“Vennah told me that Tua was in surgery for four hours,” she said to Julius’s chest. She loved his chest, it was the sexiest chest she had ever seen, and not that she had seen any other ones, but still. The line of hair on his strong stomach running from his bellybutton was sexy as hell. Her fingers traced it and she wondered if it tickled him too.
“I know, his father called,” Julius replied.
She looked up to him. “Was he mad?”
“No, lucky for you, you come from money. Money has a way of calming people.”
“Julius, you have to leave. Father will catch you here,” she worried, sitting up. She didn’t want him to leave, but she didn’t want him dead either.
“I’ll go before daylight,” he promised. After she had fallen asleep in his arms he would leave.
“Where are my real parents, Julius?” she wanted to know, looking back at him. “Lay down,” he requested, pulling her back to his chest. “I don’t know, Quill.”
That’s why he pulled her back to him, he was lying and she could tell, he wasn’t able to look at her while he lied. She didn’t push it. She guessed it didn’t really matter.
Julius left her sleeping early the next morning. As soon, as she woke and realized he wasn’t there she wanted to go to him. Starring at the vacant pillow, she wondered what it would be like to have him her bed every night.
“Come in,” she called, assuming that it was Hila coming in to rush her to the breakfast table to keep from upsetting her father. She never entered without knocking anymore. It wasn’t her, it was her father. Quill sat up, pulling the sheet around her naked body. Shit, she was still naked.
“Good morning,” he smiled.
“Good morning,” she awkwardly spoke back.
“Did you get hot last night?” he asked as she held the covers over her breasts. How awkward is this?
“Yeah,” she replied with only that, hoping her room didn’t smell like sex. She didn’t know what to say.
“I just wanted to tell you that you won’t have an art lesson today. I don’t want anyone coming in and out of here right now,” he explained. He would normally sit on her bed and she would sink into his arms. He didn’t sit. He wasn’t sure how he felt about her being naked. Why would she be naked?
“Oh, darn, I was looking forward to that,” she smiled.
“Sarcasm noted,” he smiled back.
“Are you worried, father?” she asked, getting serious. She wished someone would tell her what was going on.
“No, not at all. Stay inside today, I’ll download you a new game if you want,” he offered, contradicting himself. He wouldn’t be telling her to stay indoors if he wasn’t worried.
Julius was held up in his father’s office for the biggest part of the day. He wanted to talk to him about Aquilla again. He couldn’t since Valdez was there too. He decided against it anyways once he thought it through a little more. He would wait until this shit died down and then tell him. He had enough to worry about right now.
Julius retrieved his phone from his pocket when he felt the vibration and heard the buzzing noise. He laughed when he read it.
“I’m bored, come play with me,” he read Quill’s message.
“Who was that?” Romano wanted to know.
“Quill, she’s bored. She wants me to come play Uno with her.”
“Go, there’s not much we can do anyway. She’s probably about to go nuts,” Romano figured, dismissing Julius.
Yes!!!!
Before Romano had a chance to change his mind Julius got up and left. He read the text message again, smiling. When she was a little girl he had her tell him to come and play with her so many times. He was never more excited to go play with her, than he was now. He knew what she wanted to play with. His slacks tightened just thinking about it.
“Meet me in the foyer,” he texted back.
“Why?”
“Just do it!”
Julius quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her down the long corridor toward the training room
“Julius, what the hell are you doing? You’re going to get us in trouble.”
“You said you wanted me to play with you. I’m doing as you requested, I’m going to play with you,” he replied, pulling her quickly down the hall.
Julius locked the door behind them and pulled a black curtain over the mirror. He wasn’t really worried about anyone coming down that way, he just did it as a precaution.
He turned to see Aquilla’s frightened demeanor as she wrung her hands in anticipation. Fuck, it turned him right the fuck on. That look was like a switch and instantly put him in training mode. She knew it too. His face went from the Julius that loved and cared about her to the Julius with power over her. It scared, but yet, excited her at the same time.
“What are you doing, Julius?” she quietly spoke when he circled her, kissing her neck from behind.
“Don’t you remember, Quill? You said you wanted me to play with you. I’m going to play with you,” he whispered in some sort of evil wicked tone. She would rephrase that in the future.
Julius sat on the sofa, leaving her awkwardly standing in the middle of the room. She looked at him with those childlike blue eyes. It was almost enough for him to crack and come to his senses. That was halted when she nervously shuddered.
“Take off your clothes, Quill,” he demanded in that same raspy tone.
She slowly started to unbutton her white silk blouse. Her fingers trembled as she fumbled with the buttons that wouldn’t cooperate. She was afraid of him, it gave him an instant hard on. He should stop, he should take her in his arms and calm her. He couldn’t fucking do it, not yet. If he thought it got to be too much for her, he would stop.
It was too much, Aquilla could feel her knees quivering in her dark blue dress slacks. Why wasn’t he holding her? Why wasn’t he kissing her? What the hell was she doing in this room?
Julius watched the show, glancing at her alarmed face every so often as she undressed for him.
“Julius,” Aquilla shakily spoke, standing naked in front of him.
Julius got up and went to her. “You’re okay, Quill, just tell me if you want me to stop. Okay?” he questioned, looking into her pool blue eyes.
She nodded. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked.
He led her to the other side of the room to a padded table. It reminded her of the table at the doctor’s office. “Lay down, Quill,” Julius coaxed with his powerful toned back.
She did, wishing she hadn’t requested him to come and play with her as she felt him lift her leg and buckle a leather strap around her ankle. He touched her pussy and smiled up at her. Fuck, he loved her pussy.
She watched as he opened a thin cabinet, pulling out a drawer.
Oh, fuck, no! There was no way in hell was he using that thing on her.
He turned the little knob and touched the vibrating dildo to her clit. Well, maybe he could use it. She quivered beneath the soft rubber pulsations.
“Do you know what I am going to do with this, Quill?” he asked, teasing her pussy with the foreign toy.
Hopefully what you’re doing. She couldn’t speak. She shook her head as he took a tube from the cabinet, not letting the toy leave her throbbing pussy.
He lubed up the oversized toy and squirted a little on his finger. “I’m going to put it here,” he explained, pushing his finger into her ass.
Aquilla stiffened and pulled back a little. Fuck, she hated his finger in there. He moved it in and out of her tight ass as he rubbed the dildo over her clit. Fuck, she loved his finger in there.
“Julius, I don’t want that in my ass,” she boldly told him.
Well, fuck. “You don’t,” he asked with a disappointed tone.
“No, I want you in there.”
Mother fucker, his dick just grew another inch. He was sure of it. He would have expected her to protest his larger cock than the smaller toy. He wasn’t wasting time. He didn’t want to give her time to change her mind. After lubing himself up, he felt her tighten her ass muscles as he penetrated her with his head. Fuck, she was tight.