CRAVING LENA

Chapter 6

Julian's POV

The house was silent when I returned from the hospital.⁶

My wife was asleep in the passenger seat when I pulled into the driveway, exhausted, pale, but stable. I carried her inside. Helped her up the stairs and tucked her into our bed.

She barely stirred.

I stood over her for a long moment. Watched her sleep. Felt the weight of everything I'd done pressing down on my chest.

She trusted me and I'd already betrayed her.

I stayed with her for hours until I made sure she was fast asleep. I should have still stayed and pretended to be the husband she thought I was.

Instead, I kissed her forehead — soft, guilty, apologetic and walked out.

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The hallway was dark.

I passed Oliver's room. The door was closed. No light underneath.

He's asleep or pretending to be.

I didn't care.

I walked to Lena's door. My heart was pounding, like a teenager sneaking into his girlfriend's room. I hadn't felt this alive in years.

I turned the knob.

It opened.

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Lena's POV

The room had gone quiet after Oliver slipped out with a cocky grin and a whispered “Catch you later, sis.”

Exhausted from the intense teasing and the two orgasms he’d pulled from me, I’d drifted off to sleep without bothering to welcome my parents. I was still naked under the thin sheet and my body was still humming.

I didn’t hear the door open and the faint creak of the floorboard near my bed.

Julian tiptoed in. Now he stood beside my bed, watching me sleep on my back, one leg slightly bent, the sheet pooled low around my waist.

My breasts rose and fell with slow breaths, nipples still tight from earlier.

He eased onto the edge of the mattress, the bed dipping with his weight.

His large hand slid under the sheet, fingertips brushing my inner thigh. I stirred faintly but still pretended to be asleep, a soft sigh escaping my lips.

Julian’s fingers traced higher, parting my folds. I was still slick from Oliver’s earlier work.

He groaned under his breath—low, almost inaudible and circled my clit slowly. Once. Twice. Then he dipped one thick finger inside me, curling it gently.

“Mmmmmhmmm…” I moaned sleepily, hips twitching.

In my half-dream I thought it was Oliver, back for more. “Oliver… that feels good…”

Julian’s jaw tightened at the name, but he didn’t stop. He added a second finger, pumping them slowly, steadily, the wet sounds of my pussy filling the quiet room—soft, obscene squelches as he worked me open.

His thumb pressed on my clit, rubbing in firm circles while his fingers curled against that sensitive spot inside.

I gasped, eyes fluttering but not quite opening. “Yes… right there… deeper…”

The bed creaked lightly as he shifted closer, leaning over me. He lowered his mouth to my breast, sucking my nipple between his lips with a wet pop.

His tongue flicked rapidly while his fingers thrust a little faster, deeper, making my hips rock unconsciously against his hand.

“Fuck, princess,” he whispered against my skin, voice husky. “So wet even in your sleep.”

My breathing quickened. Pleasure built slow and heavy. I whimpered, legs spreading wider on their own. “Oliver… don’t stop…”

Julian’s fingers sped up, thrusting harder now, the loud wet noises growing louder.

“schlick, schlick—” mixed with the faint creak of the bedframe.

He bit down gently on my nipple, then soothed it with his tongue.

My eyes finally snapped open. For a second I saw the silhouette and smiled dreamily.

“Oliver—”

“Leena,” Julian said clearly, voice deep and authoritative, fingers still buried knuckle-deep inside me.

I froze, then moaned loudly as realization hit. “Julian… Daddy—oh god!”

He smirked in the dark, curling his fingers harder. “That’s right. Not Oliver. Me.”

I arched off the bed with a sharp cry as he hit that perfect spot again and again. The sheet was kicked away now.

Julian stripped off his shirt quickly, revealing his muscular chest, then freed his thick, heavy cock. It slapped against my thigh, hot and ready.

“Please…” I begged, fully awake and desperate. “I need you inside me.”

He positioned himself between my spread legs, rubbing the thick head of his cock up and down my soaked slit, teasing my clit with it.

“Daddy…mmmmmm…..please now…..i need ur c**k in my p****y now,” i cried out.

The bed creaked louder as he braced one hand beside my head and pushed in—slow, inch by inch, stretching me open with that familiar delicious burn.

“Fuuuuck,” I groaned long and low, nails digging into his shoulders. “You’re so big… fills me so deep…”

Julian bottomed out with a grunt, hips flush against mine. He paused there, letting me adjust, then started moving in long, powerful strokes that made the bedframe creak rhythmically.

Skin slapped against skin. My moans grew louder, unrestrained.

“Daddy….aaahhh…harder! Please!”

He obliged, thrusting deeper, faster. The headboard started banging against the wall

“thump, thump, thump” in time with his hips.

He grabbed one of my legs, hooking it over his shoulder, changing the angle so he hit even deeper.

“You feel so fucking good, princess,” he growled, voice strained. “Tight little pussy squeezing me. Louder. Let me hear you.”

I cried out with every thrust, breasts bouncing, body jolting. “Yes….Julian….fuck me! Don’t stop….ahh!”

He leaned down, capturing my mouth in a messy kiss, swallowing my moans while pounding into me.

The wet sounds of his cock slamming into my dripping cunt mixed with the creaking bed and our ragged breathing. Sweat slicked our skin.

I came first, hard walls clenching around him like a vice. “I’m coming…Daddy!” My voice broke into a long, shuddering moan as pleasure ripped through me, juices soaking his cock and the sheets.

Julian groaned deeply, thrusts turning erratic. “Good girl….take it all.” He buried himself to the hilt and came with a guttural sound, pulsing hot and thick inside me, filling me up.

We stayed locked together, panting. The room smelled like sex and salt air. He kissed my forehead tenderly, still buried deep.

But then we both heard it, footsteps in the hallway again. Oliver’s voice, low and curious, right outside the door.

“Leena? You still up?”