EroticReverie

I do as I’m told and go upstairs and shower and when I’m done I put on one of the dresses Julien bought me. 

I choose a red Alexander McQueen gown. It’s a Silk chiffon dress with a draped bodice, front bow detail, V neck, sheer long sleeves and small side cut-out details. It touches the floor and looks so romantic that I consider changing it just because I don’t want Lewis to have the privilege of seeing me in it. But I know Julien will love it , so I keep it on. 

I twist my hair up into a loose chignon and lets small wisps of my hair hang loose to frame my face. I do just a small amount of makeup. Some foundation, powder and blush. Then a winged eyeliner with mascara, and finish off my lips with a red lipstick that matches my gown perfectly. 

I throw on a pair of gold strapped heels and make my way down stairs. 

When I enter the living room I see Lewis sitting on the couch directly in the spot that Julien had just fucked me in and then Julien sitting in the matching one seater chair. Both men have a tumbler of amber liquid and Julien smiles when his eyes go to me.  I give him a small smile back as his eyes keep scanning the dress over and over. 

“Jenna, you remember Mister Lewis” he says and fight my eye roll as the gross bastard looks over his shoulder and gives me slimey smirk. 

I nod politely at him. 

“Yes of course. Hello mister Lewis, welcome to our home” I say wanting to cringe at the fact I have to use any manners what so ever with this man. But I don’t want to make Juliens dealing with the man any harder.  And I figure the more well behaved I am, the less of a chance there is of this fuck ever having to come back here again. 

“Hello” he says and his eyes watch me as I walk over to Julien and sit my ass on the arm of the chair and smooth out my dress. 

“Good to see you again” he says as his eyes fuck me and try to undress me. 

“Likewise” I say with forced smile. 

“That’s quite a dress” he says. 

“Julien has good taste.” I say. 

“That he does” Lewis says in such a way that I know he doesn’t mean Juliens taste in clothing. 

I can hear one of the chefs in the kitchen and wish I really did have poison to put in this mans food. Even if it was just a laxative or something harmless. His stare was making my skin crawl and I feel Juliens hand on my hip and let my jaw relax and don’t even realize until it does that I was clenching it so hard. 

“I’ve thought about you and your little friend quite a bit.” He smirks. 

He means Farrah , and our little show on the boat. 

“We’re not here to talk about that.” Julien says and I see Lewis look at him. 

“I know that.” Lewis says. 

“However , it’s hard not to mention it. Hard not to get hard just thinking about it.” Lewis says and licks his lips at me. 

I’m seconds away from losing my temper. Seconds away from taking my heel of and putting the heel straight in his eye. 

“You’ll be respectful to Jenna in our home Lewis.” Julien warns him. 

Lewis let’s put a partial laugh. 

“I’m just showing my appreciation for your friend Julien.” Lewis says. 

“Girl friend.” Julien corrects him and Lewis waves a dismissive hand. 

“To land Julien , you must have quite the golden snatch.” Lewis says and I take a deep breath. 

“Lewis. If you make another comment that makes me or my girlfriend uncomfortable ,I’ll ask you to leave.” Julien says. 

Lewis gives an annoyed huff and must realize Julien isn’t going to offer another show to keep his deal running smoothly with him. 

“My apologies , you’ll understand my confusion when you paraded her as a whore on your yacht for us.” Lewis says and I go to move but Julien's hand slips around me and hold me to the arm of the chair. 

“Mister Lewis” Julien warns. 

“Yes. Well. Again. My apologies for the confusion.” He says and I push up and leave the room. 

“Excuse me” I hear Julien say and hear his footsteps follow me as I walk through the lower level and to the bathroom and the second I close the door it reopens and I spin and glare at Julien. 

“Baby” he says and I shake my head. 

“Don’t you fucking baby me” I point a finger at him. 

“I’m not sitting through another second with that man unless you want him dead” I hiss. 

Julien grins. 

“It’s not funny Julien” I say. 

“You should have never given him what you did on that boat.” I say and he licks his lips. 

“You look so beautiful” he says and I open my mouth to say something and then shut it. 

“Shut up and stop looking at me like that” I say and he smiles slowly as he keeps admiring me in the dress. 

“Price. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen and there’s no way I can stop looking at you like this.” He says and I huff and glare at him. 

“You think you can just say sweet things and make me calm down?” I ask and cross my arms and he nods. 

“Fuck you” I snip. 

He smiles wider. 

“Youre so sexy when you’re mad” he says and I scowl , but it doesnt stop him and he steps forward. His hands coming to my sides where the cut out details are on the dress and I sigh at the contact of his hands on my skin.  

