Page 84 of Beauty and the Bayou

Juliet spread her legs, encouraging him with a “yes, Sawyer.”He added a second finger, sliding in and out, rubbing over her G-spot and pressing against her clit at the same time.

She bucked against his hand, her fingers tightening on his cock and his neck, holding him close, or holding on.

Sawyer lifted a hand to one breast, taking the nipple between his thumb and finger, tugging and squeezing, then leaned to suck it into his mouth as he finger fucked her.She couldn’t move much on the stool without sliding off, so she was left to just hang on and take it.But she took it all like a champ.Her hands dropped to the seat and she gripped the edges, letting him suck and lick and stroke and rub as she arched against his hand, pressing hard into his fingers.She gasped his name and gave him lots of “Oh yes” and “Right there” and “Oh, Sawyer” encouragement, until she clamped down on him hard, her body tensing, as an orgasm rolled over her.Sawyer felt her muscles milking his fingers and the sweet heat of her climax but kept his fingers moving.She was so fucking gorgeous.Her nipples were tight, her mouth open in a sexy “o,” her head thrown back, her body offered up to him.He didn’t move as she continued to circle against his hand, but as soon as those movements slowed, he leaned to grab the condom from his jeans’ pocket.He rolled it on quickly.“You ready for me, Juliet?”he asked, straightening.

“I’ve been ready for you.For so long,” she told him, almost buckling his knees.

“Come here.”

He didn’t know if she could balance on the stool any longer, and there was about to be a lot more force trying to knock her off of it.He slid her forward.When her feet touched the floor, he turned her, bending her so she braced her hands on the seat of the stool.

She shivered.“Oh God.”

“You okay?”

“So okay.”Her voice was breathless.

He ran a hand down her smooth back and over her gorgeous ass.The first part of her he’d seen when he’d found her on the dock.It felt like a year ago and like it had just been yesterday.He rubbed his palm over her left cheek.He’d never wanted a woman like this.The need for her tightened his gut to an almost unbearable point, yet he could take a year to just touch her, study her skin, her nipples, the way her hip curved into her ass and ran up to her lower back.

She looked at him over her shoulder.“Need you, Sawyer,” she told him, her voice husky.

He took the French braid he’d created in one hand as he leaned over, putting his mouth against her ear and running a hand up the back of her thigh to the wet heat between her legs.He slid a finger deep.“I thought I just gave you what you needed.”

She gasped but shook her head.“I need more.I needyou.”

“What exactly do you need, Juliet?”he asked, tightening his grip on her hair and teasing her clit with his other hand.

“Your…cock.”

God that was hot.“You need me to fill you up?Stretch you out?Go deeper and harder?”he asked, emphasizing his words with thrusts of his fingers.

“Yes.Oh, please.”

“Foot up.”He waited until she’d moved to rest one of her feet on the rung at the bottom of the stool.It spread her wider and he slid another finger into her, relishing how wet she was and the way she pressed against him.

“Play with your nipples,” he told her.He was just messing with her a little now, making it dirtier, ratcheting their need higher.

She lifted a hand to squeeze and pinch.She apparently liked it a little rough.Noted.

“Now reach back and stroke me.”

She did, immediately, wrapping her hand around his cock and stroking up and down over the condom.

“Now point me home,” he told her, moving his hand so that he was still circling her clit, but her pussy was empty, needing him.

She gave a little moan but instantly positioned him at her entrance, even pressing back in encouragement, taking his tip between her folds.

Heaven.Even that first half inch was freaking heaven.

Sawyer pulled a sharp breath in through his nose and moved both hands to her hips.He was going to need to hold her steady for this.

“Hold on, babe,” he told her gruffly.

She grabbed the seat of the stool with both hands and he bent his knees, then slid home.Slow but sure.She was tight and hot and gripped him like she was never going to let him go.

He saw her knuckles turn white as she gripped the seat.“Oh.Wow.Sawyer,” she said in little gasps.

“You feel…fuck,” he said, not even having words.“You’re amazing, Juliet.Please tell me you’re good because I’ve gotta move.”

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