Page 12 of One More Night


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Reaching up, I grab the open sides of my shirt and slide it off my body. I go to reach for my pants, but she beats me to it. Her small hands work the buckle of my slacks, then pops open the button and pulls down the zipper.

She hooks her fingers into the sides and pushes them down, staying completely quiet. Her eyes roam over my body slowly, making me feel a sort of pride. How she looks at me is exactly how I look at her. Utterly full of lust and desire.

“I want you,” she whispers, laying her hands flat on my chest.

She pushes me backward, forcing me to step out of my pants until I hit the shower. The water is warm— a stark contrast to the cool air— and my body breaks out with goosebumps, but her hands chase them away as they slide down my slick skin.

She drops to her knees in front of me, then looks at me through her lashes before grabbing my cock. She pumps me slowly with her hand before opening her mouth and closing it over me. Instantly, my knees try to buckle. The feeling of her is beyond words. Wet and warm and made to fit me.

She flattens her tongue and slides me even further. The tip of my dick hits the back of her throat, and I have to brace myself, so I don’t come. I place one hand on the shower wall and the other on her head.

“Fuck, Juliet,” is the only thing I can get out, and even then, it comes out breathy and almost illegible.

Her mouth forms a smile around me as she bobs her head quicker. Each stroke feels better than the last. I tangle my fingers in her wet hair and grip the strands lightly. Within seconds, I can feel the muscles in my stomach start to clench, and my balls start to tighten.

I jerk her head lightly to pull her away. “If you keep going, I’m going to come down your throat.”

With the tip of my cock resting on her lips, she smiles again. “Then do it, Mr. Taylor.”

I smile, lick my teeth, then reach down and grip her chin. I slowly force her mouth back open and slide my length over her tongue. “What if I don’t want to come yet?”

She raises a brow in challenge before closing her lips around me again. This time, when the tip of my cock hits the back of the throat, she does the same thing from the night before. The very thing that drove me crazy.

She swallows.

She swallows over and over again, making her throat contort around the tip of me, before pulling away slightly and flicking my underside with her tongue. That’s all it takes. My knees lock, my fingers fist her hair harder, and I come.

Juliet doesn’t stop until every last drop is rung from me, then she leans back, lets me fall from her mouth, and swallows every bit of cum.

Wiping the corner of her mouth, she flashes me another smile. I grab her by the shoulders and haul her back to her feet before kissing her. When her tongue touches mine, I taste her sweetness and the saltiness from me. It’s the perfect fucking mixture. It’s us.

Breaking our kiss, I turn her around and lean against the wall with my arms wrapped around her. “Now it’s your turn.”

Those four little words have her body shuddering.

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