backs of his and pull him into me as hard as I can. Any space between us is too much. He moans deeply as his dick rubs against my sex. I grind myself into him, trying to find re
lease.

“That’s so sexy, Alexa, you rubbing your throbbing pussy against me. God, you make me so hard. You aren’t just a little turned on now, are you, baby? You want this, don’t you?” He thrusts his hips into me, and I hold on for dear life as the beginning of an orgasm starts rolling up my body. I pull his face to mine and thrust my tongue in his mouth as the shudders ripple through me. As I come back down to earth, I bury my face in his chest, close my eyes, and completely savor every second. When I open them, Julian is staring at me with an amused look on his face. I push him off of me and scoot over a l
ittle.

“What’s so funny?” I’m panting and have actually broken a sweat. Talk about getting work
ed up.

“Nothing.” Nothing my ass. He’s glo
ating.

“You’re proud of yourself,
huh?”

“Little bit. That was the quickest I’ve gotten you off. And you were just a
little
turned on when we sta
rted.”

“Oh, so we’re timing things now, are we? I don’t mean to burst your bubble or anything, but I’ve been turned on since you were posing all sexy in my kitchen with your tight pants and tight shirt emphasizing all of your as
sets.”

He just lies there and laughs. All the drama and tension of the day is gone. The calm, relaxed vibe we had going last night is back. I roll over to him and put my hand on his crotch. That stops his laughing, and he groans and rolls his hips up into my hand. I love that my touch does the same thing to him as his does to me. I start to unzip his pants, but my plans are thwarted when he removes my
hand.

“Uh uh,
corazón
. The sex part of the program is taking an intermission right
now.”

Oh no, I don’t think so. I’m not interested in an intermission. “Intermissions don’t come after the first act, Julian. We need to get at least four or five acts in before we take a break.” I put my hand back on his crotch and start rubbing it firmly over his hard shaft. He literally jumps out of the bed. What the
hell?

“If you touch me again, we’re never going to leave this room, and I’m going to end up fucking you all night long, like I promised. And as much as I want to do that, I’d prefer to start a little later. So we’re going to have an intermission, go on a date, and eat di
nner.”

I stick my lower lip out in my best pout. “Why do you get to call all the shots? Maybe
I
want to stay here and fuck all n
ight.”

“
Dios mío
, Alexa. You’re seriously unlike any woman I’ve ever met. And I want you so bad right now. But I think we need to be a little less overwhelmed for a w
hile.”

As much I want to lock myself in this room with Julian and never leave, he’s right. We need to take things down a notch. “Okay, Julian. We can push pause here. But you’ll need to feed me though, because I’m star
ving.”

“Are you okay with going to Ursa’s? You said you haven’t been there, and it seriously is really
good.”

“I’m fine going there, but are you sure you want to go to work? Doesn’t seem like much of a night
off.”

“I’ll call Dario and tell him we’re coming in. We can sneak in and eat in the kitchen. I do it all the time.” He sees the look on my face when he says he does it all the time, and he knows I think he means with other
women.

“
I
do it all the time. I eat there a lot, and I don’t always want my staff to know I’m there. I’ve never done it with a date.” That’s awesome if it’s
true.

“Well okay then. Let’s do it.” I look at the clock and notice it’s already eight o’clock. Time really does fly when we’re together. “I need about twenty-five minutes to get ready,” I tell Julian as I head to my closet to find something to
wear.

“Do you have to work tomorrow, A
lexa?”

“No,” I call to him from inside my closet. “I’m off all wee
kend.”

“Good. Then while you’re in there, you need to pack clothes for the weekend. You’re spending the night at my place tonight, and we’re going to the beach tomorrow. And pack something to go out in tomorrow night too.” He starts rattling off plans like a cruise director. I poke my head outside of my c
loset.

“And if I have other plans?” Like it matters. I’d change them in a heartbeat to spend the weekend with J
ulian.

“Do
you?”

“No, not really.” I quickly wonder to myself if I should be playing a little harder t
o get.

“Then get packing,
m
ujer
.”

“You know you’re really bossy tonight, r
ight?”

“I’m always bossy, Alexa. Get used t
o it.”

I head back into my closet with the biggest smile on my face. The idea of spending the whole weekend with Julian thrills me. At least it does at the moment. Each time we’re together, I feel more at ease, but I was being serious when I told him all of this emotional stuff is overwhelming. I think the part that really excites me is that we’re going to be going out and doing things like a normal couple. Up until this point, we have kept everything pretty much on the DL. I don’t think Julian has been hiding me away, but other than a quick introduction to his brother, I haven’t had any interactions with anybody in his world. I think it would help me believe in the realness of this whole thing if I met some of his fr
iends.

