“Yes. You can use it on me. But… only if I can lick your pussy while you do.”
“I’m supposed to be in charge.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t get off unless you do, and you’ve already given me an orgasm. So, I need to give you one to even the playing field. And we need to get to dinner soon—unless you want to skip.”
Juniper groans, tossing the toy and herself on the bed next to me. “No, I don’t want to skip. Landry is making his Cajun-inspired chicken alfredo. And you’re not very good at handing over control.”
I move so I’m hovering over her. “I’ll try better. Let me give you an orgasm before we go. When we come back, you’ll have all the time in the world to use the toy on me, and I’ll let you take control. Promise.”
She playfully sighs like it’s a burden to be pleasured, but her eyes glimmer with humor and lust. “I guess if youreallywant to, I can’t deny you.”
“I reallydo. It’s been far too long since I’ve felt your pussy squeeze my fingers.” I kiss one cheek, then the other, before I press my lips against hers.
Juniper cups my face as our tongues dance together slowly. We kiss like we have all the time in the world, even if that’s not the case.
She’s already so worked up that when my fingers slide between her legs, I find her pussy wet and clit swollen, begging to be touched. I circle it with two fingers, building up to the pressure and speedI know drives her wild.
She moans against my lips, and I take the opportunity to nip her bottom lip between my teeth, soothing the ache with my tongue. When her hips start to lift off the bed, seeking more friction, I slip two fingers inside her. Her arousal coats my fingers and makes for an easy glide as I curl them up to find her sweet spot.
“Fuck, Addison,” she moans, throwing her head back and exposing her throat.
I press my mouth against her pulse point and breathe her in as my fingers pick up speed. The heel of my palm rubs against her clit with every thrust, and she turns into a whimpering, writhing mess.
“That’s it, say my name, sunshine. I love the way you sound. Your greedy little cunt is squeezing me so tight. You gonna come for me already?”
“Mmhmm.” Her pussy starts to clench as her pulse races.
“Give it to me.” I scrape my teeth over her neck gently, and that sets her off.
A fresh wave of wetness coats my fingers as her orgasm sizzles through her. She turns her face and captures my mouth, moaning as we trade sloppy, heated kisses as I work her through it.
We kiss and kiss, long after her orgasm has subsided. By the time we break apart, we only have ten minutes to get dressed and get to the mess hall.
“Come on, let’s go get dinner, then we can come back and try out that new toy of yours.” I give her butt a light spank before rolling off the bed.
We dress in silence, exchanging longing looks and sultry smiles. I think we’d both prefer to stay in the comfort and privacy of Juniper’s room all night, but that would look suspicious.
Once we slip our boots on, we head out the door. Giving in to my instincts, I intertwine our fingers as we walk down the path. I know once we round the main house, I’ll have to let go, even though I don’t want to.
Keeping this a secret is becoming more difficult,especially when I still have to hide my true feelings from Juniper. Just because I knowwhywe need to, doesn’t mean I like it.
Halfway through dinner, the conversation takes a turn most twenty-somethings dread when in the presence of the older generation: relationship statuses.
Shane casually brings up if anyone in town has piqued Rusty’s interest, and with a red face, he shakes his head.
I swear, Briggs rolls his eyes at Rusty’s response. Briggs barely says anything, and I think Shane knows he won’t get any information from him, so he doesn’t ask.
When Shane turns to Oakley to ask her, Oakley gives a slight shrug. “I thought I was, but he turned out to be kind of a jerk, so. I don’t have time for dating anyway. Not when I need to learn everything I can from Landry so he can retire in peace.”
“Plenty of time to date after the busy season,” Shane says. “What about you, Addison? Anyone you’re interested in? I think Cillian is single. I can put in a good word for you.”
Juniper chokes on her sip of water, sputtering and covering her mouth. “Sorry. Wrong pipe,” she says through a cough.
“No, I’m not interested in Cillian, or anyone else. Thanks, though.”
“Probably for the best, since you’re leaving in a little less than two months,” Rusty says. “Wouldn’t want to get attached to someone just to have to leave. That would be a helluva heartbreak.”
“Right. Wouldn’t want that.”
