The Temporary Boyfriend

Chapter 80: A steamy shower 18+

The morning sun shone through the windows as Lyvana woke up. Julian’s arm was wrapped possessively around her waist, holding her close.

Lyvana tried to sit up, but Julian’s grip only tightened. He pulled her back against his chest, tucking his face into the crook of her neck.

​"Five more minutes," he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

​Lyvana chuckled.

​"Julian, I have to get ready for work," she whispered, though she didn’t fight him very hard.

"Work can wait," he murmured. He didn’t open his eyes.

Lyvana laughed. "You’re ridiculous."

​Julian finally opened his eyes. He leaned over and kissed her cheek, then her jaw, before looking directly into her eyes.

​"I want you to move to the penthouse," he said.

​Lyvana sat up slowly, pulling the sheets with her. "No, that is a very bad idea. You are still married to Catalina. It will cause too much trouble."

​Julian didn’t look worried at all. "I will be divorced before the day is over."

​Lyvana stared at him, confused. "What? No, that is not possible. Divorces take months."

​"Not in this case, am having the marriage annuled," Julian replied.

​She looked at him closely, trying to read his face. "Is there something about you that I should know?"

​Julian reached out and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "A few things," he whispered. "But I will tell you everything in good time."

Lyvana shook her head, still trying to process his words. "Am going to take a shower," she said, sliding out of bed.

​She walked into the bathroom and turned on the water. The steam quickly filled the room, making everything look soft and blurry. She stepped under the warm spray, letting the water pour over her body.

She heard the bathroom door open and close quietly. A moment later, a pair of strong, warm arms wrapped around her waist from behind. She gasped as she felt Julian’s bare chest press against her back.

He didn’t wait for her to speak. He turned her around and pulled her against him. His lips met hers in a frantic, hungry kiss.

​Lyvana wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers Tangled in his wet hair. The water from the shower sprayed over them, but neither of them cared. Every kiss felt desperate, like they were trying to make up for all the time they had lost.

​His hands moved quickly over her damp skin, sliding down from her shoulders to her waist. He pressed her back against the cool tile of the shower wall.

Julian lifted one of her legs and rested it over his shoulder. He leaned down and pressed his mouth against her heat. freёweɓnovel.com

​Lyvana gasped, her fingers digging into his wet hair. The feeling of his warm tongue against her sensitive clit made her whole body tremble. She leaned back against the shower wall, her eyes closing as a wave of pleasure washed over her. Her orgasm came so fast, she trembled against him.

​He didn’t stop. He kept moving his mouth over her, teasing her until she could barely stand. The water from the shower kept running over them, but all she could feel was the fire he was starting inside her.

​"Julian," she moaned, her voice echoing in the small bathroom.

​He slowly stood up, kissing her stomach and then her nipples, making her cry out again.

​"You’re driving me crazy," Julian breathed against her skin.

​Then, in one quick move, he lifted her up and pushed himself inside her. Lyvana let out a sharp gasp, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she felt him fill her completely.

​He gripped her ass firmly, guiding her as he moved with a steady, powerful rhythm, burying his face in her neck. His breath coming in short, heavy gasps.

​"You’re mine, Lyvana," he breathed, his voice vibrating against her skin. "Always."

​She couldn’t find the words to answer. She could only hold onto him, her fingers digging into his back as the pleasure built up all over again.

Finally, with one last deep push, they both reached their peak. Julian held her tightly, his heart beating fast against her chest as they stood together under the warm spray.

Julian didn’t move right away.

He kept her close, his arms wrapped firmly around her as though letting go would break something fragile that had just been mended.

His breathing slowed gradually, though his chest still rose and fell against hers, grounding them both back in the moment.

Lyvana rested her forehead against his shoulder. Her eyes were closed — listening to the water and his heartbeat.

Julian pressed a slow kiss to her temple, then another to her damp hair before setting her down.

"Look at me," he murmured quietly.

She lifted her head. There was something different in his eyes. Something deeper and more possessive. It was the look of a man who was never going to let her go again.

Julian tilted her chin up, making sure she didn’t look away.

​"Say it," he said quietly.

​"Say what?"

​"That you’re not going anywhere. No matter what happens today."

​"I’m not going anywhere," Lyvana whispered.

​He smiled and nodded once, like they had just signed a secret deal. Then, he pulled her back into his arms and held her tight.

​He spent the rest of the morning taking care of her. He even watched videos on his phone to learn how to cook for her.

When he finally brought her a tray, Lyvana laughed. It was a strange mix of warm broth and toasted bread.

​It looked odd, but it actually tasted good. Best of all, it settled her stomach.

Then, he chose her outfit for the day, even picking out her shoes.

"Ok now you are being a bit much," Lyvana complained.

Soon, they were in the backseat of his car with Marco driving. She looked out the window and noticed her car following closely behind them. It was the same car Julian had given to her previously.