“You don’t have to sit through dinner if you don’t want to” he says and that surprises me and I look up at him. 

“Just. Send him away. I want to eat dinner with you.” I say. 

“I can’t , you know I can’t” he says and then his hands are pushing me back into the bathroom counter and then his hands are lifting my dress and I bite my lip and he smirks when I reach for his pants. 

I look up at him and he nods. I bite my lip with a smile and quickly undo his belt and unzip him and take his cock out. 

“No panties Miss Price?” He asks when he lifts the silk chiffon high enough to see me bare for him and I shake my head. 

“Come here gorgeous” he says and grabs my hips and scoots me to the edge of the sink and I spread my legs as I stroke his cock. 

I look down between us and guide him towards me and he pushes inside of me carefully. 

I gasp and then move my hand and put both on the counter as he holds my dress up while grabbing at my waist and thrusts into me. 

“Julien” I moan his name. 

“You look so good in this dress Jenna” he says and he thrusts into me again and I groan at how fucking good he always feels. 

“I can’t keep my fucking hands off you, and he’s right. This is pussy is gold” he says and I moan. 

I wrap my one arm around him the other at his side as I lift my legs around him and he starts to fuck me faster. 

“You drive my cock crazy baby” he groans and fucks me harder , making me whimper and moan with each thrust and I pant looking up at him. 

“I want to cum all over you in this fucking dress” he groans. 

“But I like this dress” I say and give a little pout.  Julien loved cumming on the expensive gowns and clothes he bought. Leaving cum stains on thousands and thousands dollars worth of clothing. 

“Mmm I do too” he says. 

“Just cum in my pussy” I say. 

He grins. “No” 

I whimper as he keeps fucking me and I grab his mouth with my own and bite his lower lip. 

“You ruin this dress and I won’t fuck you anymore” I say. 

He laughs slightly. 

“That’s cute Jenna.” He says knowing I can’t keep away from him anymore than he can with me. 

“You think your cunt can go more than a few hours without my cock inside it?” He taunts. 

“Test me and find out” I growl. 

He laughs and kisses me and then we both shut up as he keeps fucking me. 

His cock makes me so full, and it’s slides in and out of my damp pussy with ease as I drip for him. My pussy soaking his cock as he groans into my mouth as I smear lipstick all over both of our mouths. 

“Julien” I moan his name as I get closer and closer to cumming. 

“Your little pussy loves this cock doesn’t it baby?” He asks and I whimper and nod. 

“You poor thing, you wanna cum for me?” He asks and I nod. He grins and kisses me. 

“Maybe later” he says and my jaw drops when he slides out of me , leaving me so empty that I want to cry. 

“Julien!” I yell at him and he laughs and pulls me off the counter and pushes me to my knees , his hands slides into hair and the updo, messing it up as he grips my hair and brings my mouth to his cock. 

“Drink up Jenna” he groans as I willingly open my mouth and take him in and I moan around his cock as he fucks my mouth and my throat. 

I choke as his cock thrusts against the back of my throat. And I grab his thighs from behind as I pull my mouth onto him harder and faster. 

He groans. 

“You are such a good little whore” he says and strokes my hair. “Just like that baby, let me cum down that fucking throat”

I moan louder on his cock. The sound of my throat being fucked filling the large bathroom as he grips my hair harder and pounds his cock into my throat and I grip his thighs harder. 

There’s nothing I love more than Julien and his cock. I find myself falling in love with him even more everytime it’s inside me, everytime it demands more from me.  I loved watching him and hearing him get off for me. I felt like there’s nothing else in this world that I was born to do more than to please this man. 

He holds my head as his shoves his cock into my throat and spills his load. I can’t even taste it , I can only feel it as it hits my throat and slides down and I moan as I look up at him and  he grunts as his hips jerk and I take the last of it and he curses as he stills and his cock throbs in my throat. 

I gasp and breathe heavily when he pulls out and his cock leaves my mouth a mess, drooling and panting.  I lick my lips as I I swallow tasting the smallest hint of his cum. 

“You are so fucking precious to me” he says and touches the side of my face. 

Only Julien would say something sweet after fucking my throat like it was a flesh light. 

He helps me from the floor and grabs my face and kisses me and his tongue is possessive as it claims mine and his hands are holding my face so firmly as he kisses me passionately. 

“Marry me” he groans. 

My heart skips and I push back and his eyes are heavy and lidded with lust as he looks at me. 

“You did not just propose to me after fucking my throat” I say. 

A lazy smile crosses his face. 

“I did” he says. 

“Then no. My answer is no” I say and he chuckles. 

“Not romantic enough?” He teases and I roll my eyes. 

