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Fuck it, the house can burn for all I care.
I swoop Juniper up with my hands under her ass, lifting her from the stool to carry her to my room. Her acceptance is immediate with her arms wrapping around my neck, legs around my waist, her head tilting so she can kiss my neck.
Christ, that feels good and it’s not just her lips grazing the sensitive skin below my beard line, but the fact that it’s Juniper Ryan, my first, only, one true love initiating touch with me.
In my room, I deposit her on the bed and move over the top of her with one knee on the mattress and one foot still solidly on the ground. I need that—she makes me dizzy with desire.
Juniper stares up at me, a trusting smile playing on her full lips. The animal in me wants to shred her clothes to pieces because I want her far too badly. I want her naked and I want inside her, right now.
But although we’ve been intimate with each other more times than we could count in the past, this feels all too shiny and new. I don’t want to rush any part of it.
Bringing my other knee up, I press my palms onto the mattress beside her head. My gaze roves over the angles and soft curves of her face, taking care not to get too lost in the allure of her eyes. I know the more turned on she is, the more the gold will leach out and the darker they’ll become. I used to love to study the changes as I touched her.
My eyes pin on those lips which have slid over nearly every inch of my body. Bending down, I graze my mouth over hers ever so gently, but even that small touch is electric. A welling of need produces a rumble in my chest.
I deepen the kiss, giving her my tongue again, and Juniper’s hands press against my chest. Not to push me away, but to lay over my breastbone where my heart booms. Her head lifts, her tongue invading my mouth with urgency. A tiny purr flutters out of her and it makes my dick ache.
Just a kiss.
A fucking great kiss and I’m ready to bury myself deep.
Juniper’s hands move down my chest, dip under the hem of my T-shirt, then slide back up. Her soft fingers travel across my abdomen before bunching into the material. She makes a yearning sound, trying to pull it past my shoulders.
I’m all for giving her what she wants so I go to my knees, lifting away from her. I pull the shirt over my head and toss it to the floor.
My skin turns hot from the way her eyes eagerly move over my body, taking in the differences from fifteen years ago. I hope there aren’t many since I work my ass off to stay in shape. Her gaze drifts south, coming to rest where my erection strains against the loose material of my track pants. Her staring at it only makes me harder.
Juniper’s hands move to the waistband and my lungs clog up as my body locks tight. Dipping her fingertips into the stretchy band, she pulls it down only a few inches to reveal the head of my cock. I am fucking dizzy when she grazes a thumb over the tip, gathering the wetness seeping out.
And all my fucking dirty fantasies of Juniper and that mouth come full circle when she rubs the slick over her bottom lip.
“Jesus Christ, Juni,” I grumble, knowing that I need to get control over her.
She tries to reach for the waistband of my pants again, but I move lightning-fast, pulling her up and off the bed. When her feet are on the floor I work efficiently, pulling her T-shirt over her head. She’s not wearing a bra, something I was very much aware of when she walked into the kitchen, and I don’t even hesitate to look my fill. My body bends, my head goes to her breasts and I latch onto a nipple with a gentle, laving tongue.
“Callum,” she groans, her hands clamping onto my head to hold me there.
“Fuck I missed your tits,” I proclaim, moving to the other breast. They’re not the biggest but they’re perfect to me.
I barely get my lips on her nipple when her fingers tug at my hair. “Touch me with your hands, Callum. Everywhere.”
I straighten and move my hands to her breasts. I squeeze them gently as I bend in to kiss her again. Open-mouthed, our tongues immediately duel, but only for a few seconds.
More important things to do.
My hands go to Juniper’s sweatpants and I drag them down, panties going along for the ride. Her hands rest on my shoulders for balance as she pulls her feet free. How many times over our lives have I stripped her just like this?
I glance up at her and she giggles, perhaps still bubbly from the champagne. “You always managed to make short work of our clothes.”
“I’ve always been impatient to get to your goods,” I reply with a grin.
I straighten, manage to discard my pants and then we tumble onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. Our hands immediately seek out bare skin and our mouths fuse again in a scorching hot kiss that robs me of oxygen.
The kisses turn savage, my teeth snagging onto her bottom lip in a stinging pinch before I lick it better. Her fingernails score into my chest, the sharp bite reminding me that sometimes things got so intense that we’d take pieces of each other.
Our naked bodies press together, legs entwined as her hands move to my shoulders. My skin is so sensitive I can feel her nipples against my chest and my cock is thick and hot against her belly. What I wouldn’t give right now to just slam into her, but we’ve barely even begun and as much as I want to chase that orgasm, I want to experience everything we used to have together in the ways of foreplay.
Space is what I need so I end the kiss as I roll Juniper to her back. Her legs part and I settle between them, but I keep still. Her gaze, fevered and intense, meets mine. She digs a tooth into her bottom lip and a million memories of her sucking my cock flood my mind. If she went down on me now, I’d never survive it.
