Prologue

PROLOGUE

(RT, PG 18+)

10:15 PM NEW YORK CITY,

The moonlight slipped through the darkness and the light curtains swayed from the soft caress of the cool evening wind.

This serenity was immediately destroyed by an angry shove of the door. The room's door was going open and a slender woman stormed in, even the slight darkness of the room did not dare to hide her annoyance. Following behind her was a tall man with the poise and carriage of a royal, but the creases in his brows brought the darkness of the room to shame because there was nothing darker or stormier than that of his dark irises.

"Tess." His voice was low and calm as he approached her. She paid no hide to him and began taking off her jewelry with relative ease.

"Tessa." He tilted his head and watched her animatedly.

"Julian, I want to be left alone right now, please." Her last word came as a soft plea.

His features softened and he heaved a sigh, "Tessa, you are jealous."

Tessa stopped in her tracks. The darkness hid the blush that spread across her face but she once again resumed her movement, "I don't know what you are talking about."

She walked to the windows and pulled them open, letting the ray of the moonlight greedily rush in. The night was indeed beautiful as she looked on at the stars.

Julian walked towards her and placed his hands on her shoulders albeit so gently.

"Julian, I'm tired." Tessa didn't turn back and the sky seemed like a better distraction for her.

Julian lowered his head to her shoulder and planted a feathery and soft kiss on it. This caused Tessa to stiffen.

"You. Are. The. Only. One. I. Want." He kissed different spots of her shoulders as he spoke, his soft kisses traveling down her back.

Tessa dragged in a sharp breath. She did not want to budge but if he continued like this, she knew it wasn't going to be long till she went under.

His hands wandered down to the zipper of her dress and slowly unzipped her dress.

Her head was fuzzy, she hated that he made her so speechless, that he was so irresistible, that his hands just managed to do wonders in her body without even trying.

His hot breath fanned against her neck and his hands slowly pushed her dress down. The dress wasn't even putting up a fight as it slid down her body with ease.

"I'll make it up to you." He whispered into her ears and she could only bite her lips to hold back the moan that threatened to escape her lips.

She was meant to be angry! To stand on business!

Julian traced his hand down her skin, ghosting along the surface of her back with practiced ease. Tessa tried to focus on her rage and channel all her emotions to this cause but the sweet and tingly sensation running down the slope of her curves was not helping.

She tried to focus on everything and anything outside the window but the heat emanating from Julian was all-consuming.

She was conscious of the obvious fact that as her dress pulled down at her feet, she was only left with her lingerie. He grazed his lips upward and whispered her name.

The way he said her name. It always did things to her, it was like a soft prayer, a yearning, a plea, an adoration in just a whisper. It did things to her and he sure as hell knew the impact of his voice and his touch on her, she hated that he knew what he did to her.

His hands slowly unhooked her fancy bra letting it fall to the ground with ease, and he immediately cupped her bouncing mounds into his palms eliciting a moan from her throat. She hadn't intended that.

She bit her lips but the moment his hands massaged her nipples, she gave up all resolve and watched them disappear from the window like they were never there.

"I want you, Tessa, only you." She could hear his breath becoming heavier with every second. The way he dragged in his breath every time he saw her without clothes like he never got used to it, like it was the most beautiful thing he ever saw, like it was new every morning, but they both knew...this was nothing deep. They were only sexually attracted to each other. He was only sexually attracted to her.

She burned it in her skull as a reminder. She wanted to believe she was also JUST sexually attracted to him and nothing more.

His big hands massaged her mounds expertly, flickering her tits which hardened without her permission, and when he pinched them, she moaned out his name,

"Julian."

He hummed. She knew that he was confident, very much so, that she wouldn't last longer. Oh, she wished she could, just to spite him.

"I hate you." Her voice came out as barely a whisper, it barely hid the desires she tried to mask.

"Are you sure about that?" His voice was rich, husky, and dark. He grabbed her waist and slowly, he turned her to face him, "Hmm? Are you?"

His face had a soft adoration but his lips had away the smugness that was etched in his bones, the confidence she liked the most and hated still. That was not the most infuriating; what infuriated her the most was how he could look her in the eyes like she was the only one in his world like he would rather be lost in her eyes than in any other place, like she was the most beautiful creature he ever knew. Damn him for it!

She knew she didn't hate him, she knew it was just the contrary, and that was not supposed to be, it was not what they agreed on. No strings attached! She had been the one to instigate it in the first place. Now look how the mighty had fallen head over heels.

