Juniper wondered if she’d said she was her girlfriend.
“She’s really beautiful.”
“She is. And she’s married to Manny’s cousin who also plays on the team. And she told me she was very happy for me that the woman I always talked about is now my girlfriend. And they had to leave straight after the game to pick up their two kids from the babysitter.”
“Oh,” Juniper said quietly.
Rowan leaned in until her nose grazed the shell of Juniper’s ear. She pitched her tone quiet and low. “Contrary to your wild imagination, there are women in this city I haven’t slept with.”
“Hmm.” Juniper smiled, and she knew Rowan could feel the movement brush her cheek. Her own cheek prickled.
“Were you up there stewing the whole time?”
Juniper turned to whisper in Rowan’s ear, barely brushing her lips against the corner of her mouth on the way. “A little. I was also thinking about how hot it was watching you move like that, seeing you dominate. I also thought about all the ways I wanted to take your clothes off of you.”
“I did tell you there are locker rooms here, right?”
Hands sliding, squeezing, climbing, tangling, Juniper was voracious as they fought for control in the locker room shower. Barely concealed by a cheap, thin shower curtain, Rowan’s eyes darted to the sliver of opening, which gave Juniper the perfect opportunity to sink to her knees on the shower floor.
“Spread your legs for me, Birdsong.”
Rowan closed her eyes and licked her lips as she balanced her foot on an inner ledge of the shower. Juniper grazed her teeth up the line of muscle along Rowan’s inner thigh in tiny successive bites as her other hand glided up and over her other thigh to hold her hip in place against the shower wall.
“You’re going to give me what I want, but you have to do it fast.”
Rowan ran her hands through Juniper’s hair, lovingly at first, to clear her pathway and see her face. But as she made eye contact with her, she entangled her fingers into her hair and brought her face tightly to her center.
“You’re the one teasing me to the point of exploding.”
Then with a hunger she’d never known herself to possess, Juniper began devouring Rowan’s pussy. The first swipe of Juniper’s tongue caused Rowan’s body to tense. Her hips shot forward, and Juniper had to balance her hands against the wall.
“Fuck,” Rowan hissed.
Then Rowan took Juniper’s face with her as she sank her trembling hips back into the shower wall behind her. Her hands struggled to find balance on the slippery shower wallsas she continued to shake against Juniper’s mouth, so she rested her head against the wall again and scrunched her fingers through the hair on the top of Juniper’s head instead. Juniper applied firm pressure as she glided her hands up the front of Rowan’s wet body, garnering Rowan’s attention as they locked eyes.
She watched Rowan bite back a whimper. Without stopping, Juniper lightly shook her head to reprimand that behavior. Rowan squeezed her eyes together, so Juniper sucked her clit into her mouth and sucked hard.
“You’re going to make me come like that,” Rowan exhaled over a shaky whisper as her eyes shot back open.
Juniper hoped her eyes reflected what she wanted to say as she kept her eyes locked on Rowan’s.
Just want to make you come over and over again for the rest of your life.
Rowan squeezed her bottom lip between her teeth as she silently came against Juniper’s face.
Juniper sat back to admire the way she’d made the flesh in front of her glisten. She held Rowan’s gaze as she stood up, licking her wetness from her mouth. Then she pushed her tongue into Rowan’s mouth as they lost themselves in the moment.
Juniper leaned back to catch her breath. She smirked as she looked down, encouraging Rowan’s eyes to follow. She swiped her finger leisurely back and forth between Rowan’s lips. “Clean up, Birdsong. You’re a mess.”
Rowan captured her wrist, and her eyes darted toward the crack in the curtain. She pushed Juniper’s hand further down. “I need more, Junie.”
Juniper grabbed Rowan’s hair to bring her mouth to hers as she slid two fingers inside her. They never broke their kiss as Juniper worked her fingers in and out, over and over, to give her very hot girlfriend her second orgasm in the gym locker room shower. Rowan whimpered her orgasm into Juniper’s mouth, and Juniper smiled into their kiss with self-satisfaction.
Manny shook his head mirthfully as they emerged from the locker room, freshly showered, clearly culpable.
“Do I want to know why Juniper needed a shower too, when she didn’t play?” He asked as they approached.
“Oh, Juniperplayed, just not basketball.”
