Nice Guys Finish Last Ch. 23

Chapter 23

A warm sensation filled my soul as her words ran through my head.

"I love you..."

How could she say it with a straight face? How could she stare at me with such conviction?

"I've always loved you," she continued, showing no change in her serious demeanor. "Since we were young, I've been pushing you away. I've been trying to protect you. But no matter how hard I try, I can't keep you out of my life. I can't deny that I love you."

Suddenly, I came to a stop. "You've been protecting me?"

Julia pushed a strand of hair that had fallen out of her bun behind her ear. Appearing slightly less confident, she explained, "I didn't think I deserved to be with you... I didn't want you to suffer..."

My heart pounded as I noticed the innocence coming from her. She wasn't manipulating me like she used to when we were younger. And as I reflected on the way she had always acted towards me, how secretive she was, how cryptic she was... it all started to make sense.

"How would I have suffered?" I asked, hoping to learn what she had been withholding from me for so long.

"My mom always wanted me to be with you. She wanted me to end up marrying you because she knew you'd probably become a doctor, like your father. She wanted us to rely on you, like she's always relied on other men for money."

"She... what...?"

"That's right; She never cared about you or your family. She never cared about me either. All she ever cared about was herself. I just thought I'd never get rid of her... I thought I'd always be stuck with her... until..."

"Until...?"

Once again, Julia looked deep into my eyes. And with the most serious look I had ever seen on her face, she continued, "Until... I gave her the rest of my money in exchange for her walking out of my life forever... That's why I'm no longer bound by her chains. That's why I can no longer afford tuition. But most importantly, that's why I was able to confess my love to you today."

I was frozen solid, and yet, my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. I could see the conviction in her eyes, and I wanted to believe her, but after everything that just happened, and everything she had just explained, I couldn't help but wonder if she was just having some sort of emotional reaction.

Showing no sign of wavering on her feelings, Julia then shared some more details about her difficult upbringing. I felt sorry for her, of course, learning about the trauma her mother brought her. However, she seemed to have no intentions of seeking empathy. She simply wanted me to know why she had taken certain actions up to this point.

Although she wasn't seeking any comfort, I couldn't help but notice the coldness in Julia's eyes as she explained the lack of love she had received. Unfortunately though, I was still unable to see how she could seek comfort from me in the midst of her darkness.

Though she wasn't searching for affection, I could hear the pain in her voice from her next statement.

"I love you, but I wanted to prove to her that I didn't need you..."

Nodding my head, I responded, "I think I understand..."

"I wanted to prove to her that I could stand on my own two feet, and not have to rely on others like she did. I felt that unless I could do that, I was no different from her..."

Seeing the struggles she had been dealing with for so long, my heart started to ache for her. "But Julia... you are different from her..."

"I am," she agreed, allowing the pain to disappear as she was suddenly overcome with an aura of calmness and relief. "But I was wrong about one thing... I can't do this on my own... I can't do this without you, Phillip..."

Those words... I don't know what it was about them, but they caused my heart to skip a beat. I suppose I just never expected anyone to say them to me. I never thought of myself as anything but a nuisance in Julia's life.

"But how?" I asked, watching her become emotional. "How could you possibly need me? What could I ever provide you?"

Surprisingly, she threw her arms around me and embraced me in a tight hug. "You've always been there for me," she whispered into my ear. "I could feel her body shaking, as she continued, "I just need you to keep being there for me... as long as you can... I'll take whatever I can get..."

I never understood it, but it was moments like this that I felt the closest to her. Despite all the sex we had, despite her practically touching every inch of my body, it was always the little things, such as hugs and simple smiles, that made me feel a real connection.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I held her tightly as I buried my head into her shoulder. "I want to be there for you," I whispered, feeling her calm a little.

She then pushed herself away, not far enough to break the hug, but just enough so that she could stare into my eyes. "You need me too," she said, showing a more serious glare. "We should at least help each other for the time being..."

Despite the conviction in her eyes, and the serious tone in her voice, I still couldn't help but feel like I didn't offer her anything. However, despite my insecurities, I could sense how emotional she was underneath the determined exterior she was wearing.

