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Finally the door opens. We fall inside and I kick it shut.

She’s already pulling at my shirt. I yank it over my head. Her sweater follows. Then her bra.

“Bed,” she says.

I pick her up, carry her to the bed, and lay her down.

“I can’t believe you bought thirty-six condoms,” she says between kisses.

“You like it.” I’m working on her jeans now. Her underwear goes with them.

And then she’s completely naked beneath me, long legs, soft curves, the faint pink marks from my mouth on her thighs from earlier and I have to just stop and look at her for a second.

“What?” she asks, suddenly self-conscious, her arms twitch like she wants to cover herself.

“Nothing. Just—you’re perfect.”

“I’m not?—”

“You are.” I kiss her slow and deep. “You really, really are.”

I work my way down, kissing her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. Take my time with each one, circling her nipples with my tongue until she’s squirming under me.

She makes this sound when I suck one into my mouth. This breathy little gasp that goes straight through me.

“Romeo, don’t tease me.”

“I’m not teasing. I’m appreciating.”

“You can appreciate later. Right now I need—” She arches up against me. “I need you.”

I kiss down her stomach, her hip bones, the inside of her thighs, spreading her legs wider. She tries to bring her knees back together, still so shy about being open to me like this.

“What are you doing?” Her voice is already shaky.

“Don’t hide from me JuJu. I’ve been wanting to do this since you ordered that second mimosa and licked the sugar off the rim like it was my cock.”

“We don’t have time?—”

“We have all the time in the world, JuJu.” I settle between her legs. “And I’m hungry.”

“You just ate brunch?—”

I put my mouth on her and she stops talking.

“Then tell me what you want, Juliette.”

“You know what I want.”

“Say it.”

She hesitates. “I want your fingers inside me while you suck on me.”

Fuck. Hearing prim and proper Juliette say that might actually kill me.

I give her what she wants, flatten my tongue against her and she cries out, hips bucking up. I hold her down with one hand on her stomach and work her with my mouth, alternating between broad strokes and suction, learning what makes her fingers tighten in my hair.

I slide two fingers inside her and she nearly comes offthe bed.