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Paige tried to relax her body, to enjoy this moment without holding back on her orgasm, but she couldn’t. The moment her body swallowed the toy, the second Juliet really got going, Paige was going to come harder than she’d ever come before.

“Relax, gorgeous.” Juliet’s soothing voice had Paige doing exactly that, her knees almost giving out when Juliet thrust hard and fast. “Mmhmm. That’s better.”

“Juliet, I-I…” Paige clenched her jaw, gripping the seat. “Fuck, I need to come.”

“Already?”

Paige may not be able to see Juliet, but she felt her smirking as she asked that question. What could Paige say? Her girlfriend was too hot for her to handle.

“Y-yes.”

Juliet slowed her thrusts, running her palm up Paige’s back beneath her T-shirt. That settled her, kind of, her body no longer on the brink of exploding. “You don’t know how wet it makes me seeing you like this, Paige. There’s something incredibly sexy about seeing you let go and enjoy yourself.”

“Yeah?” Paige grinned as she chanced another look over her shoulder. The look she found in Juliet’s eyes only had her on the edge again. This woman…she genuinely wanted Paige. Mind. Blown.

“Fuck, yes.” Juliet thrust hard. “Keep your eyes on me.”

Paige wasn’t sure that was possible.

“And don’t come.”

Okay, that was never going to happen. But for Juliet, she would try. She’d do anything for the woman deep inside her. Juliet bent her knees and thrust deeper. “J-Juliet.” Paige’s eyes fluttered closed, but that only had Juliet stopping suddenly.

“What did I say?”

“I-I can’t.” Paige whimpered, earning her a squeeze of the arse cheek. But that only opened her up more to Juliet, and as she watched Juliet, her lip between her teeth as she pushed deeper, it took everything within Paige to hold on for a moment longer. “Please.”

“Oh, Paige. I don’t want to ever stop fucking you.” Juliet watched herself as she fucked Paige hard and fast.

“P-please, let me come.”

Juliet forced her hips against Paige, her own breath ragged. “Fuck, you’re too much.” Juliet moaned with each push of her hips, her nails digging into Paige’s skin. “But so good.”

Paige’s thighs shook when Juliet reached a hand around her, her fingers finding Paige’s clit. “Oh, shit. F-fuck.”

“Come for me, Paige.”

Paige released around the toy buried inside her, roaring her approval when Juliet thrust, short and sharp, her own orgasm rolling through her. “Yes. Just like that.” Paige trembled as she tried to hold herself up, and then she felt Juliet slump against her, panting. “Oh, God.”

Paige groaned when the toy slid out of her, but then complete euphoria took over her. Nothing could ever compare to this moment. Letting go, living life on her terms, nobody could take this from her, whatever happened next.

Juliet stepped back, helping Paige to her feet, and turned her against the car. “Paige.” She noted how Juliet shuddered as she released the toy from inside herself.

Paige shook her head, silencing Juliet with a kiss. Her hands found Juliet’s neck, her nails grazing her skin. “Thank you.”

Juliet frowned as she touched her forehead to Paige’s. “For what?”

“Making me feel so fucking good.”

“I wouldn’t want you to feel any other way when you’re with me.” Juliet grinned, suddenly bending down and taking Paige’s shorts and underwear from the floor. “Maybe next time, you can lose the underwear. It’s really not necessary.”

Chapter 18

YOURS

One month later…

Paige stretched as she yawned, tiptoeing barefoot into Juliet’s living room. While she loved being at the bar, she loved Thursdays even more. It meant they had a day and night off together to do absolutely nothing. Only this morning, Paige wanted to run something by Juliet. Paige had called Harriet while Juliet prepared a pot of coffee ten minutes ago. She hadn’t gone into too much detail about the real reason for her call, simply stating it was a quick catch up. When Paige had asked if Harriet has seen or spoken to James recently, her best friend had told Paige that James was out of the country for the weekend. Harriet and James had shared a drink together mid-week, and she recalled the brief mention of a new business venture in Paris, but Paige hadn’t paid too much attention to the ins and outs of it all. The fact he wouldn’t be there meant Paige had the perfect opportunity to do something she had been considering for a week or two now.

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