Until...? - r18

Her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to banish the images of Julian that had taken root in her mind.

Yet, they only grew bolder. In her thoughts, she saw Julian standing before her, not as a son, but as a man—his eyes filled with a hunger that she hadn't noticed before.

His hand reached out, not to comfort her but to claim her, and she found herself leaning into the touch.

Her breath hitched as the image grew clearer. Julian's lips closed around her nipple, drawing it into his mouth as if to drink from her. But this time, it wasn't the innocent suckling of a babe seeking nourishment—it was something darker and forbidden.

His tongue flicked against her nipples, teasing and taunting, as his teeth grazed her sensitive skin.

Her hand moved in rhythm with the imagination, her touch growing more urgent as she felt the ache between her legs intensify.