Eleanor's eyes searched his, the war between her emotions playing out in the silence. Finally, she whispered, "Yes," the word barely audible. Julian's grin widened, his victory complete.
He reached out and wiped a bead of cum from her cheek with his thumb, bringing it to her mouth.
"Taste yourself," he ordered, and without thinking, Eleanor parted her lips and took his thumb into her mouth, sucking the salty fluid off his skin.
Julian's eyes darkened with desire as he watched her obey, his cock twitching with renewed interest. "Now, go on the bed," he said, his voice a low command that sent a shiver down her spine.
Eleanor stood, her legs wobbly from the intensity of the moment, and walked over to the large bed. She climbed onto the soft mattress. Julian followed, his own hunger palpable in the air as he approached her.