I still had many questions, and even more insecurities that I needed to deal with. However, as I looked back into her deep brown eyes, I felt, for once, she was even more vulnerable than I was. I couldn't even imagine what she was going through, now that I had a brief glimpse of her past.

Instead of burdening her with my own doubts, I chose to simply enjoy the moment by allowing our hearts to be vulnerable together. I squeezed her tighter, allowing her to rest her weary soul against me. She held me tight, and we didn't speak a word until our restless minds could finally enjoy a moment of peace.

We held each other for what felt like an eternity. I even started to notice the sun setting from over her shoulder. But as the light started to fade, signaling an end to this tumultuous day, I knew deep down inside that our emotional journey was only beginning.

***

She needed me...

I still couldn't wrap my head around those words. How could it be that the woman I once considered my childhood bully was now dependent on me?

As I thought back to my upbringing with her, I couldn't help but be reminded of the pathetic little boy I used to be. And as I thought about the course my life had taken, I started to wonder if I had even changed at all.

Perhaps I was right. Maybe I turned out to be just as pathetic as I was in high school. Sure, I had gotten further with women than I ever expected, but at the end of the day, Tina left me for another man. Who was to say Julia wouldn't do the same once she was no longer dependent on me?

It brought me back to the question I had always asked myself. Do nice guys finish last? Unfortunately for me, that question hadn't been answered yet.

In a strange turn of events, after spending my childhood hating Julia, not only did she confess her love to me, but she also came to my rescue once she realized Tina was cheating on me.

Of course, I could have taken this as a victory. However, no matter how courageous Julia was for me, it didn't change the fact that I was a loser and an idiot for allowing it to happen in the first place.

Yes, Julia came to my rescue, but who was to say she wouldn't have done the same if she were the one in Tina's shoes? I appreciated her confession. I appreciated her admitting that she needed me. However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was the one that needed her...

Regardless of the hypothetical scenarios, there was one thing I couldn't deny. No matter what happened in my life, Julia was always there. She had seen me at my best, and she had seen me at my worst. And no matter how bad her life would get, she'd always find a way back to me.

***

Eventually, we wound up back at my apartment. I still wasn't over the heartache of being left for another man. No matter how much I appreciated Julia's actions, it still hurt knowing that I wasn't good enough for someone that I was giving my all to.

Julia was patient with me. She sat quietly as I continued to sulk in my own self-deprecation. She handled me delicately; a far cry from the woman I knew in high school.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked, breaking the silence. I looked into her eyes, and she looked into mine. "Is it because I'm spiraling?"

She shrugged her shoulders but didn't change her expression. "How did you expect me to treat you?"

"I don't know," I said, shaking my head. "This is all so much for me right now. And I get what you're saying about your past... but you almost don't even seem like the same person anymore..."

Kneeling in front of me, Julia placed her hands on my lap while I sat on the edge of the bed. "I'm not going to hide behind the excuse of my mother for treating you so poorly," she explained in a flat tone. "I abused used you, just like she abused me.

"I'm not a perfect person, but I'll try to be better... I know I shouldn't have been dishonest with you. I know I shouldn't have put that abuse on you. I'll try my best... not to be that crazy woman anymore..."

Suddenly, I was left staring at her as a strange feeling entered my heart. I didn't know what it was at the time, but something that she said just didn't sit right with me.

Staring deeper into my eyes, she tried to figure out what was going through my mind. "I apologize, but... I understand if you're hesitant to trust me... I promise I'll try my best to never be that person again..."

Unfortunately, though my brain was working at a hundred miles an hour, my mouth couldn't quite articulate what was on my mind. I would begin to speak, but no words would come out. Julia was left making her own assumptions about what I was feeling.

"I'm sorry for dumping all this on you at once, especially after all you've been through today," she said, getting back up to her feet. Then, as she took a seat in my chair, she made a suggestion. "Why don't you get back to work on whatever you were doing before? Being productive always made you feel better in the past."

