“N-no.”
“Hm. I don’t know if I believe you. Especially with the way she was sucking my fingers in Friday night.”
My heart beats as fast as the rain pelting the barn. I feel a little dizzy at the turn this conversation has taken, but I can’t deny how much I love it. Orgasms are always a great stress reliever, like she implied, and my vibrator collection gets a good workout, but I don’t masturbate every day.
I wouldn’t protest having Addison’s undivided attention orher skilled fingers on me every day, though. Just the thought has my pussy pulsing and clit throbbing with need.
Before I can respond, she seals our lips together. Gently at first, like she’s gauging whether or not I want this. I don’t hold back in reciprocating the kiss with an eagerness I’m slightly embarrassed about. I’m a grown woman; I should be playing it cool.
Then she groans against my mouth, deepening the kiss.
Her tongue teases my lips, and I whimper, eager for more. We’re at an awkward angle, our bodies twisted from the waist up. Addison must decide that’s not good enough because she grips my hips and helps direct me to straddle her lap. My knees bracket her hips, and her hands cup my cheeks to pull me down to her lips again.
Like a total horn dog, I roll my hips to search for friction, but it doesn’t help. There’s nothing for me to grind against. If I could just?—
“You need something from me, Juniper? Of course you do, your needy clit is probably looking for something to grind on, isn’t it? Straddle my thigh.”
She spreads her legs, and I move to straddle her right thigh, just as she said. When she grips my hips and helps me roll them, the seam of my jeans catches on my clit, creating a delicious friction that makes me gasp.
“That’s it, sunshine. Use my thigh to make yourself come, just like last time. No one can hear us all the way out here. You can be as loud as you want. Let me hear your pretty sounds.”
I roll my hips again and again as our mouths crash together in a messy tangle. I’ve never done something so…dirty, but it’s hot as fuck. Addison pulls away from my mouth and presses kisses down my neck, nipping at the skin. I want her to mark me. I want a memory of this, so when I wake up tomorrow, I’ll know it’s not a dream.
“Addison,” I moan. “I need more.”
“Need me to play with your nipples?
“Yes.”
“Say please, Juniper.”
“Please. Please play with my nipples.”
“I love how you beg.”
Addison shoves my T-shirt up and pulls the cup of my bra down until my breasts fall free. She doesn’t waste any time wrapping her lips around one and sucking while she plucks at the other.
My eyes roll into the back of my head, and my hips stutter at the sensation of her warm mouth on me. “Your mouth feels amazing.”
It shouldn’t be this good. I shouldn’t already be wondering when we can do this again when this time isn’t even over.
I’m worried I’m going to soak through my jeans andhers. Then everyone will know what we got up to. The thought should bring a wave of anxiety, but it doesn’t. Instead, it makes my body light up.
Iwantpeople to know that Addison’s the one bringing me pleasure.
She switches nipples, flicking her tongue against the hard nub and kneading my other breast at the same time. My orgasm is right there between my hips, ready to explode. When Addison looks up at me with my tit in her mouth with a blazing look in her eyes, I can’t hold it back. My hips stutter, and my pussy clenches around nothing as my orgasm washes over me.
She releases my nipple with a pop, watching me intently as I come down. Then, she kisses me as she fixes my bra and T-shirt. My breathing doesn’t slow down until she pulls away from my mouth, and I can finally take a full breath.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get over how stunning you look when you let go for me,” she whispers.
“It might get old by the end of the summer.”
“I don’t think it will.” She clears her throat and shakes her head. “I think the rain has stopped. We should get back before another burst comes.”
“What about you?” I feel selfish for coming when she hasn’t.
“You can make it up to me later. I’ll come over after dinner.”