I grab an overnight bag and start packing stuff into it for the weekend. I’m totally an overpacker, so this isn’t easy. After careful thought, I come up with a few outfits and put the pieces in the bag. Of course I put several pairs of shoes in there as well. I can’t leave home without them. For tonight, I change into a tank-style, white-and-orange, tied-died gauzy maxi dress and slip into some Juicy nude, cork wedge platform sandals. Julian gives me the once over and whistles at me when I walk out of the closet. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of him making me feel sexy and desirable. I walk to my dresser and dig out a bikini and a few sets of bras and pa
nties.

“Why don’t you ‘forget’ to pack panties, Lexie? I’d love easier access.” He says it so casually, as if he’s telling me to pick up milk at the store. My whole body clenches at the thought of him just reaching over and putting his hands on me, in the car, in a restaurant, in his bed. I’m starting to feel hot and needy again, and he’s just lying there looking relaxed and unnerved. I try to hide what he can do to me with just a few words and purposely let him see me add another pair of panties to m
y bag.

“Hmph. We don’t all go commando, Julian.” I’m referring to the fact I’ve yet to see Julian in underwear. “You don’t just get to ‘touch me’ whenever you feel like it either.” I say it as seriously as I can, but I’m not sure I pull it off. The fact of the matter is I wish he would never stop touching me. Julian responds to my declaration by getting off the bed, wrapping his arms around me, pulling my dress up around my waist, and pinning me up against the wall. Before I can say a word, his finger is underneath my panties and rubbing gently back and forth over my clit. He’s staring at me intently, waiting for me to argue with the method he’s using to prove me wrong. As if I would, or could, do anything to stop this. Within moments, I’m very wet and very turned on, and it seems I’m not the only one. Julian is hard against my leg, and we both moan as he slowly dips his finger in and out of me. I grab his face in my hands and bring it to mine. We continue to look into each other’s eyes as I trace his beautiful full lips with my tongue. I slip it in just a little, and he meets it with his. He starts working my lips, my tongue, and my mouth with the same skillfulness he’s using on m
y sex.

“You get this wet just thinking about me touching you, don’t you, Lexie?” There is no point denying it, so I just moan a yes into his
mouth.

“
Es lo mismo para mí,
baby. I’ve been hard since the night I met you. You drive me c
razy.”

It is such a turn on to know I have the same effect o
n him.

Julian kisses my neck and then my collarbone and slides down my body until he’s on his knees in front of me. He runs his hand up my calf and puts my leg over his shoulder. He’s holding up my dress with one hand and pulling my panties to the side with the other. I moan loudly and grab his hair when he puts his hot mouth on me. Holy hell! I’m going to have to remember to challenge him more often. He runs his tongue up and down my cleft and over my clit with the perfect amount of pressure, and I’m amazed he already knows exactly the way I need to be touched in order to orgasm. I arch my back and push myself into him. It doesn’t take long for him to have me coming apart in his mouth. My legs start to shake, and I grab my dresser to hold myself up. Julian keeps licking me until the last shudder of my orgasm leaves my body. I have to bring my leg to the floor before I fall. Julian removes his mouth from me but doesn’t say a word. He straightens my panties and stands up in front of me. He kisses me softly on the lips and then leans to whisper in m
y ear.

“Panties or no panties, I’ll touch you whenever I can, Alexa. I can’t help myself. And your body responds so beautifully that I know you’re okay wit
h it.”

“So much for the intermission.” And so much for me not being overwhelmed. My legs are not the only thing shaking. I feel a sensation in my chest, as if my heart is expanding. I would love to believe I’m responding this way to him because I haven’t had regular sex in so long. I tell myself I’m making up for lost time. I tell myself I like sex, and Julian is a great lover so, all of these feelings are just par for the course. I tell myself these powerful orgasms he keeps giving me are messing with my emotions and muddying my thoughts. But deep down, in my soul, I know it’s much more. I feel a craving for him and a need to have him near me. The way my body responds to his touch is unlike anything I’ve felt before, and it scares me almost as much as it turns me on. I shouldn’t be so comfortable with his control over me sexually. But I am. I am because I’m already falling in love with Julian
Bauer.

“Are you complaining?” He teases me with a smile on his face. Unfortunately, I’m not feeling witty anymore. The magnitude of what I feel for this beautiful man standing in front of me hits me like a ton of bricks, and I feel tears spring to my eyes as my heart opens t
o him.

He notices the change in my expression and looks wo
rried.

“What’s wrong, Alexa?” I hear the genuine concern in his
voice.

I dig deep and find a smile for him. I whisper, “Nothing,” and reach out to pull him to me. He wraps his arms around me tightly and holds me close. We stay like that for a few minutes. He doesn’t let go of me until I pull slightly away. He kisses me on the forehead as we sep
arate.

“Let me go finish getting ready. You keep distracting me, and I’m really starving
now.”

“You’re the one who keeps distracting me. Pulling underwear out of a drawer, challenging me, walking around here looking all sexy in your high heels.” Good. Light again. I’m so thankful he doesn’t ask why I just got all emot
ional.