Shaking my head, I explained, "That's okay... I had some stuff I needed to go over... but I don't feel like it right now... I have too much on my mind..."

"I understand... I was just making a suggestion. You're smarter than me, so I trust your judgment."

After listening to those words, I needed a moment to gather myself. Hearing her compliment me in such a matter-of-fact way was still something I just couldn't get used to.

Shrugging my shoulders, I looked back at her with a curious face. "Well... what do you want to do?"

She didn't even have to think about it for a second. "I just want to stay here with you for now..."

I paused for a moment. "That's not what I meant..."

"Oh...?"

"I meant... What do you want from here on out?"

"From here on out?"

"Yeah... You said you're no longer bound by the chains that once trapped you... So what do you even want in life now that your mother is out of the picture?"

Julia didn't even hesitate to give me yet another jarring answer. "I want you to be my boyfriend."

Of course, I reacted like any nervous and pathetic boy would. With my jaw on the floor, I asked, "What?! Just like that?!"

"Well, yeah... but that's only contingent on you. I understand if you're not ready to be my boyfriend yet, considering you just went through a breakup. As for me... I no longer see any purpose in wasting time, pretending I'm not devoted to you."

"Oh..."

"So, that's what I want," she affirmed, looking at me as if she didn't just make another extremely bold confession. "What's most important to me is that we help each other out. But in the meantime, I also want you to be my boyfriend."

I was left struggling over my own words. I usually needed time to think about such life-altering moments. Hell, in the past, Tina didn't even let me decide. She was the one that let me know we were dating.

Of course, I had so much compassion for Julia. After everything she and I had been through together, I was practically drawn to her like a moth to a light. However, that didn't mean that I was over my insecurities, and it definitely didn't mean that I was ready to rush right back into a relationship after my previous one crashed and burned.

Just as I was about to come up with a response, Julia spoke up and advised me to take some more time.

"I know you feel obligated to give me an immediate response," she explained, oh so correctly. "I know how you are, Phillip. You probably want to think this over, and I agree with that. You should take as much time as you need so you can come to a well thought out conclusion."

"Julia... it's just... this is all so sudden... And you know I've always had issues..."

"I know, Phillip. That's why I'm telling you to take your time. Don't give me an answer until you know what you want out of life. Like I said before, I trust your judgment."

Feeling guilty, I looked down at the floor for a few seconds before returning my gaze to the woman in front of me. "Can I ask you something, Julia?"

"What is it?"

"I know I've always been there for you... but how could you possibly think I'm good enough for you?"

Suddenly, the expression on Julia's face changed, as if she were worried about me. "Did you not believe the stuff I told you earlier?" she asked. "Remember how you've shown me love that I've never experienced anywhere else?"

Although I was starting to believe her sentiment that I had shown her the type of compassion she had always longed for, I couldn't help but let my insecurities creep into some of the more physical aspects of our relationship.

After taking a second to gauge the differences in our appearances, I dropped my head in shame before confessing, "That's not exactly what I was talking about..."

She perked up now that there was yet another issue of mine to deal with. "Oh? Then what did you mean?"

Growing red, I expressed, "I just... I always pictured you with... someone... more attractive than me..."

Although I was avoiding eye-contact, I could tell she was staring a hole right through me. Then, she surprised me with her unfazed tone. "I think you're attractive..."

"Yeah, but... wouldn't you rather be with someone that wasn't so short? What about all those tall guys on the swim team?"

After appearing to ponder my question for a moment, Julia simply shrugged her shoulders. "I like that you're short. It's really cute. And about the guys on the swim team... I'm just not interested in any of them..."

"Really...?" I asked, hopefully wishing that she was telling the truth.

"Yeah... I guess when I really think about it... I've never considered myself attracted to them, because I never wanted to be with them."

Suddenly, I was suspicious. "Are you being serious?"

She shrugged her shoulders once again. "Yeah... I mean, you can ask them... The entire team knew I was in love with you, including the guys."

My eyes grew wide with shock, and my body started to tremble. "It wasn't just Valerie and Marissa?!"

