Chapter 8 #3
It didn’t take long before Darcy’s thigh against her cheek trembled, and her heel dug into Juliet’s back, and her hands clasped tighter against Juliet’s head, holding her close. Her clit throbbed against Juliet’s tongue as she shuddered against her face.
Juliet worked her through it, one of her hands down between her own legs, tending to her own aching, needy clit. Just – just enough to get ready.
She wasted no time in climbing onto Darcy’s lap, straddling her. Juliet’s legs were wide open, and she felt the cool air on her pussy. She felt the way she was dripping down her own thighs.
She fisted her hand in Darcy’s soft, thick blonde hair, locking eyes with her. “Inside. Inside, now.”
Juliet needed it. She felt – she felt wild from the wanting. Wanting Darcy, only Darcy. Always Darcy.
And then Darcy slid her hand up Juliet’s thigh, listening to her demand without hesitation, which only made Juliet burn even hotter. Good.
“So good for me.” The words escaped her on a long, low moan, as she sank down onto Darcy’s fingers, taking her all the way to the knuckle.
“Another,” she breathed out, tossing her head back on a satisfied cry as she felt Darcy enter her with a third finger, curling them inside of her.
Filling Juliet the way she knew she loved.
Before Darcy started fucking her, Juliet reached down and held tightly to her wrist. Darcy snapped her gaze up, flexing her fingers inside of Juliet.
“Watch me. Watch the way I take you. Watch what you do to me,” she demanded, as she started fucking herself on Darcy’s fingers.
There was always something about this that ignited Juliet. Not that she was going to need much to come, not right now. Not with how… intense everything felt today.
But watching Darcy watch her was – it was –
Juliet’s mouth fell open on a shout, her hips jerking out of rhythm. Because it made her feel so fucking good, she was going to come. She’d thought about dragging this out longer, but… not right now.
Right now, she wanted to fall apart with Darcy buried inside of her. She wanted to have those fingers buried while her pussy clenched so hard, like trying to imprint the feeling of Darcy against her.
“My clit.” She panted out. “Touch my clit, baby. Touch – touch–”
Darcy slid her thumb over Juliet’s aching clit in fast, hard strokes. Working her over as Juliet shuddered in her lap, her world flipping upside down.
She barely recognized the sounds that escaped her, half breathless and pleading, the other half loud and gratified, and her throat was scratchy, and she was coming .
“Don’t stop,” she demanded, gritting her teeth as she fucked herself harder into Darcy’s lap. She clutched tightly at Darcy’s shoulder, her nails digging in. “Don’t–”
“I’m not,” Darcy promised, eager to please. “I won’t.”
Which – fuck, yes. That was it. That was it .
She didn’t know if it made her come again or made her keep coming, but Juliet’s thigh shook so hard, and the feeling inside of her from Darcy’s fingers flexing, hooking and rubbing against the front wall of her cunt made Juliet see stars.
When the pleasure slowly ebbed away, Juliet couldn’t catch her breath; she felt like she’d run a marathon. She collapsed onto Darcy, her heart hammering in her chest, dropping her head to Darcy’s shoulder. Staying there, breathing her in.
Darcy slowly slid out of her before she brought her arms up, wrapping them around Juliet’s waist, holding her so close .
“This is how we started, you know,” Darcy said, so softly Juliet almost didn’t hear her.
“Hmm?” She hummed back, still refusing to move. “What do you mean?”
She felt Darcy take in a deep breath, her chest pushing against Juliet’s. “When you and I got started. It was because of working on something for Shelby that we really spent time together.”
“When you accidentally came out to me.”
Darcy huffed out a laugh. “Okay, yes, but it brought us here, didn’t it?”
Juliet planned on teasing her back, but couldn’t find the words.
Instead, she slowly pushed herself back up, just enough to look at Darcy’s face.
“I think we would have gotten here no matter what. And I’m not saying this to discount the fact that you did open the door; I’m just…
” She searched Darcy’s eyes with her own, the feelings swamping her.
“I can’t imagine that we wouldn’t have gotten here. ”
She didn’t want to imagine it.
And, frankly, she’d been so obsessed with and into Darcy, she probably would have done something stupid sooner rather than later. Juliet was woman enough at this point to own up to that.
The smile on Darcy’s lips was wide and sappy and made Juliet’s heart skip a beat.
“We were brought together working with Shelby. And then I came here. I went down on you before you made me come while I was on your lap. And now, Shelby is working with us, and she just left, and you went down on me, and came while straddling me. Like… living a different version of life.”
Juliet reached up, stroking back Darcy’s hair behind her ear. “Welcome to the B side of our life.”
“You know, some of the best music gets released on the B side,” Darcy whispered, tilting her head up.
Juliet moved to cup her jaw, relishing the feeling of Darcy in her hands. “I’m counting on it.”