Page 97 of His Juliet

I snorted. “Better than good.” I ran my hand up and down her back. “Was it okay for you? Any bad memories?”

“I’m good. I’ve never done that before,” she murmured.

My fingers tightened in her hair. “You’re joking.”

She giggled. “Nope. First time.”

I kissed her forehead. “You’re going to kill me.” I wedged my hand between us until my fingers pressed against her panties. They were soaked. “Fuck, your sweet little pussy is so needy for me.” I was desperate to make her come, to watch her fall apart.

She let out a little gasp, and it suddenly became my life’s goal to hear her make that sound again. My lips crashed against hers, and the sweetness of the cake was nothing compared to my Juliet. She was hesitant, her movements gentle like she was trying to stop from hurting me, but I wasn’t having it. I gripped her by the hair, deepening the kiss and nipping at her lips until she was forced to respond.

“You’re going to hurt yourself,” she said between kisses.

“Worth it.”

“Romeo.”

“Juliet.”

Whatever she was going to say next was cut off with a whimper as I kept playing with her. I moved her panties aside so I could dip my fingers into her heat. “You’re clenching so tight.” My cock grew hard between us, desperate to replace my fingers.

“That feels so good.” Her words were soft, almost shy, like she didn’t quite know how to claim her pleasure.

“Take what you need from me.”

My hand on her hip urged her to rock against me, to grind her swollen little clit against my hand. I grinned when she grabbed my wrist and used her hold to get the leverage she needed. It wasn’t long before she was fluttering around me, squeezing my fingers as she came.

“That’s it,” I said, kissing the side of her face as she slumped against my chest. “Good girl. You did so well for me.”

She let out a whine when I pulled out of her. I sucked my soaked fingers into my mouth. “You taste so fucking good.” Her eyes widened and her lips parted, and I used it as an opportunity to press my fingers into her mouth. “See how sweet you are? How absolutely addicted I am to you?”

Having her suck my fingers made my cock twitch.

Juliet arched against me. “I should make you go to bed and rest.”

My nose ran down the side of her face. “But you’re not going to do that because you’re such a greedy girl, aren’t you?”

The heat in her eyes said it all.

“I promise I’ll sit back and let you do all the work for me.” I smirked as I tore her underwear.

“That was one of my favorite pairs.” She jutted her lip out in a pout, and I pulled her in to kiss it.

“I’ll get you more.” I palmed her ass cheeks, gripping hard as I notched my cock at her entrance. “Now ride me, angel.”

She whimpered as she sank down on the first couple of inches. My fingertips dug into her shaking thighs as she lowered herself down. My hips thrust up involuntarily and we both moaned as I seated all the way inside her. Her eyes were closed, head thrown back, and she looked like a goddess. She whimpered as I held her there, her wet pussy grinding against me as she adjusted to my size.

“You’re way too covered up.” I tugged at the bottom of her sweatshirt and pulled it off, revealing her gorgeous tits. I leaned forward and sucked a nipple into my mouth.

“I thought I was supposed to be doing all the work,” she said, voice breathy.

My lips popped off her nipple. “Do you want me to stop?”

Her hand went to the back of my head and she pulled me closer. “No.”

I grinned and gently bit down on her other nipple. “You better start riding me.”

She raised up and then lowered down, her hands coming to my shoulders to balance. Her movements started tentatively, but it wasn’t long before she became more confident and started taking her pleasure.

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