Page 39 of Juno

“Nope,” he said, smirking knowingly at me. “That is for dessert once everyone leaves tonight.” My eyes widened.

“You’re going to make me wait until then?” I couldn’t believe my own ears. Had he always been this evil?

“I am,” he replied, zipping up his pants and moving towards the kitchen. “If you behave, I’ll even let you tie me up.”

I had a boner that wouldn’t quit and just as I thought about ways to change Remi’s mind, the doorbell alerted us that the others had arrived. I looked down and begged my dick to stand down, promising it all the fun later.

Remi

I closed our front door and began to walk back to our kitchen. It wasn’t as big of a mess like I’d feared. As much as I loved hosting, cleanup wasn’t fun. We never allowed the others to help clean, it was our way of making sure they had fun while eating out and whenever they invited us over, we didn’t have to clean either.

I was getting ready to tackle the dishes when Juno cleared his throat behind me. I had a smile on my face as I turned to facehim. I knew what he wanted.Dessert.I gasped as I took in his near naked body. He had found the other pairs of lingerie. Fuckme. He had picked out the black jockstrap we’d glamoured back in my world, and they were even sexier now. I closed the space between us and kissed him, holding his body against my own as I trailed my hands down his perfect body. I would never get enough of him.

“Cleaning can wait,” I rasped once we parted, then I tugged him back to our bedroom. I wanted dessert too.

I could feel Juno’s arousal for me, mixed with giddiness and excitement. I loved how his feelings were so open to me. It was freeing never having to guess how much he loved and wanted me.

“I want you to ride me,” he said, closing the door behind us. I was totally okay with riding him; I just needed him inside of me.

Juno was still the only one doing the fucking part. I had no desire to top, and I could feel Juno was fine being the only one that topped, not caring if he missed out on something by never bottoming. I knew he had a theory on why I didn’t want to top him, and since Hayley wasn’t a name we spoke when we were intimate, I never proved his theory right. I didn’t want to top Juno because I’d topped Hayley and somehow having done that with her would taint what we had together. I’d contemplated replacing my memories of topping her with new ones of me fucking Juno, but I actually liked bottoming. I felt cherished, looked after, and so pleased that I didn’t have to do much other than enjoy it. But whenever I rode him, I was the one in charge. He might be the one doing the fucking, but in those moments, I was the one bringing out the moves, controlling the pace, and I loved that too.

I had another surprise for him, which I showed off as I bent down on the bed, shaking my hips a bit to present Juno with the plug I had in. Having family and friends over while wearinga plug? I do not recommend it. But the feeling of pure lust, passion, and excitement that radiated out of Juno made it worth it. We were more comfortable together now, than we’d been when we’d first mated, having found whatever worked for each of us. And I apparently had a kink for teasing.

Juno came up behind me, slapped my ass, forcing the plug to move. I yelped, then moaned in pleasure as Juno slapped me twice more. “I love your moans,” Juno whispered into my ear, leaning over my body as his fingers worked the plug in and out of my hole.

“I’m ready,” I said, knowing Juno loved edging me.

He laughed. “But I’m not. I need to watch your ass swallow this plug a few more times.” Damn him.

When he was satisfied that I could take him easily, I stood and pushed him down, straddling his lap. “No more stalling,” I warned, removing his sexy jockstrap so it rested just underneath his balls. I awkwardly wriggled out of mine, needing to be able to move unrestricted, then discarded the plug and sank down on his dick, letting him fill me up completely.

“I’ll never tire of this,” I admitted, closing my eyes as I started to move, rolling my hips as his hands tightened on my hips.

“Me neither,” he groaned, thrusting up, unable to help himself. “Do you want to feel me for days?”

“Please,” I replied, resting my hands on his chest as I began to move up and down, moving faster as he met me with his thrusts.

Juno took the lube and coated his hand with it before slicking up my dick. I moaned, loving the feel of his warm hands on me, the way he stroked me perfectly as we moved together. He looked so handsome as he lay there, covered in sweat and a creased brow as he worked hard to bring me pleasure.

He moved faster, so I did the same, the slapping of our skin and our ragged breathing the only thing filling our bedroom. “Fuck me, baby,” I said, knowing he knew what I needed.

He flipped us over so I lay on my back, then he grabbed my legs and pushed them over his shoulders. I moved my ass to meet his dick as he pushed inside of me, fucking into me, taking my breath away as he claimed me.

We gasped and came together, our magic enhancing our pleasure as we felt what the other did. It was something we’d learned two years ago and now we did it without thought whenever we were close to climaxing.

Juno placed my legs back on the bed and snuggled into my side, placing soft kisses on my chest, neck and then invaded my mouth. It was a slow kiss, filled with love, passion and tenderness. It was everything I needed.

“Want to watch some reality TV?” he asked, once we could breathe more easily again.

“Always,” I grinned.

The End

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