Chapter 40 #2
We kept kissing as I fucked her with my fingers, our mouths tangling together, exploring each other even though she already knew every inch of me and I her.
“Don’t stop,” she mumbled against my lips, and I picked up my pace.
Her hips bucked up against my hand, and I knew she was close. A few more strokes and she was falling apart at my fingertips.
Withdrawing my fingers, I brought them up to my lips for a taste.
My hands moved to unzip my pants, but she stopped me, sitting up to pull off my shirt. She moved to my jeans next, but paused as something caught her eye.
She leaned down, her top half disappearing next to the bed, before she popped back up. “What’s this?” she grinned as she held up a strip of black, cotton rope.
I reached for it, but she pulled it away, making a clicking noise with her mouth.
“Uh-uh. If anyone’s going to use this, it’s going to be me.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks as I nodded. “Do your worst.”
Juniper moved behind me and took my hands, putting them behind my back. She quickly tied my hands together, making sure the rope wasn’t cutting off my circulation or tightening with movement.
My heart raced at the idea of her taking control.
When she placed her hand on my chest, pushing me down onto the bed, I knew that was exactly what she had in mind.
She crawled over top of me, her hands on both sides of my body.
I looked at her in awe as she hooked her finger under my chin and lifted it, sealing her lips over mine.
“My turn,” she whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.
Her nails trailed down my chest, leaving a tingling sensation in their absence.
She scooted down my body so her torso hovered just above my thighs.
Juniper unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off, taking my boxers with them.
My cock, already rock hard, lay flat against my stomach, the tip glistening with precum.
I was helpless with my hands bound as Juniper lowered her mouth onto the tip, swirling her tongue around it. The sensation was overwhelming and she’d hardly done anything. But with each gentle, teasing stroke of her tongue, a jolt shot through my body.
She looked up at me when she put my cock into her mouth, the length disappearing as she took me deeper. Her hands twisted around it, stroking in tandem with her head as it bobbed up and down.
“Fuck.” I groaned, wishing I could hold on to her hair. “Juniper.”
Spit dripped down my shaft and her chin as she kept going, nearly bringing me to the edge before stopping right after my cock twitched in her mouth. Just when I thought she might quit, she was back at it again. Each time I got closer to coming, though, she’d pause, relentless in her teasing.
“Dammit, Peach, come here and fuck me. I need to come inside you.”
She batted her lashes. “What else do you say?”
“Please,” I begged, hearing how desperate I sounded.
“Good boy.”
She smirked as she crawled up my body again, guiding my cock as she lowered herself down onto it.
A sigh left both of our lips as she adjusted to my size, then she started swiveling her hips.
She was so tight, so wet. I moaned as she leaned forward, palms pressed into the mattress next to my shoulders, and started bouncing on my cock.
Her breasts bounced with the movement, and I resisted the urge to sit up and suck a nipple between my teeth.
“Ah, fuck,” she cried as her pussy clenched around me.
Her movements started to slow, no doubt an effect of the pleasure that seemed to be rippling through her, and I bucked my hips, meeting her stroke for stroke as she continued to sink down onto me. Skin slapped against skin, and sweat glistened on her collarbone.
“Come for me. Come all over my cock. Take ownership, Juniper, because I’m all yours,” I panted as her eyes widened.
Juniper leaned back then, placing a hand on my chest that she used for leverage as she swirled her hips and circled her clit with her fingers. I looked down to where our bodies joined, her pussy swallowing my cock, and bit my lip to hold back a moan.
“Mikey, I’m coming,” she gasped as her face contorted in pleasure, warmth enveloping me. Her muscles tightened, and I followed her release shortly after, thrusting my hips up to ride out my orgasm.
Juniper cried out before collapsing onto me, her forehead pressing against my shoulder and her chest rising and falling with her rapid breaths.
Hot cum dripped down my shaft when she finally sat up, lifting herself off of me and reaching her arms around my back to untie my hands. She rolled next to me, laying her head on my chest, and I wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close.
We lay there for a moment without speaking. Then, after pressing a kiss to her forehead, I walked to the bathroom to grab a towel to clean us both up.
“What’s going to happen now?” she whispered in the dark after we’d climbed into bed together.
“Whatever you want to happen. I’m yours, if you want me. The ball’s in your court, baby.”
“I still need to go. Working in a research lab has been a goal of mine for years, and I…I can’t just put that on the backburner.”
I’d never expect her to. She didn’t expect me to give up bull riding—and I wouldn’t—so I would never expect her to sacrifice her dreams for me.
“I want to make this work. I’ll take you however I can have you.” She looked up at me with her big blue eyes, even as sadness clouded them.
“I meant what I said. I’m not going to lose you again. Whatever it takes, I’m with you. I’m all in. One day at a time.”
“One day at a time,” she repeated back.
Soon enough, soft snores alerted me that she was asleep.
I closed my eyes, but before drifting off, I whispered into the silence, “I love you, Peach.”
I didn’t think she heard, but I still noticed her lips curl up into a soft smile as she nuzzled her head against me. Even if she wasn’t awake to say it back, that was all the confirmation I needed that this would work.
Whatever it took, we’d make it work.