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I’ve never particularly enjoyed shopping, but I love every moment of running errands with Juliet. She argues every time I pay for her things, and it’s damn cute even though I always win, swiping my card until she has bags of clothes and new pointe shoes as well as groceries.
She’s smiling and glowing with happiness while we pack the stuff into my car, and it feels as natural as breathing to hold open the door to the passenger seat and drive her home. We drop off the bags at her place, putting away the groceries, but when she asks where I’m staying and I offer to show her, bright pink colors her cheeks.
Ten minutes later, I’m leading her into the hotel, her hand in mine even though I catch her looking around like she’s worried we’ll see someone she knows. I can’t blame her, but I also want to distract her from any negative thoughts.
“This room is insane,” Juliet gasps, the door to my room closing behind us. “It’s like the size of my entire apartment.”
I set the key card down on the side table and chuckle but don’t disagree. The suite is probably not far off the size of her place, but despite the lavish touches, it can’t compete with the warm, homey atmosphere she’s filled her apartment with.
She spins in a circle to look around, and I stare at her hungrily. The stolen touches and kisses we’ve had while running errands have only stoked the need I have for her. By the way her lips part and her eyes widen when she catches me staring at her, I know she feels it, too.
We move at the same time, drawn to each other. She steps into my arms, and I slide one hand around her waist and the other up to cup the back of her neck.
“I’ve been dying to touch you all fucking day,” I growl against her mouth just before I kiss her, devouring her like I’ve been imagining since last night.
Juliet clings to me as I drop my hands to her thighs and lift her, holding her tight against me so I can walk us over to the bed. She squeals when I slide my hands up to cup her ass, groaning at the way the denim of her jeans prevents me from grabbing her the way I want to.
“Take these off before I rip them off,” I murmur against Juliet’s lips, grinning when she giggles in response.
I sit at the edge of the bed, letting her go only so I can watch as she unzips her jeans and slides them down, wiggling until they’re pooled on the floor. The scrap of pale pink lace barely covering her pussy makes my mouth fucking water.
I go to grab her, intending to strip everything else off so I can have her splayed out beneath me, but she takes a step back with a smirk on her face that makes her eyes sparkle.
“You too,” she rasps, her gaze traveling over my body as she bites her lip. “You’ve seen me. I want to see you, too.”
I’d give her anything she asks for. Quickly, I stand and chuck my clothes onto the floor without a care. I’m already hard and aching, precome beading at the head of my cock, and she stares at me and then licks her lips.
“I’ve waited all day. I’m not waiting a second longer,” I say, needing her more than I’ve ever needed anything. I need to see her come for me again, to feel her gush around my cock, to hear my name fall off her lips. I need everything Juliet can give me.
She helps me as I lift the hem of her tank top up over her head and unclip her bra to let it fall, too, freeing her perfect breasts. Immediately, I dip my head and take her peaked nipple in my mouth, sucking and kissing the rosy bud. Juliet whimpers, her hands going to my head, fingers threading through my hair to keep me close.
“Jared,” she moans, tugging at my hair, her thighs rubbing together where she stands as though she’s desperate for friction.
In seconds, I have us on the bed, leaving kisses down her soft stomach to the waistband of her pink lace panties. When I stroke my tongue over her clit through the lace, I groan when I feel just how wet she is. She arches up, and I tear the panties off her, burying my face between her soft, plush thighs.
If I wasn’t already addicted to her, I would be now.
She’s hot and wet and needy against me, and fuck, I want the taste of her dripping down my chin every fucking day for the rest of her life.
“Jared, please,” she begs, and I curse at the sound.
“You want my cock, little fairy?” I ask, rising to lean over her. Her eyes are half-lidded, and I hold her gaze and rub the pad of my thumb over her clit.
“Y-yes!”
I move, sliding my hands down her legs to grab her ankles and hook them over my shoulders. The angle is obscene, showing off every inch of her, wet and pink and perfect. I groan, so turned on it’s near painful, and drag the head of my cock through her folds, shuddering at the tease of it. Juliet tries to reach for me, but at this angle, she can’t reach anything except her own thighs. Instead, she stretches back to grip the headboard, using her grip to wiggle further down.
“Such a good girl, letting me take care of this neddy pussy.” I guide myself to her entrance, pausing to make sure she’s holding my gaze before I press in.
She’s so tight, so slick with desire, that I nearly lose my damn mind. I swear, gripping her thighs tighter and sinking my full length into her. Juliet’s eyes flutter, her lips parting, a shaky moan spilling from them.
“Christ, you feel so fucking good,” I tell her, control shattering. “I need to fuck you until neither of us can breathe. Can you take it?” I’m aware that in this position, Juliet is at my mercy, and while that thought sends a full-body shiver of pleasure through me, I need her to tell me she wants whatever I can give her.
“I need it, too,” she cries out when I pull away, my cock shining with her desire as I pause with just the head inside her.
“Don’t let go of that headboard.”
When her arms flex with the tightening of her grip, I plunge inside her. Hard and deep, I fuck her like she’s the only thing that exists in this world.
