CHAPTER 73: SUCK MY DICK

Catherine’s POV

When Julian said we should go inside, my hopes crumbled because I actually thought he was still trying to control himself from doing things with me but when his voice came again, "Don’t worry, Wildcat, this car is a bit too uncomfortable for all I wanna do to you," I let out a breath.

After he drove into the mansion, we got out of the car and slid into the house. Once inside, his hand gripped my wrist, and he pulled me close. "Your room or mine?"

Huh? For a second the question confused me.

I was trying to process the question when he added another option. "Or maybe the kitchen, just like the last time."

The kitchen would be the perfect spot for our forbidden atrocity but the thought of how Lucy interrupted us the last time crashed into my head, so I immediately declined. "No. My room is better."

He tapped my nose and said Okay, before holding my hand and leading me upstairs. We walked cautiously to avoid waking anyone up and when we got into my room, Julian bolted the door.

I moved over to my bed and sat there, suddenly feeling shy and unsure of what to do. He stood a few steps away from me, staring at me like he was either expecting me to say something or make a move.

"You seem shy. Having second thoughts?" His voice came out low, as he took slow steps toward me. I didn’t answer because I didn’t even know what to say.

He got into bed and sat beside me.

There was a brief silence till he spoke again. "You clothes are wet.... take them off or you will catch a cold."

Without a word, I stood and took my hoodie off. I was left in my singlet and shorts. When I turned to him, his eyes remained on me.

By taking my clothes off, did he actually meant taking everything off?

He nodded his head... like he could read my mind and I took it as an answer. I took the shorts off first, before rolling the singlet up and above my head, leaving me in my g-string panties.

I noticed how Julian swallowing hard.

"Gosh... Catherine. You are so fucking attractive," he muttered and I muttered back a "thank you", before nervously moving to my dressing table.

I turned to the mirror, and watched him from there. "Your clothes are soaked too."

He stood up. "Do you want me to take them off?"

My toes curled up and my lips drew to a thin line, my tongue subconsciously counting my teeth from within.

"Won’t you answer me?" His voice came again. I turned to him and nodded, before quickly turning back to the mirror.

At once, he drew his shirt over his head, then he undid his belt, unbuttoned his trousers and let it fall.

Damn! We were both ALMOST naked. What was next?

He began to walk towards me and only stopped when his chest and stomach pressed against my back and his lips found my neck.

A gasp escaped my lips, when he started sucking my neck. From a single gasp to a series of moans.

"Do you have any fantasies?"

"Fantasies?" I repeated out of curiosity.

He lifted his head and his hand moved to my stomach. "Yes. Maybe thoughts about how you want to be pleased? Things you want a guy to do to you in bed. Dreams of how you’ve always wanted your first time to be."

All my life... until I met Julian, of course... I had always thought I would die a virgin. I used to have a difficult time finding boys attractive, at a point, I even considered myself a lesbian. So no, I never really had fantasies or dreamt of having my first time.

Instead of replying with words, I just shook my head.

He chuckled, his fingers roaming around my belly button. "Well... I have fantasies."

I didn’t know how but my tongue suddenly found itself. "And you’ve probably ticked off every one of them with the girls you’ve been with."

That made him chuckle again, he turned me around and raised my chin. "I love it when you sound this jealous."

But I didn’t lie. He must have fulfilled all his fantasies with different girls.

I took his hand off my face and moved away from him, returning to the bed, noticing the scars on his back... again.

"Catherine? You don’t have to feel jealous," he paused. "I will tell you a secret I’ve never really told anyone," that made me raise my head in curiosity.

He walked over to me and squatted, taking my hands in his. "Catherine, you may find this hard to believe but I’m a virgin too... I’ve not had sex before."

I scoffed... no, not scoffed, I laughed. Was he really expecting me to believe that?

"You don’t have to lie about being a virgin to make me feel better, Julian."

"I’m not lying. I’ve not had sex before. I’ve always wanted my first time to be with a woman who is special to me, a woman that I wouldn’t have to ghost or break her heart after we’ve fuc..."

I cut him off. "What about Sasha? You dated her, so she was special to you."

"My relationship with Sasha lasted for a short time. I only dated her because she asked me out but we never had sex, even though she always demanded it. You know the rest. I broke up with her after I daughter her in bed with Collins."

His words seemed true, the look in his eyes was genuine too but I still found it hard to believe that a guy as hot, as handsome, and as irresistible as Julian... was a virgin.

"And Lucy?"

He let out a low laugh. "You’ve always had your misconceptions about Lucy and me but trust me, we’ve never even shared a kiss. I don’t know if you are aware that my father sent me to rehab some years ago but that was where I met Lucy. I was down, depressed, and devastated, she helped me through it and since then we’ve had a brother-sister kinda relationship."

My eyes opened wide a bit. So this was his relationship with that cunning bitch and yet, she acted like Julian was her fuck buddy.

"Can I suck them?"

Suck them? What was he talking about? The question confused me for a second until I realized he was looking at my boobs.

I sucked my lower lip, nervous- a bit. "Yes."

He knelt upright, separated my legs, and moved in between them. A chill ran through my body the very moment his tongue touched my nipple.

His hand wrapped around the left one while he sucked the right one.

I moaned and grabbed the bedsheet with one hand. Gosh! This felt so unreal. My stepbrother in my room, sucking my boobs.

He took his mouth off the right boob and moved to the left one. It made my legs, which were resting on my toes, feel too weak.

I quickly grabbed his shoulder for support. He pulled his head back and looked at me with raw fire in his eyes. "Wildcat, I’m so hard. I need you to help me out."

Help out? How?

Even without knowing how, I was ready to do whatever he wanted. He stood up and pulled down his boxer, his cock flying out. It was so big.

As a virgin, I didn’t know much but I sure as hell, have heard a thing or two about a guy’s dick, so I could tell that what Julian possessed was exactly the size that ladies liked.

I swallowed when he walked to my front and stopped by a tiny inch. "Go on," his hoarse voice came.

Still uncertain, I raised my hand and held it, thinking that he probably wanted me to feel the size.

I held unto it for a few more seconds until Julian let out a laugh.

Shit! Did I do it wrong?!

"If you keep holding it like that, this dick will go down."

I shot him an innocent look. "So- - sorry, I don’t really know what to do."

"Not so wild, huh?"

I lowered my head in shame but he tilted up again. "All you have to do is put it in your mouth and suck it the way I sucked your boobs."

I blinked slowly, as though my brain needed a reboot, then I swallowed in a sharp breath.

Would this big dick fit into my mouth?

"Julian... I don’t really know how to do this and I don’t want to ruin it either."

His hand found my face, his fingers brushing against my lips. "Don’t worry, I’ll lead you."

With a nod, I sat out and he came closer. My lips spread apart as he pushed it in, then his hands grabbed both sides of my head. He began to push in and out and soon, I knew what to do.

Sucking a dick wasn’t as hard as I expected. It actually felt like licking a lollipop.