She grabbed him by his collar, pulling him in, and his head towering over her, her eyes burning with emotions that spilled out, "I want you to fuck my brain out." Her voice was strong and steady.

"Oh yeah?" He smiled down at her, a naughty look gliding through his eyes.

"Now." She ordered.

"Feisty." He drawled, his eyes lazily bearing down on her, "If you wanted it, you should have just..."

She tipped to her toes and stretched her legs, grabbing his lips into hers.

She wanted to get rid of the rage boiling in her chest, now while he was the one who made her feel that way, he was the only one who could get rid of it.

Julian groaned against her mouth, grabbing her waist closer to him and taking full control of her lips. His hands roamed like a feather around her tits and he gave them a tight squeeze sending a moan of pleasure through her lips. Her hand roamed around the hard lines of body beneath his shirt and she began to idly undo his buttons.

She grabbed his belt with the sense of urgency in her blood but he stopped her and pulled away, "Tessa, slow down, you'd choke on your meal."

Tessa's eyes burned with frustration but before she could complain, he bent down, grabbed her tits into his mouth, and boldly slid his hand into her panties making her words melt away in an instant,

His hand worked its way to her clit,

"I see you are already wet for the taking, Tessa. I haven't even done a thing." He drew in a breath, his cock throbbing in his pants

He rubbed her swollen clit and Tessa leaned cowardly when he slipped a finger into her core. He slid his free arm under her thighs and lifted her effortlessly and nibbled on her tits while carrying her over to the bed.

He slowly laid her down and slid the finger out and slipped it into his mouth, and he moaned, "You are so sweet."

And she let out a frustrated groan, "You talk too much."

"Such an angry bird." He teased me.

He slid his first finger into her core and then the second one, making her gasp and squirm.

"Fuck! So tight." He groaned.

Tessa bit her lips so hard when his other hand flicked her clit but she couldn't hold for long when his third finger twirled into her core. She arched her back and let out a low moan.

Julian pulled her into a kiss and increased his hand pace inside her, rubbing her clit and fucking her faster.

Tessa closed her eyes and gasped in pleasure when he hit her repeatedly. She arched further and ground her hips to his hands, "Har...der..." She let out a quivering cry against his lips.

"Calm down princess, we aren't done are we?" Julian smirked. He slid out his fingers and spread her legs apart, and leaned down to her core, his tongue drawing a fine line grazing her clit and working its way down.

Tessa knew the game he was playing, he wanted her to beg, he wanted her to be frustrated, he knew she was impatient and he was taking it so slowly, but she couldn't complain, not when her abdomen tightened and her walls were begging to release.

She threaded her hand into his hair and bucked her hips against him.

God! He was so good!

"I'm about cum." Her voice quivered and a cry of pleasure drowns her voice. His tongue worked even harder while his right hand played with her breasts and his other hand played around with her clit, flicking and rubbing till she felt herself reach the peak of pleasure.

"Julian, I want to—"

"Shhh" He rose his head, licking his lips which were dripping with her juice, she didn't know how he undid his belt so quickly but she felt his fat long cock slide into her and she drew a surprised breath.

She lifted her hips to meet the impaling thrust of his cock letting out a frustrated groan. He was too slow! He was teasing her.

She squirmed and let out a small cry, accommodating his full length. She felt him expand inside her and with slow thrusts he resumed slamming her, their desires merging as one and his pace faster with each pace.

Each thrust drove deeper and deeper, driving her to the edge of her sanity. She dug her fingers into his back through his cloth and arched her back,

"Tess, you are so tight." Julian breathed. He let out a growl and took her lips into his. Tessa ground herself against him and matched his pace, returning his kiss with fervor.

She let out a whimper as he rolled her mounds, still slamming his length into her till her mind was blank, she could feel herself tethered. She could feel warm liquids approaching, it was long overdue,

"Come for me, Tess, I want you to come for me." His low and raspy voice brushed against her neck and just on cue, her walls tightened around his cock. Her body trembled and her juice spilled down as she climaxed and with a wave, Julian climaxed too.

He kissed her shoulders which heaved up and down as she panted.

"Still jealous?" His voice rumbled into her ears. He gently picked her up, flipping their position and sitting on the bed instead, letting her ride him. She shook her head. The dim light from the sky cascaded on both of them.

"That was boring." She said, finally finding her voice, "This has to be the most boring sex we've had."

"Oh, yeah?" Julian's voice was dangerously low and dark, she could see the mischievous glint in his eyes and she could feel his member poke at her entrance even larger than before.

She knew she played with fire.