Page 49 of Knot That Delicate

Juniper’s eyes honed in on my length, and I swear to god, my cock twitched under her disconcerting stare.

“Can I touch it?” she asked, her tone so painfully innocent, yet I was ready to explode from it.

Dylan laughed.“I think he’s going to lose his mind if you don’t touch it, trouble.”

Needing no more encouragement, she leaned forward, gently grasping at my length, making me gasp. Her hand was red hot against my skin, and the first few steady pumps of her hand had my balls tightening up to the point I was pretty sure they were trying to return from where they came.

“Fuck, Juniper,” I growled without thinking about it, quickly sealing my lips shut. The last thing I wanted to do was scare the skittish omega touching my cock.

Only, she wasn’t scared. Quite the contrary.

The moment the growl slipped from my lips, her pupils widened with arousal, the smell of her slick hitting me like a punch to the gut.

I knew Juniper’s smell—her scent was amazing, delicious, in fact—but her scent in heat? It was mind-blowing. My life would never be the same. One whiff of that, and my entire life view changed. There was nothing that mattered anymore, other than Juniper.

“Can I do more?” she asked, biting her lip.

I nodded. “You can doanythingyou want,” I said, putting every ounce of meaning behind it.

Juniper smirked at me as she let go of my length. I had to resist the urge to whine at the loss of her hand, but I was quickly quieted when she crawled over my body. My hands itched to grab her hip and drag her onto my length, but I had to let her do it at her pace.

Just because I was behaving myself didn’t mean that waiting wasn’t fucking painful, though.

Her slick-coated pussy just grazed along my length as she leaned down to kiss me. I had the best of intentions to keep my hands to myself, but I couldn’t resist cupping her face, pulling her closer to me and deepening the kiss.

She tasted so sweet, strawberry and sugar.

I expected her to take it slow, to ease herself into things.

When was I going to learn to expect the unexpected when it came to Juniper?

Adjusting her hips, she expertly lined the head of my cock up with her slit and sank down in one firm, quick movement.

Wet warmth engulfed my cock, and my vision blurred with the intensity of it.

“Holy fuck!” I cried, my hand’s flying to Juniper’s hips, steadying her in place as she smirked against my lips. “Juniper!” I admonished.

She merely smiled. “That felt fucking good,” she said. The curse word falling from her lips was far sexier than it should have been.

I held her in place, letting her adjust to my size, but given the sheer amount of slick she was producing, she was more than ready to take me. Said slick was the only reason she was able to take me, because she was mind-blowingly tight.

“You’re choking my cock, sweet girl,” I murmured as she wiggled in my lap.

“I want to move,” she whined, straining against my grasp.

“Ease into it,” I instructed gently.

Juniper pouted. “I don’t want to.”

Well, if that’s what she wanted, then I wasn’t going to stop her. It was hard to focus on anything other than her pussy wrapped around my cock.

The oversized T-shirt she wore was hiding her body from me, but I desperately wanted to see her sinking down onto me.

Grasping at the hem of the shirt, I roughly tugged it up. Juniper raised her arms eagerly, and I tossed the shirt clear across the room. We wouldn’t be needing that anytime soon, because I wanted to spend every day for the rest of my life staring at Juniper’s tits.

With my hands out of the way, a smile spread across her face and she started to rock her hips lightly back and forth. Everymovement sent sparks up my spine. Juniper took her time, acclimating to the sensations, slowly getting bolder as her eyes hazed over and the pleasure of her movements increased.

She was a siren.

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