"The rest of the team knew that I was in love with you... but only Valerie and Marissa knew the details of our sex life..."

Although her explanation made me feel better, it brought up yet another thing I was insecure about. "Speaking of our sex life," I started, growing red all over again. "Am I even good enough... in that department...?"

Julia stared at me curiously before blinking twice. "Good enough? Did you not find it exciting?"

My eyes grew wide as I suddenly felt the need to defend myself. "That's not what I meant?!"

"Then what did you mean?"

"Well... it's just... you're so attractive... and you do so many kinky things to me... It's like.... what do I even bring to the table?"

A confused look came over Julia's face. "Phillip... I like having sex with you... I wouldn't have done it so much if I didn't enjoy it."

"Yeah, but... you always had to be in control because I didn't know what I was doing... And I'm so small..."

"But I like all that," she interrupted, causing a warm sensation to fill my body. "Besides, you're not that small... I just kept saying that because it turns you on..."

"No, it doesn't!" I reacted in a defensive manner, even though I could feel a slight hard-on building up in my pants. After collecting myself, I was forced to put my head down again as I brought up something I never wanted to talk about. "You can tell me the truth; You probably enjoyed having sex more with people who weren't as small and pathetic as me..."

An awkward moment of silence passed as my own words rang through my head. I was just waiting for Julia to confirm what I knew was true. I was never good enough for her. She would only ever be settling for me.

Then suddenly, that magical voice of hers broke through the tense air with one of her most shocking revelations yet.

"I've actually never had sex with anyone except you," she said, causing my eyes to almost pop out of my head. She then stared at me and smiled. "That's right, Phillip... I'm a virgin outside of you."

The warm sensation inside suddenly felt like a fire had been lit in my heart. Adrenaline rushed from every inch of my body as the words she spoke echoed throughout my brain.

"I'm... the only one... you've ever had sex with...?" I asked, stuttering over my own words.

"Well, yeah..." she answered, still appearing unbothered. Then her face changed as she realized what was so worrisome in my mind. "Oh... do you think I care that you've had sex with someone else, but I haven't?"

I looked down in shame, twiddling my fingers. "Yeah, I guess... it's like... we're not even..."

"That doesn't bother me at all," she explained, still looking unfazed. Then, with a slight smirk, she continued, "If you really want us to be even, then I guess that means... I'll have to have sex with your ex-girlfriend..."

The fire inside me was still lit, but it suddenly felt like an explosion had erupted as well. And although we were having a serious moment, I embarrassingly had an erection out of nowhere, as inappropriate images appeared in my mind.

"I'm just joking," Julia explained with a slight giggle. She then sat next to me and patted me on the shoulder. "I was going to tease you about being a little pervert, but I guess I should leave that all in the past..."

Immediately, I looked up at her, feeling flustered. I didn't know what it was that I wanted to tell her, but she had made yet another comment that just didn't feel right in my heart.

Before I could put my confused thoughts in the words, Julia spoke up again. "If you really think about it... you've technically done stuff with Valerie and Marissa as well," she explained, making me feel even guiltier. "But you know what? None of that really matters to me."

"It doesn't..."

She shook her head. "Of course, not... As a matter of fact... I kind of take blame for any of that even happening..."

Raising an eyebrow, I asked, "How so?"

For the first time in my life, I noticed Julia blushing a little. She even looked away from me, like she was a bit nervous.

"I don't know..." she said, almost as if she were hiding a smile. "You probably never would have done that stuff with them if I hadn't pushed you... It makes me wonder... what would have happened... if I had just trapped you all to myself from the very beginning..."

As a little smile started to show, I immediately became red, and also noticed my boner getting even stiffer. It had been such a tumultuous day, and Julia was showing her emotions for the first time, but even so, there was something about her that always aroused me...

She quickly shook it off before going right back into her more serious state. "I would never want to trap you though... But I guess in the end... it's nice knowing that you experimented with other women but still preferred me..."

Preferred you? I said silently, because I wasn't brave enough to say it out loud. I didn't just prefer you...

