She had spent the last hour and a half hanging on to every intellectual, insightful, passionate word that formed on Juniper’s lips. It had made Rowan want the room and all its occupants to fade away, just so that she could push Juniperagainst the podium and show her exactly how brilliant, impressive, and intellectually dominant she was.
Rowan pulled back just enough to shove the key card against the hotel door lock and slam the handle down to open it. Once inside, their lips crashed against each other feverishly, each kiss barely coming to a finish before the next one started. Moving backwards further into the room, Juniper helped her shrug out of her jacket and loosen her tie.
With one hand pressed into the small of Juniper’s back to ensure no section of their bodies stopped touching each other, she coiled her other hand around Juniper’s neck and used just her thumb to tilt her head back toward the sky. Alternating between sucking and biting at the tender skin of Juniper’s throat, she felt nails dig into her scalp. Some kind of a combination of a moan and growl pushed up from the bottom of Rowan’s stomach and through her lips.
“I need you to fuck me,” Juniper panted.
Rowan felt the skin around Juniper’s throat flex under her mouth with each syllable as she said it. Rowan felt like she might die if she didn’t get Juniper’s clothes off of her fast enough.
“I have been waiting to fuck you since you first opened your mouth earlier.”
Rowan leaned down to unceremoniously grab and yank the hem of Juniper’s skirt up over her hips. At the sound of threads popping, Juniper let out a shocked whimper and Rowan absorbed it greedily into the entirety of her body. Her frantic mind encouraged her to find ways to hear more of that. Wild images of what she wanted to do to Juniper found their way into her blood and thrummed in the pulse of her neck.
“You ripped my skirt!” Juniper finally managed to choke out.
“Fuck this skirt, I’ll buy you another one.”
She’d wanted to rip this skirt off of her so many times in the last few months. She pushed Juniper’s ass against the edge of the organized and paper-laden desk in their room.
Juniper waved a frantic hand over the desk to attractRowan’s attention to anything other than her. “Your papers!” She warned.
“Fuck the papers, Junie!”
With one sweeping motion of her hand, Juniper cleared a spot for Rowan to lift her up and onto the desk, sending what had been her neatly arranged succession of papers into disarray, clouding the air around them. The desk creaked forcefully from being shoved against the wall, and this swift, determined, and albeit aggressive motion, caused Juniper to emit a sharp gasp of excitement and pleasure.
With Juniper’s skirt pulled up around her waist, Rowan stripped off Juniper’s underwear as Juniper worked the buttons on her own shirt. Rowan’s hand immediately found Juniper’s pussy, and Juniper arched her back at the feeling of Rowan’s fingers slipping inside her.
“You’re so wet, baby. Can I have it?”
“It’s all for you,” Juniper whispered as she grabbed Rowan’s hair to bring their mouths together again.
Rowan dipped another finger into Juniper, just barely moving in and out at first. Then she glided her fingers up towards her clit, before gliding back down again and back inside of her. She built her rhythm up, teasing and merciless, in tune with Juniper’s changing gasps and moans, alternating between being fully inside of her and tracing circles around her clit. Juniper’s thighs trembled, as she hooked one leg and foot with its barely dangling-on heel around Rowan’s hips to draw her closer.
“I can’t take that anymore! Just inside.”
Rowan gladly complied, sliding her three fingers all the way inside, curling them upward as her fingertips placed a teasingly light pressure as they went in and out, that come hither motion that could beckon an orgasm from the depths of Juniper’s soul.
Their skin dampened with sweat and their panting breaths synced. Juniper’s body curled forward into Rowan’s, and she felt Juniper’s hand joining in with her, as she started rubbingher own clit.
Rowan groaned into the skin where Juniper’s neck met her shoulder. “Fuck yes, Juniper, my god.”
Juniper had managed to get her shirt free and her bra pulled partially down, exposing the tops of her breasts, and teasingly, almost her nipples. Pushing one cup all the way down with her free hand, Rowan was able to take that one now barely exposed brown nipple into her mouth as she sucked and grazed her teeth over it.
Juniper cried out into the air desperately, removing her hand and grasping the edge of the desk next to her. She leaned backward to rest her head on the wall behind her, and her moans got increasingly louder and closer together. Rowan slid a hand behind the nape of Juniper’s neck to bring her back in, closer this time as she picked up the pace even more. This shift made the pressure Rowan was already applying even more intense, and she let out a long, sharp moan.
“Everyone is going to know what I’m doing to you in here,” Rowan warned into her ear.
“Fucking let them!” Juniper gasped wildly, hooking her arm around Rowan’s neck to push herself even closer into her body.
There was no other way to put it. Juniper was getting absolutely fucked by Rowan on this desk. Rowan could see her uninhibited desire mixing fluidly with that feverish panic that revealed itself when she became desperate for that final release. Juniper came hard, body trembling into Rowan’s.
Rowan enfolded her into her arms, nuzzling her face into her hair, and breathing in her scent, her perfect mix of honey, and wildflowers, and that undefinable smell that warm sand gets after a full day of being drenched in the sun. It was downright intoxicating.
Once Juniper’s breathing steadied, she angled up to plant a deliberately slow and delicious kiss on Rowan’s lips. She finished kicking her heels off and slid her body off the desk, and as a result down the full length of Rowan’s body.
Within seconds, Juniper had popped the button on her pantsopen, pushed them down, and had unbuttoned the bottom half of her shirt. Rowan unbuttoned the top buttons herself, pulling it off before Juniper could protest.
“Impatient, are we?” Juniper teased.
