Page 64 of I Won't Be In On Monday

“I don’t know. I just?—”

“You just, what?” I reach my thumb over her nipple and play with it gently. She bites down on her lower lip and closes her eyes as she emits a low moan. “Do you like that?” I say.

“Mmm,” she responds.

“Open your eyes, Juniper. Look at me.”

She opens her eyes slowly and looks at me, nodding. “It feels nice.”

“Good,” I say as I cup her breasts gingerly and kiss the valley between them all the way down to her belly button. My tongue darts into her belly button, and she squeals, bursting out laughing. I stand up and stare down at her. “What is it?”

“I guess I'm just very ticklish,” she says. “That tickled a lot.”

“Did it?” I say as I look down at her half-naked on the top of my desk. I wonder where else she's ticklish. I wonder what other noises she would make if I were to put my tongue in other places. I dismiss the thought. I know I can't take it that far. My handsdon't seem to agree with my brain as they rest on the side of her hips on her sweatpants.

“What are you doing?” she says, staring up at me, mouth parted as I start to tug down her sweatpants. I pull them to mid-thigh and stare at her black panties. She’s changed out of the thong from earlier. I want to open her legs. I want to taste her. I want her to understand what it is to have an experience that is both orgasmic and magical at the same time. But I stop myself because I know I can't go that far, not with her. Not yet.

I pull her sweatpants back up and grab her hands and pull her off the table. She blinks at me and chews on her lower lip. “Is everything okay?” she asks, as she reaches over and touches my chest hair again.

“Of course,” I say, bringing her lips to mine and kissing her again. “But I think that I need to stop now.”

“Oh, you're not attracted to me?” she asks sadly. I burst out laughing. “What? That's not funny.” She glares at me. Her breasts jiggle slightly, and I rub my palms against them roughly. She moans loudly, and I press my lips against hers, sucking and kissing as I slip my fingers down into her panties. She’s wet, and I easily slip two fingers inside of her.

“Darling. I've never been more attracted to anyone in my life,” I whisper against her lips, and she squirms and moans. She tilts her head back, and I kiss her neck. I pick her up and place her on the desk, pushing her back. I tug her sweatpants down, along with her panties, and rub her clit with my thumb. She’s trembling as her breasts bounce back and forth, and I grunt. She sits up slightly, her hair tousled, her eyes dazed. She reaches over and unzips my pants and rubs my cock. I still, loving the feel of her fingers on me.

“We should stop.” I grunt. “We literally just spoke about the fact that you want your first time to be special and?—”

“We’re not going to have sex,” she says, her lips parted as she plays with the tip of my cock. My cock grows harder, and I pull her up against me. I kiss her hard and crush her breasts against my chest. My fingers move back to her wetness, and I move my cock up to brush against her clit. She moans lightly, and it takes everything in me not to thrust inside of her.

“We have to stop.” I groan, trying to have restraint. “We've already gone too far,” I say, pulling back and quickly picking up her bra and handing it to her. “You should put this back on.”

“Why?” She’s flustered.

“Because I want to do things to you that will make you blush as red as beetroot. I want to make you scream. I want to make you call out my name. I am ten seconds away from fucking you silly, Juniper, and I know you don’t want that.” A part of me wants her to tell me that she wants me to fuck her. All she has to do is say the word and I’d be inside of her so hard and fast.

She nods slowly as she pulls on her bra. I sigh reluctantly as I pick up her shirt and hand it to her. “We should get something to eat. I'm sorry that I ruined your plans for your date. That was selfish of me.”

“Why did you do that?” She blinks. “I just don't understand.”

“Because I didn't think Marco sounded like a great guy.”

“But you didn't know anything about him.”

“Maybe I was jealous, okay?” The words come out before I can stop them. Her jaw drops, and I let out a sigh. “I mean, I don't know why I was jealous. Obviously, I have no reason to be jealous. But the thought of you going on a date with this man… I don't know, it just didn't sit right with me. And so I thought maybe—" I shrug. “None of this makes sense. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything.”

“You were jealous. But why?” She steps forward. “Is it because?—”

“Is it because what?” I ask.

“Is it because you think I have a good relationship with Canyon, and you want me to babysit her more often?”

I stare at her for a couple of seconds and shake my head. “What are you talking about, Juniper? If I wanted you to babysit Canyon, why would I be jealous of you going on a date with some random man?”

“I don’t know, but?—”

“But nothing. I know that you're innocent, but sometimes I just wonder if you're absolutely clueless.”

She glares at me.“I'm not clueless. I was just wondering. I mean, you did want me to babysit Canyon before so you could go on a date, and you did tell some lady that I was nothing, just your assistant.”

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