Page 96 of His Juliet

FUCK.

My brain stopped functioning. My head filled with conga music as my insides formed a dance line.

But as Juliet reached for my waistband, I returned to my senses.

My hand went on top of hers and gave it a squeeze. “You know I was teasing earlier. You don’t have to do anything.”

“But I want to.” Her eyes were blazing, her tone sure. “Please don’t treat me differently now that you know about my past and stuff.Please.”

I gripped the back of her neck. “You never have to beg.Never. It’s not that I see you differently, but?—”

She let out a frustrated noise.

“Just hold on.” I leaned forward and gripped her chin. “I don’t want to do anything to upset you.”

“I can’t promise I won’t ever get overwhelmed, but I don’t want to let that stop me from doing what I want.”

“And what you want right now is to take my cock into that pretty little mouth of yours?”

She nodded.

“Okay, baby. Have your way with me.”

I sat back up with a groan, and she quickly rearranged the ice packs against my ribs. Before I could process what was happening, my cock was in her hand as she gave it a tentative squeeze. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, worried that if I looked at her, I would come way too soon.

My fist flew to my mouth and I stifled a shout when she started playing with my piercing.

“I like this,” she said softly. “I liked how it felt inside me, too.”

I gritted my teeth to stop myself from telling her to take me in her mouth. I wanted her to be in control. But the longer her fingers trailed up and down my length, the more torturous things became until I finally broke. My eyes flew open. “Juliet, please.”

She was wearing a self-satisfied smile, eyes twinkling with mischief. “Wow, you held off a lot longer than I thought.”

“Are you toying with me?”

“Mmm, just a little bit. Are you going to beg?”

My hand went to her hair and I tugged her in until the tip of my cock brushed against her lips. “Open up,” I growled.

Her smile grew wider and then she parted her lips and surrounded me with her warm, wet heat. Her tongue played with my piercing and then she took me deeper, sucking hard. All the pain in my body faded away as pleasure built in the base of my spine.

“Fuuuuck, your mouth is magic.”

She moaned and took me a little deeper. I tried to hold off from coming, but when her hand cradled my balls, it was all over. I came with a shout, tightening my hold on her hair as she drank me down.

Juliet gave me one last long lick before releasing my spent cock and sitting back on her heels.

I was a destroyed, panting mess, and she was looking at me with the cutest little smirk I’d ever seen.

“You proud of yourself, pretty girl?”

She nodded.

“You should be. Come up here.” I needed her closer.

She gently sat back on my lap, but I crushed her to my chest and pressed my face into her hair, breathing deeply. “That was better than any painkiller in the world. Thank you.”

Her lips pressed against my neck. “I did good?”

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