Discovered (10 page)

JULIEN

I had just arrived at Emily’s job when I spotted her in a car with some Backstreet Boy wannabe, holding her hand against his chest. Frozen, I watched as he seemingly pleaded with her.
Who was this man? And how could Emily be upset with me when she herself apparently had a boyfriend?

A pain surged within me when she
fled the car in attempt to call after him and when she broke into tears, anger streamed from my pores.
Was this the same woman who accosted me verbally for having a wife? Unwilling to listen to me and stormed out of my home, refusing to speak to me?

I had spent the entire afternoon calling my contacts in the restaurant industry and finally found out where she worked. Practicing in my head the whole way
over what I would say to her as I handed her two dozen long stemmed roses. All of this to find that she had been dishonest herself, making me feel… what is this I was feeling?

I wasn’t the jealous type so that couldn’t be it, I was sure. Jealousy
was for insecure men; men who were lacking and I knew that I was definitely not one of those men, but the feeling coursing through my body was foreign to me and I didn’t like it.
Mince!
Dang!

I wanted to scream, yell, drive away and forget all about her
and her silly looking boyfriend, but I couldn’t. There was something that made me possessive of her; something inside of me that called out for her. She was mine!

“A boyfriend I assume!”
was all I could muster to say through my clenched jaw once I reached her, my heart pounding roughly against my chest, drowning out all the noise around me. How could she do this to me? Did we not have something special? This woman… she had somehow gotten to me, weakened me and brought out a side of me that I didn’t know existed. I wanted to yell at her and hold her all at once, taking her from the possibility of being with this other man and keeping her all to myself. Showing her what she had reduced me to and punishing her with the growing boner in my pants, which stood at attention as if saluting its master. A slave, she had made me her slave.

“What are you doing here Julien?”
she asked when she spun around and then bolted past me towards the car.

Maddened by anger, I reached for her arm and pulled her to my arms, holding her in place as my eyes burned through her
. “Who was that man Emily?” I demanded, my anger only growing with every passing second.

She looked up at me, eyes still red from fresh fallen tears
, but no words came out. Instead she finished me off without so much as opening her mouth. She pulled me into a hug and held on, my body instantly coming undone by her embrace.
You drive me mad woman…

Anger now
somewhat deflated, I relished the feel of her warm skin against me. Her breasts were pressed firmly against my chest and I could even feel her hardened nipples through the light material of her blouse. My face somehow found its way to the crook of her neck, nose smothered by the sweet enticement of her perfume. Her hair was dancing in the wind softly and time and space disappeared.

Mine, she was mine.
Mon amour
.

EMILY

I wasn’t sure what happened exactly, but when Julien pulled me into his arms, roughly and with jealousy, I… pulled him in. I didn’t know how to explain the need I had for him at that moment but I knew that I did in fact need him. I wanted to bury all of the emotions I had been feeling, replacing them with one specific need; a need I knew only he could fulfill.
Was that selfish?

“Follow me to my house,” I finally said
, not asking but commanding, breaking the tenderness of the moment. This was no time for tender. I needed rough, hot and steamy, that was all.

He didn’t say a word
, but the soft and defeated look in his stunning gold-grey, piercing eyes, quickly changed to determined desire when he pulled away from our embrace, scanning my body lustfully. I backed away slowly, giving him more time to admire, watching as he took a long hard swallow. He was hungry and so was I.

When I got into
my car, he moved swiftly to his and two seconds later we peeled off into traffic. I could feel my body yearning for his touch for the entire ride, my panties wet in anticipation; memories of our night together causing my nub to pulsate in need, pure animalistic need.

It was true that I hadn’t
processed all that Charlette,
his wife
, had said. I was still upset that he hadn’t confessed his unique situation during our intimate conversation that night but right now my head was turned off to everything but the throbbing between my legs. I needed a release, an escape from wives and ex-boyfriends; from life itself. The minute that we parked the cars in front of my apartment complex, I considered that Julien had probably never stepped foot in a neighborhood like mine. It wasn’t the absolute worst but it definitely was far from the mansion that he lived in.

I exited the car and walked over to him, grabbing him by his silk blue tie and led him to my door. As we entered, Julien, a little predictably, was
all over me, tugging and pulling, kneading my skin with his strong hands. We were still tangled together, his lips devouring mine, as he kicked the door shut.
Oh how I missed you!

R
eluctantly, I pulled away, prying his greedy hands away, and pulling on his tie as I led him into my bedroom. I could feel his intense eyes probing me from behind.
Yes, Julien… this was now my show, I’m in charge
, I told myself. That first night he was the one who conquered my body but tonight I would seek my revenge on him, exploring him completely.

