Page 58 of Chapel Bend


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She cries out, leaning back on her elbows and scooting to the edge of the counter. When her hand fists in my hair, holding me to her, I almost smile.

She has nothing to worry about because I have no intention of moving away from this very spot.

She’s already dripping wet, her clit hard and ready for the tip of my tongue to gently move back and forth over it, playing it like an instrument.

I push two fingers into her, and her hips buck up off the counter. My free hand cups her ass, holding her up as I eat and suck and pull as much from her as I possibly can.

“Apollo!” She slaps the granite beside her hip. “Holy shit, I can’t. I can’t. Holy shit.”

“You can.” I go in for more, curling my fingers inside her over and over again until she’s crying out from the ecstasy of the orgasm as it moves through her.

I glance up, and her eyes are bright with pleasure as she catches her breath.

“More,” I growl and cover her completely with my mouth, pulling and sucking as she shrieks in surprise and starts to shudder once more.

“I swear to god,” she mutters, but the thought dissipates as she succumbs to yet another climax. “Holy fuck.”

Unable to wait any longer, I pop the button on my jeans and work them down over my hips far enough to unleash myself, pause just long enough to protect her, and then plunge into her. There is no stopping to let her adjust to me before I’m pounding in and out of her at a hard, harsh pace that has us both groaning with pleasure.

“Do it,” she says, sitting up and wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Come.Come.”

“Jesus,” I groan and can’t hold myself back from doing exactly that as her silky core contracts around me, milking me dry.

When I can open my eyes again, I’m pretty sure I haven’t just had a stroke, but I see June smiling with immense satisfaction.

“Yeah,” she says before swallowing hard. “Like that.”

“I’m afraid of going too hard and hurting you.”

“I like it a little rough.” She laughs and bites my lower lip before kissing me tenderly. “If I’m being honest, I like it all the ways.”

“That’s comforting.” I kiss her nose and then slip out of her and help her to her feet before I search for the closest bathroom. Once I’ve cleaned myself up, I find her redressed and sitting on the couch, watching the water.

“I never know what to do with downtime,” she admits as I sit next to her and pull her against me. “Especially in the past year.”

“You worked your ass off this year,” I agree and kiss her head, taking a breath and drawing the scent of her shampoo deep into my lungs. “Aside from building amazing things, do you have any hobbies?”

“It used to be annoying the shit out of you.” She laughs and pokes me in the ribs. “Ruined that pastime.”

“I’m not sorry. What else? Do you knit? Make jewelry? Do the geocache thing?”

“No, no, and no, but I did randomly find a geocache once. I guess I just work and hang out with the girls. What about you? Do you play any instruments? Scuba dive? Have you written the next great-American novel?”

“I used to the play the guitar very badly. I had myself convinced that I would be the next Richie Sambora.”

“Who’s that?”

I stare down at her, floored. “You don’t know who Richie Sambora is? You know, the guitarist for Bon Jovi?”

She shakes her head.

“You know who Bon Jovi is, though, right?” I ask before singing a few lines from one of his most popular songs, but she just continues to shake her head. “Who was in charge of your musical education?”

Finally, she dissolves into giggles. “I know who it is. I just wanted to get you to sing. It’s probably good that the band thing never worked out.”

I can’t help myself. I roll on top of her and begin the tickle attack, making her shriek and laugh until she cries out, “Uncle! Uncle!”

“You’re a smart-ass, Juniper.”

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