Page 136 of Alive At Night

I peppered kisses down her neck, sucking on the hollow near her collarbone until Juni writhed beneath me. Then I lowered myself down her body while pushing the jersey up and out of the way. “My fucking turn,” I said, bending to nip at the waistband of her underwear. “I heard you were having to do all the work around here lately, and that’s not what I want.”

“What do you want, Julian?”

What did I want?

I wanted a lot. A fucking lot, and most of them involved the woman lying beneath me on my couch. But I settled on the most important thing at the moment.

“I want your pussy in my mouth, Juni baby.” I hooked my fingers into her underwear, and she tipped her hips up so I could strip them off her. “Can I have it? I want to taste you again.”

“You can have it,” she breathed, tipping herself up like an offering.

It was an offering I wouldgladlyaccept after I took a moment to appreciate the sight—how she was spread out for me. Juni’s hair fanned across the throw pillows on my couch, her eyes hooded as she watched me. My jersey drowned the top half of her, and she looked so perfect in it. So utterly mine. And her bottom half? A naked, glistening pussy between two beautifully thick thighs. Fuck, it was so pretty. She was so wet, and it was all for me.

Mine.

I wanted her to say it. Just like I made sure she knew I was all for her the other night, I wanted her to tell me now.

“Why can I have it?” Reaching out, I gripped Juni’s chin and ran my thumb over her bottom lip as she watched me. “Why are you letting me have it, baby?”

Juniper’s eyes darkened as understanding washed over her face. She knew what I wanted to hear, but she was purposefully holding her tongue because she was a little brat who loved to toy with me.

“Say it,” I demanded.

“Because it’s yours.” Her voice dripped with the longing I felt in my bones, and something told me that I wasn’t the only one here who was fulfilling a once-forbidden dream.

“Yes,” I murmured while urging her legs to open wider for me. “That’s right.”

“Yours, Julian,” she whined, rocking toward my mouth.

I blew over her clit, and she made a noise I’d never forget while bucking up to meet my mouth. As soon as my tongue made contact with her needy cunt, Juniper cried out—both in relief and ecstasy. I knew that feeling exactly, recalling it with painful accuracy from when she sucked my cock down her throat for the first time.

I pressed Juni down into my couch, wanting her to relax as I found my home between her legs. She tasted like a fucking dream, just how I remembered. As I licked and sucked, her unrestrained groans filled my living room, echoing in my ears. I fucking loved that sound. It belonged here, in my apartment. In my bed. With me.

“I’ll take care of you now, Juni,” I breathed, working a finger through her slick pussy until I could drive it into her. “I’ll take care of you.”

Juniper gasped something that sounded an awful lot likeyes, and I suppressed a smile while burying my face deeper between her legs.

In some sliver of my vision, I saw Juni thrash her head to the side, unleashing a scream into a pillow. But that wasn’t going to work for me. Not here where there was no reason to hide.

“Don’t do that,” I rasped, glancing up her jersey-clad body. “I need to hear you.”

“And I need you to stop talking so you can focus,” she snapped, eyes burning as she stared back at me.

I grinned.

So beautiful.

So alive.

I pumped my finger in and out of her. “I’m good at multitasking. How do you think I made it through law school, love?”

She flushed, but I wasn’t sure if it was from how I started swirling my tongue over her clit or from the term of endearment. But tenderness now existed in her gaze.

A moment later, it vanished when she smirked. “If you think I’m going to believe you without proof, then you should clearly gobackto law school.”

“You always want fucking proof.” My expression shifted to match hers. “I’ll give you proof.”

Enough fucking around.

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