Alex’s pov

Later the same night the living room still smelled like sex and sweat when Julian pulled me up from the couch.

My legs felt unsteady and my ass still throbbed from the first round but he didn’t give me time to think about it. He just took my wrist and walked me down the short hall into his bedroom. The bed was big and unmade.

He pushed me onto my back and climbed over me before I could sit up.

“We’re not done,” he said, voice still calm, still low. “Lie back. Legs open.”

I did it. My cock was already half hard again just from the way...