Chapter 3 : He's In Love With Me?

Julian watched me silently and then followed me upstairs to Avery's old room. "You can sleep here, this was my best friend Avery's room. She's married now." I said as I left him there to get fresh towels and spare clothes of uncle Bob, Avery's dad, who had died three years ago due to kidney failure. I was nervous about going back to the room to face him. He seemed the desperate and reckless type like all playboys were. All my life I had avoided such types of men.

Not having any choice, I returned to his room and opened the door quickly. The faster I completed the job and escaped, the better it would be for my mental health. I dashed inside to place the towels and clothes that I got for him. However, my jaws fell to the floor as Julian turned around to check who came in, wearing only his black microscopic briefs. His muscles rippled in the right places, his tight six-pack abs, and s*xy, ripped body, all exposed to my innocent eyes. He looked like a smoldering hot model straight from a fashion magazine. I quickly closed my eyes and turned around.

"I've brought you some clothes and towels," I said as I placed them on the bed and ran for the door but before I could reach it, an arm snaked around my waist and pulled me into his warm, muscular, hot embrace, crushing me to his semi-naked body. This was exactly what I had been dreading.

I blushed to the roots of my hair, my cheeks red as a tomato, as I felt hot and wet down there, I was shocked at my own reaction to him and felt more embarrassed by it all. "Please let me go, I had no idea that you were in this state. I mean, I didn't know that you're naked," I stammered not knowing what gibberish I was saying. My mind went into overdrive when he chuckled, brushing his warm lips against my neck while his arm held me tight, making me acutely aware of every contour, every hard muscle of his body.

"I'm not naked. Check me out," he whispered hoarsely. I knew that he was teasing me while I was already melting in his arms. My conscience told me to run but my body instead stopped listening to my mind. It seemed to have a mind of its own. I was stunned by what was happening. How did things accelerate so fast between us? After all, I just met the guy!

"I want you in my arms, Babe, why should I let you go?" he said as he bit my ear softly. 

"I don't want any relationship, please. I'm not ready for a fling or affair. I'm not available for a one-night whim of yours. I can't sleep with you. Please leave me, I can't do this," I said with my eyes squeezed shut, pushing him with all my might.

He gently turned me around in his arms, picked up my hands, he placed them on his chest, "Tell me, you don't feel anything when you touch me?" he asked as he covered my hands with his large rough ones.

"No Julian, I don't feel a thing," I lied when my panties were soaking wet with arousal, and the throbbing at my core was too much for me. I never felt this way with anyone before. In fact, I had zero experience with men, apart from that drunken night when I was abused and Max was conceived.

"When I touch you, what do you feel, darling?" he said as his lips sucked the sensitive spot on my neck. The endearment made my heart melt as it thumped wildly with excitement. Strangely, it didn't feel at all forced or odd. As if my heart knew him already!

"Not a thing," I lied again.

His hand traveled down my leg as he hoisted it up, supporting it on his strong muscular one. His hand touched the hemline of my dress and hoisting it up, he touched my soaking panties to check. It was weird that I just didn't want to stop him. Seeing my lack of protest, his finger touched my dripping folds and I gasped with pleasure. It was obvious now that I was lying. He did affect me in ways no one else did. As if satisfied by his little stunt, he caught my chin and crashed his lips to mine. It was a hungry, punishing kiss as he bit at my lower lip compelling me to open my mouth to him. His tongue entered my mouth and played havoc with mine, exploring hungrily every corner of my mouth. He devoured my mouth while his finger plunged into my dripping folds slowly thrusting in and out of me in a slow rhythm, making me shudder with arousal. I clung to his body like my life depended upon it as he continued his torture. At last, his mouth left mine, making me steady my erratic breathing. "Tell me now that you don't want me. Your body seems to tell a different story," he whispered while his hand continued its rhythm down there driving me wild. It was the first time someone had touched me there to give me heavenly pleasure.

I gasped and moaned as I felt my release onto his fingers and he licked my juices clean. With his eyes dark and hooded, he gazed at me, making me blush to the roots of my hair. I was dumbstruck as well as shocked by him.

"Tell me darling, and I will leave you, else I can prove it to you the whole night," he threatened in a low, sensual tone that affected me in more ways than one.

I shuddered at the thought. "Please Julian, You've got it totally wrong. That was my first release, maybe I'm a little shocked," I said as his arms tightened around me.

"That's all?" he murmured into my ear and I nodded. Of course, it was a lie but I wasn't admitting that to him, ever.

"Wear those clothes and go to sleep," I said as I pushed him with all my strength and escaped his tight hold.

He chuckled, "I sleep without clothes, you'll soon find out," he said winking at me as he slowly walked towards me. My eyes widened as I realized his intentions and I ran away to the door.

"Never," I threw over my shoulders and as I opened the door, I froze hearing him call my name.

"Cassie?" he murmured softly and my heart skipped a beat as it felt more like an endearment being uttered through his kissable lips.

I slowly turned towards him and gasped to see him fall to the bed backward melodramatically, clutching his heart, " I think I'm in love with you," he said gazing into my eyes. Shocked was an understatement for what I was feeling at that instant. I had no idea what to think of it anymore.

At last I came to my senses. He was bluffing of course. He was just playing with me. I rolled my eyes with disbelief and quietly opened the door. "Good night, Julian," I said and slipped out of his room.