She lifted one of her legs up, hooking it over Darcy’s shoulder, and used that hold to drag Darcy forward. Not that she had to, because Darcy was already leaning back in toward her.
When she felt Darcy’s mouth on her clit, she could no longer keep her eyes open.
Darcy flicked her tongue over Juliet’s clit hard and fast. Not working her up, because Juliet didn’tneedto be worked up. She needed to come.
“Just like that,” she encouraged, rolling her hips down against Darcy. She nodded her head where it had fallen against the wall. “Just like that,fuck.”
She kept her hand there, tightly gripping Darcy’s head. The slight movements corresponding with the way Darcy’s tongue worked her over drove Juliet even higher, the heat inside of her coiling higher. Higher.
She hadn’t been entirely honest; she’d thought about Darcy’s mouth long before their media squabble. Long before Darcy knew she was on Juliet’s radar.
Juliet had known before this had even started that she was going to come quickly the first time. Given how worked up she was for Darcy, it was a sure thing.
“I knew you’d be so good –ah –with your mouth,” she managed, ending on a breathless groan. “I fucking knew it.”
She rocked down against Darcy harder, keeping her hand locked in her soft blonde hair, her other hand braced against the wall for balance.
“Suck my clit,” she directed. “Your lips, I want–”
She nearly fell over when Darcy complied, when she felt that fucking mouth wrap around her.
Darcy reached up, pressing her hand flat against Juliet’s stomach, keeping her in place. She hummed against Juliet, the vibrations working through her, and she cried out.
“I’m – god,yes– I’m going to come, right in your mouth. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” the words were a warning and an order and a plea, all wrapped up in one.
Juliet could feel her orgasm. She wasrightthere, reaching for it. Working her hips faster, sounds escaping her throat with abandon.
It was – she was –
“Coming,” she groaned out through gritted teeth, as she tipped over the edge.
She held Darcy tightly against her, because she might actually die if Darcy decided to pull away in this moment. Sheneededto come like this, with Darcy’s lips on her clit. Feeling herself throb against their plush softness.
Pleasure lit up through her, her body shaking with it. The thigh next to Darcy’s ear in particular, and she felt Darcy reach up and dig her fingers into her skin, as the fingers Darcy had pressed against her stomach curled slightly, digging her nails in against her.
“Fuck,” she keened, the sensation forcing another spark of electricity up her spine.
Darcy didn’t miss a beat, didn’t stop the gentle movements of her lips against Juliet’s clit, even when her orgasm was ebbing. She didn’t stop for even a second.
Even when Juliet’s body essentially melted back against the wall, Darcy moved with her. She kept Juliet’s thigh up over her shoulder, reaching up and stroking her hand up and down. The touch was both comforting and arousing, and Juliet reveled in it.
She reveled in the way Darcy was staring up at her, the sounds Darcy made as she lapped up all of Juliet’s wetness. She slid the flat of her tongue in long, broad strokes over Juliet’s slit drinking her in, all the while breathing out little needy,wantingsounds.
Like she couldn’t get enough of Juliet.
That alone was enough to make Juliet ready for more.
She gentled the hand in Darcy’s hair, tugging her head back. She nearly toppled over when Darcy complied with her movement but slid the flat of her tongue against her sensitive clit before parting from her.
“I want – more,” Darcy said, breathlessly.
Even though Juliet was the one who’d just come so hard she’d been concerned about a heart attack, Darcy looked absolutely wrecked for her.
“You can have more,” she granted, readily.
Because fuck if the way Darcy looked at her didn’t make Juliet’s arousal start to build all over again. Typically, she’d need a small break. Not tonight.
“But if you want to keep eating me out, I need to sit down.”