"But as for me," she continued, interrupting my thoughts. "I'm glad you're the only one I've ever had sex with... because... you're the only one I've ever wanted to have sex with..."

Of course, that comment made me feel guilty. However, it was my own insecurities though eventually crept out and got the best of me.

"Well... at least I know that I prefer having sex with you," I started, before putting my head down in shame. "Don't you ever wonder what it would be like to have sex with someone... better than me...?"

"Phillip, I've already told you this... I do enjoy having sex with you."

My cheeks blushed even harder as the self-deprecating words came out of my mouth. "But... I've never even given you... an orgasm..."

Julia sat and stared at me with a confused look on her face. After an awkward pause, she finally responded, "What are you talking about...? Of course, you've given me orgasms."

My eyebrows raised, and adrenaline went shooting through me all over again. "I have...? But I don't remember that..."

"Well, it wasn't during sex," she explained, scratching her head. Then, getting red all over again, she continued, "But afterwards... I usually masturbated while thinking about you... and had plenty of orgasms that way..."

I could hear my heart racing inside my chest. Could this have been true? I thought there was no chance that I ever provided Julia with any type of arousal.

Then suddenly, she was overtaken by I light-hearted chuckle. "Oh, my God... This is so embarrassing..."

"What? What is?"

"I can't believe I'm telling you this, but I just remembered... I even rubbed one out in your shower when I visited you before Valentine's Day..."

"You did?!" I asked, suddenly remembering how long she had taken in there to do a simple rinse off. "You masturbated in my shower?!"

"Phillip... not so loud..." she reacted, now blushing adorably all of a sudden.

I placed my hands over my mouth, but then slowly cross my legs, hoping to hide my stiffening erection. "Oh, sorry..."

Once the awkward moment passed, Julia regained that serious look in her eyes. Staring at me confidently, she asked, "Do you believe me when I say I love you?"

I became frozen as her words ran through my head. It wasn't that I thought she was lying to me; She just had to be confused, or feeling vulnerable enough to settle for someone as lowly as me.

Before I could come up with a response, she stopped me. "Let me tell you something before you talk..."

I sat there quietly as she stared off into the distance, once again containing a slight smile.

"That night I visited you for Valentine's Day... it was the best day of my life..."

My eyes grew big as fireworks started to explode inside my chest. It was a day I had always cherished, and to know it meant so much to her made it all the more valuable.

Reminiscing on that day with a genuine smile, like she was revisiting a best friend from the past, Julia continued her story.

"That day... I thought I was just going to see you for a little while... and not even on the actual holiday... But then we ended up spending the entire night together... It was... my favorite..."

She probably didn't even notice, but I caught her for a second, swinging her legs while she sat on the bed next to me, thinking back on that special day. And in that moment, as I cherished the smile she had on her pretty face, I couldn't help but think about how much that night had opened my eyes.

That night... right before Valentine's Day started... was also the best night of my life... But as I reflected on it, I realized that it had nothing to do with the sex we had, how incredible she looked, or even that she masturbated in my shower. Instead, when I looked back on that special night, I could only see the smile on her face, and how it made my heart happier than anything else in the world ever could...

When I thought about Valentine's Day, I didn't think about the date I was supposed to go on with Tina. I thought about Julia doing whatever she could to make sure we shared at least one precious moment together.

We spent the entire night kissing... but when I thought about Julia's lips, I didn't think about how much they aroused me when they caressed mine oh so gently. Instead, I thought about the way they connected us with each other, symbolizing how our souls were intertwined, never wanting to escape from one another...

I sat there with my head down, thinking about all the little precious moments that I never coveted as much as I should have. She had drawn me in with her dominant presence and her alluring charm... but it was literally everything about her that I found absolutely breathtaking...

While I sat there, lost and thought, Julia finally stood up to her feet and patted me on the head. "I should get going now," she suggested before taking a step towards my door. "I've given you way too much to think about, considering you're an overthinker..."

She then gave me one last smile before attempting to say goodbye. "Just let me know when you come to a decision, and I'll be back..."

