Rowan’s hips writhed underneath Juniper’s. “Junie, Juniper. Fuck. Please.”
Juniper smiled smugly, sat back, and dragged her fingernails across Rowan’s nipples as she did. “That was fast.”
Rowan leaned forward, fisted a hand in Juniper’s hair, and pulled her back down. “You’re not done yet.” She absorbed Juniper’s gasp into her mouth as she claimed Juniper’s with her tongue and teeth. Rowan pushed her back up into a sitting position, but kept her fingers tangled in her hair.
Juniper’s heart was beating wildly, and she could feel herlips were swollen. She ran two fingers across them and tsked. “Suchan aggressive bottom.”
“Try again.”
“And a little bit of masc ego? I can’t wait for you to absolutely fall apart under me.”
Rowan let her hair go and raised an eyebrow. “So do it then.” She slapped Juniper’s ass with both hands in an upward motion.
Juniper leaned back over Rowan’s body, making sure her achingly peaked nipples grazed as much of Rowan’s skin as possible on her way to whisper in her ear. Her wet hair pooled on Rowan’s breast and trailed up her collarbone causing Rowan’s skin to erupt in goosebumps.
“Have you been holding back on me, Birdsong?”
Rowan’s hands immediately went to pinch Juniper’s nipples causing Juniper to whimper in her ear. Then Rowan slid one hand down the front of Juniper’s body.
Why was she the one all of a sudden whimpering? Feeling her control slipping, Juniper snared Rowan’s wrist to stop her.
“Keep your eyes on what I’m doing,” she demanded.
Rowan’s eyes were transfixed as Juniper slid her fingers through Rowan’s pussy, gathering her wetness, then smeared it across her own. She dipped the same two fingers inside herself and brought them to Rowan’s lips. Rowan’s eyes had followed every movement; they burned into Juniper’s, and her pupils were blown.
“Open your mouth. Tongue out.”
Rowan swallowed thickly. She slowly opened her mouth, and she held out her tongue.
“Now taste us.”
Juniper breathed in and out with such uninhibited excitement she made her own thighs tremble. She deliberately, unhurriedly pushed her fingers onto Rowan’s tongue. When Rowan closed her eyes, Juniper jerked her hand back.
“Ah-ah,” she chastised. “I told you to keep your eyes on me.”
Rowan opened her eyes, and the fire that was there beforehad turned into neediness. Her chest rose and fell in quick successive pants, but she complied. “Pleasefuck me now.”
Juniper moved one leg between Rowan’s so she was no longer straddling her. She pressed behind Rowan’s knee so they could rearrange themselves diagonally against each other.
“Show me how wet you are, Birdsong.”
Finally diverting the gaze she’d had locked on Juniper, Rowan watched herself reach her hand down to spread herself open.
“Use your other hand to show yourself how wet I am for you.”
“Fuck, Junie. This is…” She was now spreading both of them open. “We are… wet,” she panted as she looked down.
“Sotrainable.” She settled her clit onto Rowan’s and held the pressure for a few seconds. Satisfied with the position, she leaned down to bite and tug Rowan’s bottom lip. “It already feels so good,” she murmured against it.
“So good” Rowan breathed out against her lips as she sunk her fingers back into the delicious flesh of Juniper’s hips.
Juniper started to rock against Rowan at a relaxed pace, but the pressure and friction had her already hardened clit on edge. She balanced her hands on Rowan’s taut stomach. She glided their bodies together like that until the slight sheen of sweat on Rowan’s stomach helped her slide her hands forward and curl around Rowan’s ribcage for a more intense angle. With Rowan’s guiding motions controlling Juniper’s hips, their bodies met a perfect rhythm of rising and falling against each other until Juniper was nearly succumbing to the way her lower belly muscles and thighs convulsed and clenched.
“I’m almost there,” Rowan moaned.
“Me too.” Juniper’s gaze was like fire as she looked down into Rowan’s eyes. “Hold onto it and wait for me,” she demanded.
Juniper spread herself further and reached back behind Rowan’s knee to push it down harder, as if any more pressure could ease her insatiable ache. The moan that seized in Rowan’s throat at the way Juniper further spread her legs wasthe whimper Juniper was looking for.
