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Eloise

I agreed to marry Julian, he was the love of my life and with everything that was happening with my grandmother, I started to see with some clarity that there was only one life, that we slept well one day and the next we could, perhaps , if you want to wake up. I no longer needed to dwell on obstacles when I could fulfill all my dreams by being married to the man of my life.

Julian got up from the floor and kissed my lips tenderly putting a beautiful ring on my finger, our faces were wet with tears of emotion, around us the few people who were eating there clapped their hands and congratulated us with sincere smiles and emotional expressions .

"For a second I thought I wasn't going to accept it, but I asked anyway." He confessed and shrugged.

"Oh yeah? What if I didn't accept it?" I teased him by smiling.

"You have no idea what I would do?" he asked with a malicious look. Julian couldn't look at me like that, it was cowardly for a look to be able to set me on fire.

"Uhm…" I intended to ponder for a moment. "I don't know, what would you do?"

"I would take you into that car out front, see?" He showed me his car parked a little way in front of the hospital and I nodded. "I would put your panties aside, and I would eat you very hard, until I left you more roasted than you already are, you would see that only I can make you come several times, that only I can make you delirious and eat you the way you want. likes it. Because you, my love, are a bitch." Next thing I knew I was already biting my lips and feeling my face burn, in the middle of my thighs I already felt the moisture pulsate.

"And what else?" I whispered, intensely interested in his punishment.

"You would realize that you only want me, that it's my hands roaming your body that you crave, when the night you wake up wanting my cock inside you, only I can solve your problem, that I am able to let you la roca de so much moaning But, the important thing of all, that I am the man of your life, one and only, and that I love you so much, so much, that you wouldn't be able to leave me without that love, without having you like Mrs. Esguerra, of sleeping every night feeling your delicious body next to mine, and that only I, my love, can give you everything, everything you want." He concluded with his whispery tone of voice making me very excited.

Was it sick of me to want to make love to Julian when my dear grandmother was very sick in a hospital bed? I mentally cursed myself so much for wanting Julian to actually do that to me when I should only be thinking about Grandma Florence. However, positivity was everything, this was a phase and my grandma would heal, it would get really strong for me. She wouldn't want me to be down in the dumps when I really wanted to lock myself in her room and smell her.

"I guess I should have said no then…" I gave a weak smile, the truth was I felt mutually guilty for my perversions with Julian and the state my grandmother was in.

"Don't tease me like this." He replied without taking his eyes off mine. "Let's go home?" He said.

"I need to see my grandmother first." I spoke and he agreed with me.

We went together to the hospital reception and were informed that no one could stay with her that night, until they had a gravity for her condition, and also that she could no longer receive visitors due to the hours. I felt sad, but on the other hand I needed to sleep because the next day no one would take me away from her side.

"Come on Julian. Get me out of here." I asked and so he did.

When we were almost arriving at his huge house, we passed by Harry's old house and there came to me very bad memories, all our hell of the last few days boiled down to the owners of that house and what happened there.

My life had gone completely off the rails thanks to the day I decided to accept a ride from Julian, before that it was your fault for getting wet at the bus stop, I could never forget that look anywhere in my life, I was grateful for having him with me, I had no guilt or regrets, I would do it all over again, exactly the same.

As soon as we walked inside, I felt such a wave of tiredness that I just wanted to lie down in the first upholstered place I could find and go to sleep. My head ached from the tears and my eyes were puffy. Julian noticed my state and then took me in his arms taking me upstairs.

"I'll run a bath for you." He said and I just nodded.

After a few seconds, Julian came back wearing only his dress pants, I couldn't help admiring every detail of his beautiful body, he was so handsome, I loved when he smiled, when he didn't take his eyes off me, and especially when he had his hands in me, just remembering that in a few days I wouldn't have him, that I don't know how long I would have the shortage of his arms, his kisses and his body guiding me, taking care of me. Tears started to roll from my eyes again, at that moment I got to kneel on the floor sobbing.

"My love, are you okay?" Julian bulged me in his arms and gave me a worried look. "Of course not, what a silly question." He cradled me in his arms and kissed my head, amazingly he knew what to do, he knew what I wanted from him.

"I don't want to lose my grandmother... I don't want to lose you... Please Julian, help me." I asked and his eyes got teary, his heart in my ear accelerated and he shuddered, certainly because of my request so difficult to fulfill. When none of that was our fault.

"Oh my love, I love you so much and I would give heaven, hell and everything in them so you wouldn't lose any of us, but what I can say is I'll be back as soon as possible, I'll be back for you, and we're going to visit Denmark, remember? You told me you'd like to go and I didn't forget." He asserted and I smiled through my tears.

"I love you so much, I never thought there could be love like this, that it hurts my chest." I confessed. Every time I told him I loved him, he would close his eyes and take a deep breath, it was as if he was delighted with the phrase.

As soon as I calmed down, my love took me towards the bathtub, before we entered, he took off all my clothes, he also took off my bandage, the wounds had already healed, he took off his pants and entered the hot tub with me. Then he took my feet and started massaging them, it was like he knew exactly where to touch me, it was a caring touch, he just wanted to take care of me but I felt turned on, when he squeezed in alternate places, I he let out a groan of pleasure.

"That Julian... It's really good..." I groaned and at that moment I was already trying to rub my thighs together, the tension there had already built up and there was only one thing that could solve my painful problem.

"Is there a problem there love?" He asked with a sly look when he saw me trying to relieve myself.

"Oh…" I moaned with no response in words. "Can you kiss me?" I asked sounding more like a request.

"Come here, do what you want with me." He said and pulled me onto his lap. I widened my eyes when I felt his generous and very hard member under me, that massage had also excited him.

Without any barrier that could prevent our contact, with my legs around his waist I fit our intimacy and little by little I sat down, when I felt him fit inside me, I started a slow kiss that soon became wild, while I made movements of it goes up and down with Julian's hands helping me.

Sometimes he grunted, sometimes he squeezed me shamelessly and scratched my body, the heat inside me grew and I collapsed in his arms in an overwhelming orgasm, incredibly intense and strong, I spent a few minutes shaking and having spasms of pleasure in his lap, when I felt him move under me to change positions, as soon as he placed me with his knees on the bathtub floor and began to penetrate me with force, it was the last straw for me to explode with pleasure once again, I felt my throat was dry from screaming with the intensity of the pleasure I was feeling.

Julian had me in his strong hands, after a few minutes he had me on my feet.

"Think you can stand up?" he asked hoarsely and I nodded. "Think you can come again for me?"

"I don't know... I don't think so..." I replied considering the last two orgasms and my tired body. Then he started kissing my lips, then my neck using his tongue a few times, my wetness kicked in again. "II think so..." I stammered.

He bent down in front of me and once again drove me crazy with his tongue, I came again, but this time it was even stronger, the feeling of pleasure was indescribable, I moaned so much that I had no voice anymore. But I realized he still hadn't come, so I reached down with difficulty and started running my tongue over his throbbing cock.

"Fucking there..." He groaned and pulled my body up, took me in his arms and penetrated at once, with strong thrusts inside me I felt his liquid fill me.

In the next few moments I watched him clean up our mess after showering me and bathing himself. In one of his shirts, I lay down first as he went into the room with something to eat. I was useless there, I was weak from the intense pleasure and also from everything that was happening around us. But none of that mattered to my love. He liked taking care of me, I knew inside that he loved the feeling of me being dependent on his care and caress, that I needed him like little plants needed rain.

"When you go?" I asked suddenly in a thin voice.

"I have to go as soon as possible." He answered me with a sad look and my heart ended up sinking once and for all in the immense sadness that awaited me for the next few days.