I don't know what it was, but a fire had finally been lit under my ass, and I was compelled to speak up. I didn't know what I was going to say, but I had to say something!

"Hey, Julia..." I called out, as my heart desperately reached towards her, even though my body was still frozen.

She turned and looked at me, and as I saw her face once again, that face that I found beautiful for so many reasons, I thought back to every other wonderful moment in my life that she had ever turned towards me and graced me with her heartwarming presence.

Staring into her eyes from across the room, I bravely declared, "I know what I want."

Julia turned and faced me as she slowly shut the door behind her. "You do...?"

I then nodded my head before taking a deep breath. What was about to come out of my mouth scared me more than anything had ever scared me in my entire life. However, as I stood there looking at her, I thought back to all the precious moments we had shared together; not just the sex, but every single time we talked, every single time she'd lay a finger on me, every single time she'd utter a word to me...

Even before all this happened, when I thought she was my bully... I realized that despite how scared I was of the unknown, I wanted nothing more in my entire life than to take a leap of faith and immerse myself in the world of Julia.

"I want you to be my girlfriend," I declared to her and the rest of the world, standing strong as she started to shake. "But if I'm going to be your boyfriend, I only have one condition..."

Even more so than before, she looked nervous, as if I'd ever ask her for anything she wasn't capable of giving me. However, with a deep breath of her own, she lifted her head and asked, "What is it?"

I then spoke from the heart, allowing the words to flow out of my mouth unfiltered. There was no point in holding back. I knew exactly what I wanted, and for once, I allowed the passion I had for her to burst outside of me.

"If we're going to be together... then I want all of you... No more holding back for my benefit..."

She stared at me for a moment before wincing. "What exactly do you mean...?"

"All this time... I've only received bits and pieces of you at a time... You held back from the very beginning because you wanted to protect me from your family... Then you held back because he wanted to protect me from yourself... And now, you're a completely different person, because you're holding back again, hoping not to turn into your mother... Well, I don't want that..."

I then stomped my foot on the ground as I put a little more bass into my voice.

"If I'm going to be with you, I want to be with the real Julia! I want to be with the Julia that doesn't hold back to protect me. I want to be with the Julia that was sweet to me, as well as the Julia that tormented me.

"I want to be with the Julia that lifted me up, as well as the Julia that humiliated me. I wanted to be with the Julia that saved me in my darkest moments, as well as the Julia that made me swallow my pride!

"I want all of you! I want the full Julia experience! And I don't want you hiding your problems from me. I want to fight those battles with you!

"We can deal with your trauma from the past together! We can deal with the abuse you suffered, and the lack of love, together! And guess what; I'm ready to stand by your side whenever you deal with your mother as well!"

As her tears began to fall, and her body trembled even harder, I finally announced my confession to not only her, but to myself, and to the rest of the world.

"I want the real you, every minute, every hour, every day, no matter how tough your life is, no matter how toxic your mother is, no matter how much abuse we may suffer! I want the real Julia, and I want all of her, because she is the only woman that I've ever been in love with!"

She was shaking, and so was I, but after the outpouring of emotions, we were left in the ambiance of our real relationship, no longer bound by lies and insecurities. We could both feel the magic in the air, circling us, as we embraced new beginnings while appreciating how every moment in the past brought us here.

Julia started out as my childhood bully. But all along the way, I knew she was beautiful. As she went from bully to non-consensual fuck-buddy, to consensual fuck-buddy, and then to friend, I started to realize how beautiful she could be on the inside as well.

And now, as we finally announced our love, and I accepted her as my girlfriend, I'd now get to see every single wonderful thing about her... because there would be no more holding back.

A few more tears rolled down her cheeks, but she quickly wiped them away before glaring at me with that beautiful smile of hers. She didn't say it, but I knew exactly what she was feeling.

I had once again shown her the love that she had always longed for. And now that I had accepted all of her, she was ready to give me the full Julia experience that I had always been desperate for.

"Do you think you're ready for me, Phillip?" she asked, smiling like I had never seen her smile before. "Are you ready for emotional Julia? Are you ready for crazy Julia? What about bitch Julia?"

