“You’re making me self-conscious, JC.” My voice was strained. “Do you mind getting my pants the rest of the way down my legs?”
“Oh, yeah. Sure.” She navigated my bad knee with tremendous care and then tugged the other leg off, dropping them with my T-shirt. And then, with a movement that was incredibly graceful and fluid, she stood, flung one leg over both of mine, and sank down to straddle my lap. My stiff dick jutted up between her stomach and mine.
“Noah.” Juliet slid her arms around my neck, linking her hands at the back of my head. “I kind of manipulated you into this . . . but if it’s not okay, all you have to do is tell me. If you’re not into this—into me—I promise, I won’t be hurt.”
I managed a wry chuckle. “Can’t you tell how much I’m into it—into you?”
“Well, I thought that was a good indication, but I wanted to give you the choice to say no.” She slipped her hands down my chest, tracing my abs. Her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock, moving up and down. “Because once you say yes, I’m not planning to stop. I’m not even going to slow down.”
“Okay.” I croaked out the word. “I’m on board with that.”
Juliet smiled. “Good to know.” She ran her thumb over the head of my dick and then trailed her fingertips down my length. “What do you like, Noah? Tell me what pleases you.”
I opened my mouth to tell her that I had no idea, that my only experience was with one woman, and then I realized that was no longer true. I’d been with Alison between then and now—and suddenly, panic gripped me. What the hell was I doing here, with someone who wasn’t Alison? I remembered with painful clarity her lips on me, the sound of her cries when I’d made her come, and I felt ugly, like I was cheating on her.
But that was ridiculous, because it had been months since we’d been together. I hadn’t spoken to her in so long . . . which was my choice, of course. It was better for her. I knew that. And this was just one more step away from her, another step I was taking to protect her from being hurt by me, which was now an inevitability.
So I took a deep breath and lifted my gaze to Juliet’s. “I like . . . anything you do to me. All the ways you touch me. That’s what pleases me.”
“Hmmmm.” She stroked me up and down again. “I’ll tell you a secret. I’m very demanding when it comes to my pleasure, so I won’t hesitate to say what I want.”
“Okay.” I didn’t let my mind wander back to Angela and our first few times together, how we’d fumbled and grappled, so unsure and innocent. I didn’t dare think about Alison and how easily we’d come together, seamlessly and without any awkwardness.
“And first thing I want is your mouth on my tits.” She palmed her breasts and lifted them to my mouth. “I like my nipples to be sucked hard.”
“I think I can do that.” Thank God my mouth and my hands still worked. I kneaded her tit and opened my lips over her nipple. Juliet groaned, arching her back, giving more access and then guiding me to her other breast.
“God, you make me so fucking hot.” She raked her fingers through my hair. “The first time I saw you, I knew I wanted this for us. I knew I wanted your hands on me and—God. I need more.” She rose up and threaded her hand between us, curling her fingers around my shaft and rubbing the head against her slick pussy. “That’s good.”
I mumbled something that I hoped made sense, but I was gritting my teeth to keep from coming too soon. I felt more than a little relief when Juliet moaned, “I want you inside me. I want to ride you hard, fuck you until you come inside me.”
“Yeah—uhhh—condom—” I managed to get the words out. “Upstairs in my room.”
“Don’t need one.” She lined my cock up to her entrance and sank down with another loud groan. “I have an IUD. And a clean bill of health. I figure you’re good after being in the hospital—and it’s not like you’ve been hooking up with your nurses or anything, right?” She gave a huff of laughter that I could feel all around me.
“Yeah, I’m good.” I thought I was. I’d used a condom with Alison. And like Juliet had pointed out, I’d been pumped full of antibiotics during my hospital stay.
“Oh, baby, don’t play coy. You’re not just good—you’re fucking great.” She gripped my shoulders and undulated, her tits bouncing in my face. Her eyes were closed and her neck arched back. “Rub my clit—rub it right there, oh, God, oh, God, I’m going to come—”
I should have been in heaven. I should have been loving every second of this, having wild sex with an almost perfect woman who was clearly having the time of her life on my dick. But while I could feel the pleasure building, and I was sure I’d come as soon as she did, part of me was disturbingly detached, as though I was standing apart, watching all of this happen. Part of me wasn’t at all affected by her moans, the words she was chanting faster and faster now . . .
And then her voice went up an octave, her body stiffened, and her core tightened around me. As I’d predicted, that set off my own orgasm. I dug my fingers into her hips and grunted, feeling spasms that matched hers.
“Oh, my God, Noah. That was incredible.” Juliet brushed a strand of her blonde hair out of her face. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
“No, no, I’m good.” I shifted in the chair. “Do you want me to . . . get you anything?” I was at sea here. What usually happened after this kind of sex? It hadn’t been this strange and uncomfortable with Alison. We’d held onto each other and talked some more, our conversations from earlier picking up naturally. But at this moment, all I honestly wanted was for Juliet to go home.
No such luck, though. She disengaged herself from me, scooped up her clothes, and handed me my crutches. “Let’s go to bed now. I don’t know about you, but I’m sure worn out!”
With a smile over her shoulder that I decided was meant to be enticing, she wandered toward my downstairs bedroom. With a brimming sense of dread that bordered on irritation, I clomped after her on my crutches.
What the hell had I gotten myself into?
10
Noah
“Juliet?”I called out as I stumped out of my bedroom. Sun beamed through the windows of the living room onto the tile floors and gleaming wood accents. The housekeepers had been here the day before, I remembered. That was why everything smelled so nice and looked even better.
