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light-headed and have to hold onto the side of the bar.
    “Are you okay?” he asks, concerned.
    “I’m so dizzy,” I mumble.
    He grabs hold of my waist and lets me lean against his chest.
    “I’ll take care of you,” he whispers into my ear. “You’re a cheap drunk, aren’t you?”
    He doesn’t wait for a response. He gets behind me and leads me through the crowd toward the exit. I’m stumbling and I know I wouldn’t be able to walk straight without Julian’s support.
    “I’m taking you home with me,” he says in an authoritative tone.
    When we get outside, a nice, cool breeze blows across my face. The valet brings the Agera R, and Julian opens the door for me.
    Once I’m inside the car, my vision blurs. Julian slides into the driver’s seat and starts the car.
    “I told you.” He smirks.
    “Told me what?” I slur.
    “You spoke too soon.”
    I feel the alcohol work its way throughout my entire system. I ease into my leather seat as we speed down the road.

 
    CHAPTER THREE
     
    I open my eyes when I feel the car stop. I blink several times, forcing my blurred vision to focus. I feel Julian grab me from my seat, cradle-lift me into his arms, and carry me. My eyelids feel heavy and I close them. I’m like a rag doll in Julian’s arms.
    When I open my eyes, Julian is naked and on top of me, sucking on my nipple. We’re laying on the four-poster king-sized bed in the “rape room.”
    “I’m going to fuck you hard,” Julian whispers.
    “No,” I slur, clumsily pushing against his chest in my drunken state.
    “Shhh,” he whispers. He spreads my legs and gets between them. I feel a sharp stab as he enters me. His heavy balls smack loudly against my ass as he begins thrusting.
    “You feel so good,” Julian growls low.
    He grabs both my ankles and spreads my legs wider as he drives himself deeper inside me. He is moving his muscular body on top of me. He sets a fierce, fast pace, hips smacking hard against mine.
    A scream escapes my lips as Julian’s cock gets harder and imbeds deeper inside me. He moves slightly forward as he thrusts hard and rubs against my c-spot while also hitting my g-spot.
    Julian picks up the pace and I feel a blended orgasm coming on. He already knows what he’s doing to me—he’s a master of my body.
    I feel the warmth of his seed explode deep inside my belly. That’s what sets off my blended orgasm, and my brain screams with out-of-this-world pleasure.
    Julian jolts on top of me, groaning as he milks the entire contents of his balls within me as though his life depended on it. He exhales sharply as he finishes extracting his seed into me.
    “That was incredible,” Julian growls.
    He withdraws his cock and I feel empty. He rolls onto his back beside me. I’m feeling very satisfied, the most tranquil I’ve felt in my life.
    Julian pulls me onto his chest and I fall asleep wrapped in his thick, muscular arms.
     
    In the morning, Julian’s warm kisses on my forehead awake me. “How are you feeling?”
    “I’m so sore,” I murmur and turn onto my side to face him. We are both laying on our sides, gazing lovingly at each other.
    “Did you enjoy yourself?” he asks in a sexy, deep, morning voice.
    “I had fun,” I respond. “I’d like to try it again.”
    “Glad you liked it,” Julian murmurs.
    We spend the entire day together, and I cherish every minute. Tomorrow is the start of a new week, and I won’t see as much of Julian as I would like until the coming weekend.
    After a hearty breakfast, we play with our son in the living room while the two Dobermans lie close by and watch us.
    “I’d love to do an oil painting of our son,” I mention.
    “If he could stay still.” Julian chuckles. “Maybe in the future. But for now, if you want, you can paint my portrait.”
    “I’d love that,” I say radiantly.
    “How about today?” Julian suggests.
    I spend the afternoon painting Julian’s face with as much detail as I can while Julian sits still in a