Butterfly Effect

12. Middle Of The Night

As per request, he was no longer situated in the palace.

Jana eyed his reading glasses, shuffling back against the headboard as she joined him on the bed.

"In just a mere week, he has welcomed over eight random women into the guest house," she murmured with disdain, causing Julian to divert his attention from his book towards her. "It is truly repulsive for a man of his age to engage in such promiscuity, wouldn't you agree?" She busily applied lotion onto her arms and legs, ensuring that the sheets did not make contact with her bare body.

A faint smile played on his lips as he chuckled. He gave her an odd glance before returning to his book.

She expected him to agree with her, so when he did the opposite, she found herself taken aback.

"He's single with money secured to his name for life and in his mid thirties. I don't think that's very strange, my dear."

"Oh, so you're saying you would do the same if you were single and not about to get married in a few months?" she sneered.

"Nope. That's definitely not what I said," he mused, brushing off her attitude.

With a narrowed glare, she slapped his bare chest. "Julian!" she whined.

"I never claimed I would do the same, sweet pea. All I'm saying is that I understand why he's occupying himself..." He placed the book on the nightstand, realizing there was no point in continuing to read.

No, he had already placed himself in the danger zone.

"In what? Sex! Is that all you men think about, freaking sex?!"

"Goodness," he grumbled softly. "Had I known that your question demanded such a precise response, I would never have shared my deepest secret with you."

"So, you would lie to me just to please me?"

"I have lied to please you, my love."

Her jaw dropped in shock, but when he began to laugh, she realized he was teasing.

However, to her, the joke held no amusement whatsoever.

She appeared troubled and uneasy. He leaned closer, gently brushing the hair away from her face, and planted a tender kiss on her lips.

The kiss extended and he felt her mouth open and accept his tongue and they kissed sensuously, erotically, as lovers should.

He slipped a hand under the duvet he was in and yanked it off.  Reaching in for her large tits, his hands explored the supple skin.

He massaged the fleshy globes while he kissed her and she moaned into his mouth as his fingers found a big, rubbery nipple and he stroked it and squeezed it between finger and thumb.

They stayed like that for long moments, tasting each other's saliva, exploring teeth and gums with their tongues, his hand on her breasts, her arms around her, stroking the muscles in his upper back.

Moving down the bed, he took one of her nipples in his mouth. It was a darker shade of brown, erect and big, he sucked it in and licked the top.

Her breathing got faster, she twined her fingers in his hair, giving a little gasp as he gently bit down.

He bit down harder and she gave a little squeal and then started writhing her body as his hand traced her toned stomach and slid slowly, tantalizingly slowly, taking the duvet down with him, he veered for her clean-shaven pussy.

As he slobbered and sucked at her nipple, his fingers traced her labia. She shuddered and whimpered when he slid his middle finger into her sopping depths.