Page 57 of The Hideout

“Who…said anything about later?” Juliet walked Paige backwards until she was pressed to the bonnet of her car. Paige swallowed, her mouth opening and closing, but she had no idea if Juliet was playing games in this moment. “Well?”

“I, uh…I mean.”

Juliet smirked as she drew Paige into a kiss, her body pressing against Paige. “I thought you wanted to have great sex?”

“I-I do. But…here? Now?”

As one hand slid up the inside of Paige’s thigh, her body responded without a second thought. It didn’t matter that they were in the middle of the countryside. Paige was always going to give Juliet whatever she wanted. They could have an audience, and she wouldn’t be overly concerned.

“You seem…I don’t know.” Juliet cocked her head, dragging her nails higher. “A little tense, maybe?”

“I just didn’t think I’d be in this position today.” Paige closed her eyes, the sensation of Juliet’s fingers doing unimaginable things to her body. “F-fuck.”

“We can change position if you’d prefer that.”

Paige grinned, wrapping a hand around the back of Juliet’s neck and kissing her with eagerness. Whether they had deep and meaningful sex or raw and raunchy, it really didn’t matter. When Juliet’s lips were on Paige’s, when her tongue glided against her own, Paige felt grounded. As though she was supposed to be here. Because it felt normal and natural to be with another woman. It felt real. The only real thing Paige had in her life.

“Paige?”

Paige shook herself out of the thoughts whirring around her mind. Juliet was here…and she wanted Paige. She could never deny her that. “Sorry. I was busy thinking about how much I love kissing you.”

Juliet grinned against Paige’s lips. “Hold that thought. And do not move.”

Paige felt the loss immediately when Juliet stepped away and rushed to the boot of her car. What the hell was she doing? She should have had her hand down Paige’s shorts by now! “Babe?”

“Wait! Don’t come around here.”

Paige frowned, the tone of Juliet’s voice encouraging her to stay right where she was. “Okay, but like…what are you doing?” Paige took her phone from her pocket, bringing up the selfie they’d taken, and changed her wallpaper. Home and lock screen. It was no hardship to see Juliet and those gorgeous eyes every time she picked up her device. None whatsoever. “Is everything okay?” Paige was growing impatient now, but before she could call out Juliet’s name again, she was right in front of her. “You good?”

“Oh, I’m far better than good.” Juliet had an unfamiliar look in her eyes. “You really want to enjoy yourself and be adventurous?”

It was all Paige desired. “Absolutely.”

Juliet took Paige’s hand and lowered it between them. She guided it between her legs, smirking when it dawned on Paige what was happening.

“Y-you want to do this here?” Paige throbbed at the mere thought of Juliet using a strap-on, but really…in the countryside? Where some poor unsuspecting dog walker could bump into them? “What if—”

Juliet pressed a finger to Paige’s lips. “Trust me, nobody is going to come by.”

“I…is it inside you?” Paige’s body begged to know that answer, whether she was wary or not.

“Mmhmm.”

She grabbed the strap through Juliet’s pants, tugging gently. The pleasure that rippled across Juliet’s face was a sight to behold. It had been so long since Paige had used any toys. She couldn’t risk James finding them back at home, and there had only been one woman in the past who she had trusted enough to go that far with. Paige recalled how she’d felt that night, away in a hotel with a woman she’d been dating on and off for a few months. It was nothing serious, Helen had known Paige wasn’t in a position to be in a relationship with her, but it didn’t matter. And as she stood here now, Paige knew this was one of the most intimate moments she could share with someone else. She tugged again.

“Oh, fuck.” Juliet’s eyes closed as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “That feels—”

“Oh, I can imagine how it feels,” Paige whispered, leaning into a kiss. “I’m not even wearing it and just knowing it’s inside you,” Paige said, pausing as she searched Juliet’s eyes. “God, I’m wet for you, Juliet.”

Juliet slid her hand past the waistband of Paige’s shorts, gathering her arousal on her fingertips. That grin she wore, dirty but so beautiful, only encouraged Paige to rock her hips.

“Paige, I want to fuck you.”

Oh, shit. Those words…Juliet’s voice.

“I want to fuck you and make you feel so good that you’ll forget you ever had another life.”

Paige wanted that. God, she needed it.

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