Julius After the best night of sleep I’ve had considering it was on a couch, I wake up to Rosalie stretched out on top of me. Since I woke before her I take the opportunity to play with her hair and smell her intoxicating scent. I have a feeling of total euphoria after spending the night hanging out and watching TV with Rosalie. The warm atmosphere, fire going, her making me a delicious pizza and her man eating wolf dog liking me.... I could do this everyday and not get tired of it. Though we flirted around previously in the night messing around like naughty teenagers. My enjoyment had nothing to do with sex. It was all due to her companionship alone. And it was refreshing to say the least. Rosalie starts to stir and sticks her nose in my armpit. Okay, top secret, I am in fact very ticklish. Tell no one.

Julius I was pretty pissed with being called a whore again. Yes it’s true, I don’t have the best reputation and though it was bragging rights amongst men, for some reason, I feel ashamed when Rosalie says it. Like she can’t stand that I’ve been with a lot of women. I was brooding when she tried to lighten the mood with her “promises, promises” comment. Then when she admitted she was jealous and that she wanted to be my whore, I started loosening up. Yes please. When she unzipped my pants and gave me road head after church? Mind blown along with my dick. Best I ever had. This woman will be the death of me.We make it to my gate in front of my house and I type in the code then the ga

 3rd Person Point of View  “Where is she? It’s 9:30! I told her 8! She’s not coming.” Julius complains to James and Lucas sitting by the bar.  The ballroom is full of happy donors dancing and enjoying food and drink. The fund raiser has been a huge success. Already raising upwards of 15 million dollars. Julius being the biggest donor.  He is in a tux and battling with the idea that Rosalie is standing him up.  “Man its early or maybe she..” Lucas looks at Julius suddenly staring at the stairs straightening his stance. He follows his line of sight.  

RosalieWhat was I thinking? Obviously I was thinking with my hormones. When Julius basically said he wanted to respect me despite his wild ways and was scared to lose me, my heart melted. I decided to myself “you know what, I’m about to find out if he’s full of shit or if he’s serious.” So I set out the bait and he walked into the trap. Except, I’m the one that fell into the fucking trap. Julius not only delivered in every way but he made tender love to me. That’s why you don’t listen to rumors. Wam, bam, thank you ma’am my ass. He was strong but gentle, cautious but firm and all that other Casanova stuff. I felt worshipped and adored. It was like some sort of explosion throughout the galaxy. Like an other worldly experience being with him. Damn it! Damn it! Shit shit! Am I falling for Julius fucking Alexander?! My sisters brot

Rosalie The week continues and each day is more exciting than the next. We lay in the sun and swim in the ocean. Our favorite thing is to rub sunscreen on each other’s bodies so we are only getting slightly tan. I watch Julius’ wet body in the ocean thanking my lucky stars that I can see. We make bonfires and net fish during the night. We talk about everything. We’ve become quite close. We have crazy sex and then make love all the time. By the time Thursday rolls around we don’t want to leave but I have to be there for Becca when she finds her wedding dress because our mother can’t. We pack and hit the road with my convertible top down. “Best trip ever.” I say and smile at Julius.