Page 153 of Alive At Night

“You forget something, Juni,” I breathed, somehow rallying from the beautiful blow she’d dealt me.

“Hm?” Juniper hummed as she pulled the bottom of my shirt out from my pants, continuing to unbutton it.

“I have years of practice controlling myself around you,” I replied before sucking in as she raked my bare chest with her long nails.

I might have controlled myself around Juniper over the years, but she wasn’t sitting on my lap then, and she definitely didn’t have her hands all over me. For that reason, I knew my argument could have been better, and Juniper saw right through my words.

She smiled, looking down at me with triumph in her gaze. “Is that so?”

God, she was about to do something utterly irresistible, wasn’t she?

With my shirt draped open over my chest, Juniper slid down my front and then dismounted from my lap to lower herself to the floor. She kneeled before my feet, leaning back on her heels while still wearing those killer shoes.

I watched as she slid a finger into her cleavage, fishing out lipstick wedged in her bodice and reapplying it to her pretty lips. Her hooded gaze studied me steadily while the color on her lips deepened to a cherry red. Once she finished, her eyes dropped, skimming my body until they landed on the tent in my pants. She pressed her lips together, giving the lipstick a little smack of finality.

When she was done with that little show, Juniper flung the cosmetic tube to the floor and put both hands on her thighs. Slowly, she rucked her dress up, causing all the air to vanish from my body as she stopped just before I had a full view.

The worst sort of cliffhanger.

Juniper looked up at me beneath her lashes, and there was a challenge in her gaze. But I didn’t care about that. All I cared about was having more of her.

“Let me see you,” I said, my words deadly soft.

“You’re bossy when you’re…” Her eyes flicked back to my erection. “Hungry.”

At that, my mouth stretched wide in a smirk. “I told you to remember that.”

“Believe me…I didn’t forget.” Juniper bit down on her bottom lip, sucking it between her teeth in such a tempting way. Her lips were so fucking kissable. “But I think I’ll take matters into my own hands.”

Before I could even absorb her words, Juniper dragged her dress up the rest of the way, letting me see her beautiful pussy. The visibility was low in the living room, with only a few lamps and the lights from the cityscape casting a glow over the space. But even through the dimness, she glistened for me.

I put both hands on my knees, gripping them tightly as though I could physically hold on to my control.

Her words finally caught up to me as she reached between her legs and swiped a finger through her pussy until she zeroed in on her clit, rubbing in tiny, circular movements. A moan left her lips and reached my dick, making it twitch in my pants.

She was making my high school wet dreams come true right now. I’d die a happy man, having seen the sight before me.

Juni met my gaze, beat for beat, and I had to clear my throat before I could speak.

“You can make yourself come, pretty girl, but it’s not going to give you the relief you want.” I leaned forward, bracing myself on my knees as I spoke in a slow, measured way. “You’re not aching for an orgasm. You’re aching for me. There’s a difference.”

A tiny, adorable growl ripped from Juni. It was soaked in frustration because she knew I was right. I was sure she was enjoying herself, but it wasn’t satisfying in the way she wanted. The way she needed.

I thought she would give up, but she took it a step further instead, dipping her middle finger into her pussy, plunging it deep. I clenched my jaw as she groaned. As hot as this was, I was starting to feel impatient as all hell. I couldn’t wait to elicit those noises myself.

I was so busy thinking about how I planned to make that pussy mine tonight that I barely noticed when Juni pushed up on her knees, not until she lifted her glistening finger, bringing it to my mouth.

“Suck,” she demanded before brushing arousal across my lower lip.

Jesus Christ. She was playing with fire now, wasn’t she?

I crushed her wrist in my grip, holding her hand there so I could do as she said, immediately parting my lips to let her finger slip into my mouth.

An opportunity to taste Juniper? I’d never pass that up. Not in a million years.

The familiar taste of her blossomed in my mouth as I sucked her finger past her knuckle, wrapping my tongue around her so I could get every last drop. And then I ripped her finger back out and pinned her with a heated look.

“Your turn, love.”

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