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[Author's Note: Smut incoming.]

The warmth from my blushing face seemed to be spreading. At first it was in my chest, growing with my beating heart, but then it slid lower, down to my stomach, and then lower…

I could feel every inch of his firm body against mine. I couldn't think about anything but the way he tasted. He was everywhere. There was just heat and male and hardness and Julian, Julian, Julian. It felt like he was devouring me.

I wanted him. It was terrifying, but I could feel him against me and I knew Julian wanted me too. Maybe we were going too fast. Maybe this was too much. But I had waited twenty-four lifetimes for Julian to want me. I let myself give in to the heat.

My whole body thrilled under the weight of him. My hands moved down his back, tracing the muscles and the way his back curved to his waist. I stopped at the hem of his shirt, letting the tips of my fingers slip under the thin fabric. I expected his skin to feel hot beneath my touch, but my fingers were just as hot as his skin.

He nudged his leg forward between my legs. My breath hitched in my throat, and I let my hands move fully into his shirt. I pushed it up and my hands moved to trace over the broadness of his chest muscles.

Julian pulled his lips from my mouth and pulled his shirt off over his head. He tossed it aside before leaning back to me.

He trailed his lips along the line of my jaw. I could feel my skin burning under his hot breath. I knew there was a ceiling above me, but I couldn't see it. There was only him and his hands on my skin. Wait… when… I felt his hand sliding my shirt up above my breasts and my face flamed. Before I could utter any words, Julian dipped his head lower and I could feel his breath on my chest.

I didn't so much as hear him groan as feel it. "Alice."

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And then he was cupping my breasts in his hands and his mouth was on-- I let out a gasp. Or maybe it was a moan. I couldn't tell, but it was a raspy sort of sound I couldn't remember ever making before. I shouldn't be making noises like that--

"Don't," I heard him mutter against my skin.

"What?" I managed to get out.

Julian lifted his head and met my confused eyes. "Don't think. Just feel."

Julian's head dropped back to my breasts and I did as he commanded, though I couldn't think very well if I had tried. He was sucking and biting and doing something wonderful with his tongue that left me shaking beneath him. I let my hands roam freely on his skin, loving the feel of him bucking against me when I caressed his chest in the right way.

Julian's knee thrust up between my legs more forcefully. My body shuddered from the sweetness that spread from that spot.

I might have moaned again, but I couldn't tell. My brain was consumed by the feel of him pressing against me in that spot. His lips didn't leave my nipples, moving between one then the other to lick and taste… I couldn't help pushing against his leg and crying out with another gasp.

I felt Julian chuckle against my skin. "You're surprisingly sensitive."

"It's… your fault," I managed to get out under his torturous mouth, "for--Oh!--teasing me."

"Should I give you what you really want, then?" Julian pulled his knee back and one of his hands slid down to between my legs.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. My body quivered under his caressing fingers. What he was doing with his hand made me twist beneath him, my hips straining against his fingers and under the weight of him. I didn't notice his mouth had left my breast and trailed lower until the weight of him was abruptly gone.

He pulled my clothes from my bottom half remarkably fast. Before I could ask the question barely beginning to form, Julian spread my legs wider. I raised my head, dazed, and saw his dark head between my legs.

Julian's lips pressed along the curve of my inner thigh. His tongue trailed closer and closer.

"I wonder how you taste." I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

"Wai-!" I couldn't even finish my word. I let out a gasp.

His tongue was claiming the most private part of me. He didn't even give me time to fully process my embarrassment. I felt myself burning as my back arched. One of Julian's hands gripped my hip even as I tried to squirm away, dragging me against his mouth more firmly. I felt one of his fingers thrust inside me, and the heat that had rapidly been growing burst.