I brought him to the side of the bed, pulling
on him so that his face was inches from mine. I brushed my lips lightly against his as I said, “Don’t move.”

I slid my body onto the
queen sized bed, facing him. I loved the animalistic and passionate desire in his eyes as he watched me.

“Slowly take off you
r clothes Julien,” I commanded.

He groaned softly as he did as he was
told. He unzipped and dropped his pants, letting them fall to his feet. His erection sprung out from the confines of his boxers, engorged and ready for attention; and oh what a delightful sight it was! Built perfectly it was long and thick, jerking eagerly as I looked him over. Each time it twitched, my mouth watered at the thought of taking him into my hungry mouth.  He removed his pinstriped navy jacket and tossed it aside before finally taking off his shirt and tie, standing completely nude before me. The sight of him melted my insides and a flow of liquid oozed freely between my legs.

“Do you want me Julien?” I asked as I
moved closer to the edge of the bed. I watched as his breathing increased, his eyes barely open, but still intense with greedy, lusty desire. The unhinged animalistic man, that had taken me so roughly before, was near the surface and burning to take control but I was not ready to let him take over just yet. Slowly I undressed, leisurely unbuttoning my shirt and slipping my skirt off. I made sure to linger longer than usual, watching as his breath caught in his throat each time an article of my clothing was removed.

“Emily…” he groaned
as my bra came off, almost sounding like he was in pain. I left my thong panties on just to extend his torment. He had to wait just a little longer for that. This was definitely my show now and I wanted to take full advantage.

“You didn’t answer my question Julien,” I
teased as I nested my legs in between his, inching closer and closer to his engorged thick erection and taking him into my hand. My eyes never left his.

He hissed
in agony. “Yes I want you
Mon chaton,
my kitten. Why must you torture me so?” he said as his eyes closed tightly, tilting his head back. I knew that men like Julien weren’t used to relinquishing power to their women. He was the dominator, but not tonight. Tonight, he would submit first and maybe, just maybe, I would restore the balance of power.

My hands
were still on him as I stroked his manhood softly; inching closer, my mouth hovered over him, allowing my hot breath to caress his mushroomed head, causing him to let out a deep, guttural groan.

“How much Julien? How much do you want me baby?” I asked while looking up at him
through my lashes. Before he could open his mouth to answer, my lips took him whole. My tongue massaging him with purpose as his body went rigid in agony and pleasure
. Oh how I missed him
, I thought again.

Slowly I worked him,
sucking, and licking; taking him deeper and deeper as his hands found their way to my hair, and guided me down his thick, lovely shaft. His sharp indrawn breath pleased me as I took him in all the way. I knew he was close because a small squirt of liquid caressed my tongue, letting me know I had to stop. I pulled away, letting out a popping sound from the release of suction.

“Don’t,” he
cried out, wanting for more.

“Ah, patience
Mon amour
,” I giggled as I recalled him saying those same words to me when I whimpered for more from him. I felt powerful, sexy and I loved it!

Realizing my chosen phrase, his lips curled up, “Mean, mean w
oman you are Emily…” he teased.

Slowly I turned over onto all fours. I liked the obedient Julien but it was time to
summon the primal animal within him and I knew just what would do the trick. I perked my ass up in the air, giving him a lovely view, my mound wet and dripping with excitement.
Come for me Julien, let that animal out.

He gro
aned and slowly walked up to me, attempting to grab me, but I moved away, “Tsk, tsk, tsk… Didn’t I tell you not to move,” I said, my face turned to him with my ass still in the air. “You don’t want to get punished, do you?” I scowled playfully.

To my surprise,
he stepped back, although I could see I was testing his patience. It wouldn’t be long before that primal animal inside of him came rushing to the surface, commanding its power back and taking me just the way it had before. I had just a few more minutes so I had to make it count. Determined, I brought my hand to my mound, caressing my nub as he watched, with his chest flaring up and down, and his eyes seemingly mesmerized.

“Tell me Julien, do you like what I’m doing?” I asked,
half teasing but fully aroused.

He grunted, “Ah huh…” his eyes
were fixated on my swollen mound as I teased my aching nub.

It was now or never. I slid my finger through my silken folds, feeling my body clench around it, moaning in enjoyment and felt
him itching to move closer but halting. I pulled my finger out of me and brought it to my mouth, licking it painfully slow, and tasting my sweet essence.
Bingo!