The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled Chapter 292: Lingering Heat (R18)

Julian collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily for a long ti before his mind gradually cleared. This morning, he had to handle so matters at Caldwell Empire, then hurriedly boarded a flight here. A full day of worry and physical exertion had left him exhausted, making his body less resilient than usual.

At the very least, he was already used to being fucked by Ethan Caldwell, so he wouldn’t normally fail to hold on after just two rounds. It was just that today was too tiring. Julian groggily reached his hand behind his back, signaling to the man: "I’m not doing it anymore."

His voice was hoarse, the words slurring together as his eyelids began to droop. However, Ethan Caldwell suddenly grasped his hand. Julian dreamily turned his head, his vision slightly blurred, partly from tears and partly from sleepiness.

He saw Ethan Caldwell lean down and press a kiss to his wrist. Then the man propped himself up, kissed those hazy eyes, and used his thumb to wipe the corners of Julian’s eyes. The kisses didn’t stop there, gently trailing down his cheek to the edge of his lips, lingering in an intimate entanglent.

Truthfully, Julian really liked monts like this. The feeling of being tenderly caressed by Ethan Caldwell after every intense session of lovemaking was hard to describe. His heart felt light, filled with satisfaction and a profound sense of reliance. Thus, he naturally responded to the man’s kiss, their lips fervently tangling together.

However, this position of lying on his stomach and turning his head to kiss was sowhat uncomfortable, causing Julian to squirm until Ethan Caldwell finally helped him roll over onto his back. He draped his arms around Ethan Caldwell’s neck, comfortably basking in the lingering afterglow of their intimacy.

Once the kiss ended, the man buried his face in the crook of Julian’s neck, his scalding breath fanning against his ear, accompanied by a raspy voice: "I’m sorry..."

"What is it?"

Ethan Caldwell didn’t answer imdiately. He tightened his embrace, pressing Julian firmly against his own body. Their naked bodies were plastered together, and aside from the startlingly scorching heat, Julian could also feel that burning, rock-hard mber rubbing against his inner thigh. He furrowed his brows slightly, then finally let out a sigh.

He had forgotten that this man was drugged.

Julian could only sigh inwardly, resigning himself to his fate as he replied, "Be gentle. And tomorrow, you go talk to them yourself, I don’t want to make an appearance."

"Them" included a lot of people.

It was Harrison Thornton and Gemma Thornton, and even Thea Lockwood. It also included Ethan’s subordinates and his close friend, Kieran Talbot... It seed they still had many issues to resolve tomorrow.

But for now, their only issue was sex.

Ethan Caldwell planted a kiss on his forehead: "I know. Just stay in the bedroom tomorrow."

"Mm."

"Be good, lift your hips a little."

Julian didn’t understand why Ethan Caldwell asked that, but he still obediently lifted his hips. The man grabbed a pillow from the side and slid it beneath Julian’s waist. Afterward, his fingertips caressed along the flat waistline, gliding down to the sensitive inner thighs before slipping straight into that still-soft entrance.

"Ngh..."

Julian let out a soft moan, his legs trembling slightly.

The man used his fingers to scoop out the sen he had just shot inside. His long fingers continuously dug within, occasionally swiping against a sensitive spot that made Julian’s body jolt. He lay flat on the bed, biting his lip in an attempt to suppress his moans.

While one hand continued to thrust inside the entrance, Ethan Caldwell’s other hand lifted one of Julian’s legs. The man’s scorching lips pressed against his calf.

Bit by bit, he left behind a trail of fiery red marks, overlapping the fading old ones.

Then, the man continued to kiss his way down, kissing the base of Julian’s fully erect mber, making it twitch violently.

Ethan Caldwell withdrew his fingers, shifting to bury his face into his most private core, beginning to lick and lap at him.

"Ah..." Julian’s legs shook uncontrollably, his thighs flushing a deep crimson from the surging waves of lust; he tried hard to hold back his moans, sounding like a wailing kitten buried beneath the blankets.

Ethan Caldwell used both hands to spread his buttocks apart, fully exposing the entrance that had been fucked raw. The area had been worked until it was incredibly soft, and upon sensing the man’s burning gaze, it involuntarily dilated and contracted.

Ethan Caldwell plunged his tongue inside, reaching as deep as he possibly could. The mucous mbrane was slippery yet soft, scaldingly hot and slick with wetness, feeling just like the inside of a mouth.

"Ah... ah..." Julian let out an unbearable whimper, being licked so deeply made it impossible for him to endure, making him want to snap his legs shut.

But Ethan Caldwell wouldn’t allow it. The man’s robust physique wedged firmly between his legs, completely crushing Julian’s attempts to close them.

A maddening, tingling numbness spread from his entrance, a sensation so intense it felt as though it was clawing at his heart and lungs. Julian’s face flushed a brilliant red, his gaze unfocused. He arched his back, thrusting his chest upward, his swollen nipples trembling slightly in the air.

Even the erection at his front was aching, yet he didn’t dare reach down on his own. The man would never permit such a thing.

It was just that his lower half continued to swell painfully, and having climaxed multiple tis left him feeling raw. Uncomfortable, Julian kicked his legs and sobbed: "Touch... touch ... hic..."

Although he didn’t spell it out, Ethan Caldwell understood exactly what he ant.

Julian’s ramrod-straight shaft was instantly encased within the man’s firm grip. A wave of numbness instantly rushed through his waist.

The man withdrew his tongue, shifting to stimulate his perineum instead, alternating between kissing and biting, all while his hand continued to stroke Julian’s length.

It was clearly just a small patch of skin, yet it was inexplicably sensitive. Julian gasped sharply, and before long, he ca once again.

A man usually loses his strength for a short while after ejaculating. Julian, who was already lying flat on the bed, was practically prey falling straight into the jaws of a wild beast, leaving himself entirely at the rcy of Ethan Caldwell.

The man granted him a brief mont to catch his breath before thrusting deep inside him all over again. Being stuffed completely full down below caused Julian’s abdon to pull taut, and he threw his head back, gasping heavily.