“You can have me anywhere you want, Miquela.” June sighed against her throat, both hands clutching Miquela’s shoulders as one leg rose into the air. “I like a good thrill.”
“Let me guess. It costs extra in public.”
“This isn’t public. Nobody is watching us out here. Now, for being outside…”
“How much?”
Her laughter wasn’t mirthful this time. It was a laugh of,“You get off on me telling you how much I cost, don’t you?”“Does it matter?”
Miquela took a single second to consider that. “No.”
The world no longer existed outside of her immediate perceptions. Those perceptions told herJune June June. Her warm, firm body, both against hers and wrapped around her finger, getting wetter, tighter. She would make her come from her finger alone first. Right there. In a fucking maze up in the mountains. Miquela made sure that happened sooner rather than later by drawing June’s nipple into her mouth and sucking as hard as she could. The way June squirmed against her, crying out in pleasure, dropping the sleeves of her dress down her arms, and slamming her bangles together in an erotic rhythmconspired to make Miquela so aroused that she could barely stand it.
June came, unexpectedly, although Miquela felt her tighten around her finger until it would be heresy to pull it out. Her delightful nectar flowed from her, on Miquela’s hand, down her leg, on her dress. Allher.
“Holy shit,” June whispered, kissing Miquela when her mouth came back up to hers. “Fuck me, you monster. I want that whole-ass equipment you bring with you. Tell me you’re wearing it.” She reached between Miquela’s thighs. Oh, she met something, all right. But it wasn’t Miquela’s favorite.That’s in my overnight bag, in case I was in the mood.She wanted to try something different tonight, though. So, she was packing, but it was much more manageable to wear than… well, what she usually liked.I hope she doesn’t mind.Something told Miquela that June never minded.
“You like it?”
June grinned. “I love it. Give it to me.”
She spoke Miquela’s language.That phrase is the same all over the world.She had heard a hundred women of a hundred different mother tongues say something like that. “I’m going to fuck you just as hard all the same.” Miquela’s voice growled against June’s skin, eliciting another shudder of pleasure in this woman who had also known so many people in her life.Yet I’m the one making her like this right now.June was right. Miquela was a damned dominant who wanted to make sure she was #1 in June’s life. “You exist to pleasure me right now, June. In return, I’ll make you feel good, too.” Miquela finally pulled out her finger, letting June taste her own arousal as a fingertip drew a wet line against her lips. “Once I’m inside you, though, I’m not stopping until you once again know what it feels like to have me be so deep inside of you.”
“For fuck’s sake, do it!”
There weren’t many options in a hedge maze. If she was going to consume June’s body, Miquela either had to shove her to the ground or find a sturdy wall to pin her against. Unfortunately, the ground looked most uncomfortable for the rough sex Miquela intended to have, and the hedges would give way the moment she thrust too hard.
Miquela pushed June onto the bench, her body falling back as her legs spread open over the edge. The view it gave Miquela, even in that darkness, was enough to make her hiss when she dropped her zipper and showed off her second-best friend.I’m this horny already?Neither of them stood a chance.
June dipped her fingers between her legs and stroked her clit. She also massaged her breast, a sight to behold even if Miquela wasn’t already halfway to standing over her.I’ll parade her through that house as I take her to her room to fuck her. They were already going to end up there later. Why not? Yet Miquela was able to hold herself back, merely gripping her strap as she grabbed June’s leg and pulled her ass up. “Over!” she barked.
June’s whole body trembled as she turned herself over on the bench, feet balancing on the ground as she spread her legs and pushed her ass into the air. The skirt of her dress obscured her breasts, but Miquela didn’t need to see them. She saw her dazed demeanor, and that was enough.
She swore June said something as Miquela sank into her warmth, but her words came out as a garbled mess of grunts and groans. June’s breath, caught in her throat, erupted in short spurts as her hand shoved between her legs and felt what entered her.That’s right. Rub your clit.Miquela managed to be careful as she first penetrated June, but she didn’t want to be. She wanted to slam into her right now. To fuck her until June could no longer see the world before her. To make her bow to Miquela’s mastery and swear she would be the only woman forthe rest of her life who could make her feel this good. She was so lost in the moment that it would probably be the truth.
Once she was in, Miquela grabbed June’s hips and thrust.
She knew her strength wouldn’t last long. She didn’t care. This was all foreplay to the main event upstairs. She would take her time up there. Caress June. Whisper in her ear. Rub her whole body until she quivered for all eternity. Yes, yes, that’s what Miquela would do. Later. In June’s room. For now, she was all about getting off and seeing her handiwork.
And making June scream.
“Holy shit!” June was at her absolute mercy, grabbing the edge of the bench in the hopes of achieving some sort of leverage. It worked – and made it easier to fuck her depths.That’s not the only thing. The more Miquela entered her, the easier it became. Soon, she was taking June as hard and as fast as she desired, her grunts louder than her. “Fuck me, Miquela! Fuck!”
Her mind was blank. In the split second between hearing those words and coming, she had achieved absolute silence in her head.
The relieving pleasure that shot through her as she used June was unlike anything she had felt in a long, long time. Was it because Miquela was more in tune with her now? Or was it because this was a more thrilling venture? Who fucking cared? Miquela had never felt this good with a woman before. Physically, perhaps, but this emotionally? Was that even possible?
June’s inner walls held fast, and Miquela did not immediately move after hearing that sudden, piercing orgasm. This meant her strap spent more time languishing inside of June than it did fucking her, and that seemed to suit them both. Miquela relaxed her grip on her while June pushed herself up on her hands and looked at her with cloudy eyes. “That was… hot.”
To say the least.
When Miquela finally, slowly pulled out of her and groaned to see June ready for more, she only had one thing on her mind.Get her upstairs. Fuck her until she doesn’t know her name anymore. Make sure she never, ever forgets me.
June had been right about her all along. That made Miquela love her more.
Yes. Love.
“Here.” A card slipped into Miquela’s hand as she dressed the next morning. Her shirt was barely buttoned before June draped across her shoulders in nothing but a black robe. “Consider it a token of my appreciation.”
