Chapter 207

Julie’s POV

I felt his heavy body move away from me slowly, and for a split second, a sudden chill washed over me as if I’d lost the protection he provided. But soon, his massive arm the same one that was crushing me with a delicious roughness moments ago reached out to pull me toward him by the waist with a gentle force.

My back pressed against his broad chest, and I felt his powerful heartbeat thumping against me, fast at first before it began to settle.

He wrapped his arms around me, burying his face in my hair, trailing soft, quiet kisses along my shoulder. I was breathing heavily, my chest still heaving, while I could feel his wetness slowly trickling down my thigh a constant second-by-second reminder of what had happened. I stayed silent for several minutes, savoring this rare peace in his arms.

I lifted my head slightly, looking at his calm, handsome features that seemed more relaxed than ever. "Robert..." I whispered in a soft, exhausted voice. "Are we going to shower now?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

I thought his energy would be spent after everything he’d done, but suddenly I felt his hand slide down to squeeze my waist, and his dick, which was brushing against my thigh, began to harden and throb again with a speed that stunned me.

That dangerous smirk played on his lips, and he leaned into my ear to whisper in a raspy voice dripping with renewed desire: "Shower? This soon?"

My eyes widened in shock as I felt his girth increasing behind me. He continued, trailing burning kisses along my neck: "Don’t you want a second round, sweetheart ? Or did you think my ’dinner’ ended there?"

I felt electricity surge through me again, my pussy pulsing in response to his words. Damn it! How could my body crave him again when it was still shaking from the first round? I couldn’t answer; I just leaned my head back and surrendered to his embrace, realizing my night with Robert had only just begun.

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Robert’s POV

I opened my eyes slowly, feeling a warm, welcome weight on my chest. Julie was fast asleep, her head resting on my shoulder and her silky hair scattered over my bare skin.

I looked at her with a calmness I rarely felt. She looked like an angel, her face at peace, the marks of my kisses still coloring her neck and shoulders pink. I remembered the second and third rounds, how she responded to me despite her exhaustion, and how we drowned together in that pleasure that shattered all my walls.

My dick felt a strange sense of relief, as if it had finally found its true home inside the warmth of her body.

I ran my hand with extreme tenderness along the length of her bare back, careful not to wake her. A terrifying sense of possession swept over me; this girl had become part of my blood. I pulled the duvet up to cover her exhausted body more, thinking about the Don, Carlos, and all the headaches waiting for me outside... but here, in this bed, I was just a man who found his soul in the arms of a woman.

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Julie’s POV

I woke up to a feeling of warmth and safety I’d never known. Opening my eyes slowly, I found myself encircled by two massive arms like an impregnable fence. I looked up to find Robert watching me with a calm, deep gaze one devoid of the cruelty the world saw in him.

"Good morning," he whispered in that raspy voice that sent shivers through me.

Heat flushed my face as I remembered the details of the night how I’d completely surrendered to him, and how he’d cum inside me again and again until I could still feel his cum wetting my thighs under the duvet.

I tried to move, and felt a slight, delicious ache in my lower abdomen and in my pussy, a living reminder of his girth that had stretched me last night.

"Good morning," I replied in a raspy voice, burying my face in his broad chest, inhaling the scent that had become my new addiction.

I realized at that moment that my life had changed forever. I was no longer that scared girl planning to run away. I had become Robert’s woman, the one he’d set ablaze with his desire.

With every beat of his heart under my ear, I knew that escaping him had become impossible... because simply, I no longer wanted to escape anywhere but to him.

Robert looked at me with eyes still carrying the remnants of desire. "Shall we shower together?"

I said with a smile, trying to hide my racing heart, "You go in, I’ll follow."

He gave me a fleeting kiss, stood up with his massive frame, and headed toward the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, I started smiling like a madwoman, stretching my arms across the plush bed, the euphoria of victory and pleasure still coursing through my veins. I turned to the other side, and suddenly a cold shiver took over when I spotted the phone the Professor had given me on the nightstand.

Oh my god! I remembered the disaster; I’d sent him a porn video! A chill swept through my limbs; I had to justify this or he’d write a bad report and cancel my exam.

I scrambled up, the duvet sliding off my shoulders, grabbed the phone, and my trembling fingers started typing immediately: "Hello Professor, I don’t know what to say. I want to apologize for the mistake. I’m not used to phones and sent that by mistake... I’m sorry."

A minute later, the phone vibrated; he was video calling! Damn it, is he crazy? Does he want Robert to kill me? I cut the call, my heart nearly jumping out of my chest, and typed another message fast: "Professor, I can’t talk right now."

He replied calmly: "Julie, it’s okay."

I typed while biting my lip in anxiety: "Do you believe me?"

He replied: "Yes, I believe you."

I breathed a sigh of relief and typed: "Thank you, Professor Weston."

He corrected me: "I told you, call me Edward."

I hesitated for a second, then typed: "Edward."

Suddenly, another message came... I froze, my eyes widening. It was a photo of me during my final exam! Another message followed: "I wanted to leave this for you as a memory of your final exam."

Oh... for a moment I thought his intention was something else. I typed gratefully: "Thank you so much."

He sent immediately: "No need... would you like to meet up sometime?"

I typed in shock: "Meet up?"

Before he could reply or I could finish the sentence, I slowly looked up, my body going completely rigid. I saw Robert standing at the bathroom door, a towel wrapped around his waist, his chest muscles still glistening with water.

He was looking at me with a gaze that pierced right through me.

"What the hell are you doing, Julie?" he asked in his terrifyingly raspy voice.