I simply smiled at her, feeling as confident as ever, because despite all the tests that I had ever aced, never before had I come across a question that was so easy to answer.

Nodding my head, I answered, "Yes... I'm ready for all of it... because I love all of you."

Wiping her face one last time, she shuffled her legs in place before getting into a stance like she was about to pounce. With a determined look in her eyes, she stared right through my eyes, deep into my soul.

"Well... I hope you're as ready as you say you are," she started, before crouching just a bit lower. "Because here I come, with everything I have."

Julia then launched towards me, like a lioness attacking her prey. As she flew into my arms, and we crashed onto the bed, I felt for the first time in our lives, our souls were able to intertwine the way they always wanted to, with no strings attached, no insecurities holding us back, and no lies to protect each other from our own baggage. And as she overwhelmed me with her physical presence, I became immersed in her emotional outpouring of love.

In that moment, I realized that I finally found the answer to the question I had been asking myself all along... As our hearts aligned, and I accepted her as my one true love... I finally discovered... that...

... Nice Guys...

... don't always...

... Finish Last...

***

Eventually, as our first night together ended, we found ourselves lying in my bed. Julia and I were both exhausted from the emotional outpouring of that day. However, although the clock struck midnight, I soon realized that there was one last insecurity that would be mended before falling asleep.

Staring at me with her beautiful brown eyes, Julia asked, "Do you believe me now when I say that I love you?"

I nodded my head as my cheeks burned from the blush the bestowed upon them. "I do... And I love you too..."

Then I noticed a sparkle in her eye, as if there was a trick up her sleeve. However, instead of gulping in fear, I chose to accept what was coming for me, because I asked her not to hold back, after all...

"Do you believe me when I say I masturbate to you?" she asked, causing a rush of blood to enter my little cock. "Because if you still have doubts, I'm willing to prove it to you..."

I could hardly contain my excitement. I was practically squirming in front of her, showing what a little pervert I truly was.

Not knowing how else to respond, I mumbled, "Please show me..."

With a smile of affirmation, Julia slowly slid her panties down before teasing herself with her own fingers. Somehow, it was even more erotic than when she would tease me. I was practically drooling, watching as I awaited the moment those fingers would caress her precious clitoris.

I started biting my lower lip, growing desperate for her to pleasure herself. She then whispered to me, causing me to look into her eyes.

"I'm thinking about you right now," she said, smiling as her fingers worked her clitoris in a circular motion. I then noticed her eyes rolling to the back of her head as the pleasure started to take over. "I love thinking about you when I masturbate..."

Her body was trembling, and her fingers were getting wet from the juices coming out of her pussy. Still, I felt as if I was the one receiving all the pleasure. I didn't even care how perverted I looked, staring at her as she pleasured herself.

Then, gaining eye-contact with me again, she showed me a desperate face. "Will you please kiss me while I play with myself?"

I began scrambling towards her, wanting desperately to provide her any sort of pleasure as she continued to masturbate. Then, like the submissive boy I was, I began making out with her as hard as I could, moaning into her mouth loudly, as if I was the one about to climax.

We only made out for a few seconds, and even though I could feel Julia trembling, she stopped me, leaving me desperate for her lips. With her free hand, she then lifted her shirt up, exposing her breasts for me.

"Will you please suck on my nipple, baby?" she whispered, teasing the one right in front of me by rubbing it with her fingertip.

Never before had I pounced on something so quickly. I had always been in love with Julia's breasts, but getting to put my mouth on her nipples was an honor I thought I'd never get to receive.

I didn't even know if I was doing a good job, but I placed my lips around her areola and began sucking like a baby desperate for milk. Her eyes rolled back, and I could tell she was rubbing herself even faster. Still, even if I wasn't hoping for her to have an orgasm, just simply getting to put my mouth on her nipple was more than enough to satisfy me for a lifetime.

As if things couldn't get any better, Julia then grabbed my hand and placed it on her other breast. She had seemingly given me permission to fondle her tit. But as I grabbed a hold of her breast, while still sucking on the other, she corrected me by forcing my fingers to twist her other nipple.

