Page 45 of The Hideout

Paige slowly eased her tongue inside Juliet and applied more pressure to her clit. “P-Paige, fuck!”

“Mmm. You like that?”

“Oh, I fucking love it.” Juliet rocked her hips when Paige dove back in, the urge to come for this woman leaving her teetering on the edge. “God, that mouth.”

Paige replaced her tongue with her fingers, stood, and rested between Juliet’s legs. When she drew Juliet into a kiss, Juliet’s arousal covering her lips, Paige sunk two fingers inside her slowly. Paige drew back, touching her forehead to Juliet’s, and whispered, “I don’t want this night to end.”

Juliet stroked the back of Paige’s neck and smiled. “We’re going to have so many more moments like this, Paige.”

“Promise me,” Paige said, the heel of her hand pressing against Juliet’s clit. She couldn’t hold on much longer; it simply wasn’t possible. “Promise me that whatever happens, I’ll have the chance to touch you again.”

“Oh, I promise.” Juliet rocked her hips against Paige’s hand, that delicious sensation far more intense than it had been with any woman in a long time. “Paige, please…make me come.”

Paige grinned, pushing in and out of Juliet a little faster, a little harder, so fucking deep.

“Y-yes, oh, y-yes.” Juliet’s entire body came alive, one hand fisting in the bed sheet, the other holding Paige against her. Her walls tightened, the sound of just how wet she was for this woman only turning Juliet on more. “I…I’m coming.”

“Mm.” Paige thrust harder, her own hips bucking against her hand as Juliet roared her approval. “God, I could watch you come over and over,” Paige captured Juliet’s lips in a fierce kiss, tongues rolling, their bodies shaking. And then Paige slowed, still teasing Juliet, as she whispered, “Where the hell did I find you?”

Juliet was asking herself the very same question. Paige had come into her life so unexpectedly that she was surely going to disappear at some point. “Don’t think about that right now.”

“No?”

“No, beautiful. It’s my turn to really taste you. But I have a question.”

“Fire away.” Paige propped herself up against Juliet.

“How…do you feel about toys?”

As Juliet watched Paige’s features change, she didn’t wait for a response. When her eyes lit up, they told Juliet everything she needed to know.

“Oh, it’s time for you to get completely naked.”

* * *

Paige woke to the sound of the coffee machine grinding beans, the scent of Juliet enveloping her in the most soothing of ways. While this may feel unusual for her, waking up in another woman’s bed, Paige wasn’t going to let it freak her out. Because that could easily happen if she allowed it to, without a doubt.

No, this morning, she was going to enjoy being here…and whatever else came with dating Juliet Saunders. She didn’t need to overthink. She didn’t need to worry about the future. The here and now was what mattered today. Just Paige and Juliet, doing their own thing…together.

She stretched her body the length of the bed, grinning—and groaning—when it slowly started to come alive. Paige couldn’t say she’d ever partaken in marathon sex before, but she planned to do it a whole lot more now that she’d been introduced. Juliet, the way her hands stroked Paige’s skin so deftly…phew, that woman knew what she was doing.

With the smell of coffee growing stronger, Paige reluctantly sat up in bed, the sheet wrapped around her, shoulders exposed. Did she have to leave this bed today? Could she at least stay here until midday? The apartment she was renting was great, amazing given the fact that it was right in the city centre, but Juliet wasn’t there. Her presence wouldn’t linger or her perfume. No, Paige wanted to be here for as long as Juliet would have her today.

Paige considered climbing from the bed, but Juliet came sauntering into the bedroom wearing that sexy smile Paige adored. “Mornin’.”

“Good morning,” Juliet said, placing a cup of coffee on the bedside table next to Paige. “Sleep well?”

“What little sleep I did get, I slept very well.” Paige lifted her coffee, wrapping her hands around the cup and bringing it to her lips. Even Juliet’s coffee was perfect. “Don’t worry, I’ll get out of your hair soon.”

Juliet slid into bed, unfortunately wearing her robe. But that could only be a good thing in Paige’s mind. It meant they would actually make it to the bar later. “You’re welcome to hang around here for as long as you want. I have no plans before I open the bar.”

Paige shifted closer to Juliet, craving that warmth and security. “Thanks for having me over last night.”

“Oh, no. Thank you.” Juliet turned her face, kissing Paige on the temple. “How are you feeling this morning?”

“About what?”

“Everything, I guess.” Juliet slid further down the bed, resting against the headboard. She held her coffee in her lap, the silence of the room calming. “Mostly us, but everything else, too.”

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