“You’re such a bastard” I say and he laughs. 

“You WILL marry me. So just say yes” he says. 

“Julien!” I slap his chest. 

“You need a big grand gesture babe?” He asks and pulls me back to him. 

“No! I just don’t want to ever be proposed to because a man just had a good time fucking my mouth !” I yell. 

He smirks and pulls me into a kiss. 

“But I want to marry this mouth” he says. 

“Fuck you. You’re ridiculous” I say and he smiles against my lips. 

“Say yes” he demands. 

“No!” I say and push him. 

He laughs and I watch him shaking my head as he puts his dick away and then steps forward and smiles at me. 

“So I should ask again later? How long should I wait after fucking your mouth before I ask?” He asks. 

I shake my head. 

“You didn’t even ask first of all. You demanded it.” I say. 

“Second , my answer would still be no even if you hadn’t just fucked my mouth.” 

He frowns. 

“Julien, we’ve only been dating a month” I say. 

“So fucking what? I wanted you the second I saw you in that fucking meeting. You’re mine. And I want everyone to fucking know it.” He says. 

“Third your proposal skills are not romantic whatsoever and severely lacking” I say and he grins. 

“So you DO need a grand gesture?” He teases. 

I slap his chest. 

“Fuck off” I say and he laughs and grabs me and wraps his arms around me. 

“Fine baby. I’ll give you the grand gesture.  What do you need? Want it written in the sky?” He asks and kisses my neck. 

“Want me to put it on the screen at a baseball game?” He asks. 

“Ew. No” I say and he laughs. 

“Want me to spell it out with my tongue on that clit?” He whispers against my neck. 

“That’s the best option so far” I joke and he laughs. 

I hadn’t even told him I loved him yet , but Julien wanted to fucking lock me down and I couldn’t even tell if he was truly serious anyways. 

“I love you Price” he whispers in my ear. 

“Nobody else can have you” he says and his hands rub up and down my back as he pecks at my neck softly with his lips. 

“I want a ring on your finger, and you in a pretty white dress promising yourself to me in front of our friends and family” he says and I bite my lip. 

“I want you to be mine” he says and his hands push down and grab my ass 

“I’m already yours” I say as my cunt aches for him. 

“Just fucking marry me baby” he says and I whimper as his tongue slips over my skin and makes my entire body hum. 

“I want to own you, I want you to own me” he groans. 

“We already do” I tell him and he growls. 

“Quit being difficult” he slaps my ass. 

“Quit being an ass” I say and he bites my neck. 

He grabs my face gently and looks at me , and his eyes make my fucking heart skip a beat. 

“I’m not saying yes Julien. This is like the most inappropriate time to try to get me to say yes” I say.  

“This isn’t how I want to be asked.  Especially not when Lewis is in the other room. And…I’m not ready” I say honestly. 

“What are you so scared of?” He asks.  

I push his hands from my face lightly and look at him. 

“We’re not talking about this right now Julien” I say. 

His lips tighten. 

“Don’t scowl at me. You’re being a bastard” I say and he just steps back. 

“Right.” He says and adjusts his shirt and then his tie without looking at me. 

“Julien” I say his name with a small plea in my voice cause I can tell he’s angry. 

“You can’t be mad about this!” I say and he glares at me. 

“I’ll see you when I’m done with dinner.” He says. 

“Julien” I say his name again and he walks out , leaving me in the bathroom. 

Part of me feels bad , but the other part of me just wants to slap him.  Did he truly think I’d say yes? I mean. Did I want to marry him? Yes. I fucking did.  I wanted the bastard to claim me in every way. But I was still getting used to us and I didn’t know if I could be the stay at home wife.  I wanted to work again. I didn’t want to sit here day in and day out just waiting for him. And currently. That’s what he wanted. He wanted to take care of me. Which was sweet. But wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted to be able to take care of myself too. 

I couldn’t imagine wanting anyone as much as I wanted him, but being practical , I was scared, and there was so much we’d need to know and talk about before I’d ever say yes to him. If this was a movie or a fairytale I’d have squealed with joy and told him yes. But this wasn’t that. And I was honesty pissed he even tried to make me agree while that cunt was sitting in the living room. 

I leave the bathroom and go upstairs to his room. 

I take off the dress and slip into sweatpants and a sweatshirt and just lay in bed and think. 

This was too fast. All of it.  I’d fallen for him hard and was letting him make me into what he wanted. Not what I wanted.  I let him move me in here. Let him spoil me.  

I change again, into jeans instead of sweats and put some sneakers on. I pull my hair up into a ponytail and then quietly , I sneak out of Julien's home.