Once I caught her message, I was left stimulating both of her nips as she continued to masturbate for me. Her head rolled back, and she began moaning out my name, leaving me gasping.

"Phillip... Yes, baby... That feels so good... You're such a good boy..."

I didn't even know why the things she was saying were turning me on so much. But as I pressed my weak frame against her strong body, and I graced her rock hard nipples with my fingers and my tongue, I grew even more pathetically desperate to see her orgasm.

I thought things couldn't get better. I thought I couldn't be any happier than I was in that moment... But then... we suddenly reached yet another milestone...

Julia caught me by surprise when she grabbed my hand and pulled it away from her breast. At first, I let out a little whimper, hoping she wasn't keeping me from it because I had done a bad job. However, what she offered next would end up being much better than I could have ever prayed for.

"Would you like to help me masturbate?" she whispered into my ear with her vulnerable voice.

My eyes lit up, and my hand began shaking. But fortunately, she was there to guide me, and even show me how to use my hand as she placed my fingers on her warm and glossy clitoris.

It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I was almost afraid to rub it, but she guided me in a careful manner, while whispering to me, "Just rub it like that, baby..."

I did as I was told, and a smile grew on my face as I heard her whimpering from my actions. Out of all the things she had ever done for me, this was now probably my favorite. It was the only time that I ever knew for sure that she was the one receiving pleasure instead of me.

Julia may have been struggling, but I was having an even more difficult time keeping my composure. I was overcome with a mix of excitement and empowerment, while also fulfilling my desire to please her. And as her clitoris sloshed around against my fingers, feeling like a warm jelly pearl, I couldn't help but moan with her, allowing both of our voices to echo throughout the apartment.

As the pleasure was seemingly overwhelming her, I could only hope that she was about to experience an orgasm from the touch of my hand. Feeling giddy that I was about to achieve the highest honor in my entire life, I eagerly asked, "Are you about to cum?!"

To my surprise, Julia's entire body froze, and her face completely stopped wincing. She then turned her head towards me and stared deep into my eyes, bringing me fear that I had ruined the moment.

Instead, what happened next was something I could have never been prepared for... something I never imagined I would do... something only the real one-hundred percent Julia could ever do to me...

With a twinkle in her eye and a smirk growing from her lips, she pounced up to her knees and positioned herself in front of my face. The next thing I knew, I was lying flat on my stomach, with my head up, and my mouth pressed against her crotch. She placed her hand through my hair, and without saying a word, forced me to lick her pussy like the submissive little bitch that I was for her.

There she sat, on her knees, while I was spread out in front of her, like a dog. Like she always did in the past, she forced me to swallow my pride, placing me in this demeaning position so I could worship her like the goddess she was to me.

I bopped my head up and down, licking the juicy lips of her pussy. All the while, she had a tight hold of my hair, and was forcing my face against her so tightly, all I could breathe in was her sweet, sweet aroma.

Then suddenly, as if I needed any encouragement, I felt a harsh sting against my ass. She had reached over and spanked my little behind, while demanding I continue to pleasure her.

"Lick my pussy, you little pervert!" Julia yelled, smacking my ass once again. She then thrusted her crotch into my face, forcing me to suck on her clit with all the passion I had for her. "Eat it! Show me what a fucking pervert you are for me!"

As always with Julia, I did as I was told, and as she pulled on my hair, spanked my bottom, demeaned me with her words, and reminded me that she would always be the boss whenever we were in bed together... I sucked on her clit, and twirled my tongue around it, until eventually... she rewarded me with the first climax I had ever witnessed from her in my entire life...

In that moment... I truly found pure joy...

And in that moment, as her thighs squeezed the sides of my head relentlessly, and her juices gushed out onto my face, dripping down to my chin... I knew, more than ever before...

... That this nice guy... didn't finish last...

This nice guy got the reward of all rewards...

This nice guy got the one thing he ever wanted in life...

This nice guy ended up with...

... Julia...

End.