“My pleasure. Thanks for spending the weekend with me. I like having you here.” I stood and reached a hand out for her. I wanted to haul her over my shoulder and carry her to my bed like a caveman, but this had to be her choice.
Juliette smiled and took my hand shyly. I pulled her against me and gave her a soft kiss on the lips before I shifted back to see her face. “If I remember the plan correctly, it’s time for me to unwrap this gift.” She nodded, and without giving her time to get nervous, I led her towards my bedroom.
I sat at the edge of my bed and pulled Juliette to stand between my legs. “Hi, baby,” I whispered as I cupped her cheek.My fingertips grazed over her jaw and neck while I searched her pretty eyes. “You good with this?”
She nodded.
“You say stop, we stop. Anytime. Okay?”
“Okay,” she whispered back.
I speared my fingers into her hair and pulled her in for a kiss. She opened her mouth for me, as eager as I felt. I angled her head and deepened the kiss. I couldn’t get close enough to her. I needed more. Needed to feel her. My hands slid down her sides to the hem of her t-shirt. I broke our kiss just long enough to pull her shirt off, her bra following. I wanted to devour her, but first I wanted to worship her. To show her how she deserved to be worshiped.
I trailed my lips from hers, down her throat and chest to the swell of her breasts. Juliette moaned, and I rewarded her by sucking her nipple into my mouth, and when she moaned louder, I sucked harder before I soothed her with gentle licks and slow flicks of my tongue. She arched her back and grabbed onto my hair, holding me to her. I treated the other side to the same attention, my fingers playing with the first pink, peaked nipple.
Juliette groaned my name, her voice filled with need. With abandon. I kissed her deeply again, her tongue dueling with mine as my hands slid down her curves to her ass. I squeezed the round cheeks before lifting her up and laying her on my bed.
I hovered over Juliette, searching her gaze again. Hunger and need flared in her pretty eyes. My lips crashed onto hers. I rocked my hips against her, loving the answering roll of her hips. Without breaking our kiss, I twisted to my side, laying on the bed next to her, freeing my hand to explore her body. I ran my hand over her breasts, over the soft skin of her slightly rounded belly, around her hips, dipping my fingers into the waistband of her leggings. I looked at her in question and she nodded. Islid the leggings and her panties off, sliding my hands down her legs as I did, then I slowly slid my hands back up, brushing my fingers over the small triangle of trimmed hair, grazing her clit and teasing her opening. I felt her wetness, smelled her arousal. I couldn’t wait to have more of her.
“Dylan!” Juliette gasped.
My dick pressed painfully against the zipper of my jeans.Settle down, we’re taking our time tonight. I dragged a fingertip in slow circles around her clit. She thrusted her hips, searching for more. I teased her before giving her what she needed, putting pressure right on the bundle of nerves. She cried out. I slid a finger inside her, and then another one. So tight and warm. I couldn’t wait to be inside her. I eased my fingers in and out, gently at first before building speed and pressure. I crooked my fingers and twisted my hand, digging my knuckles into her. Juliette moaned, her hips rocking against my hand. Her inner muscles tightened around my fingers. I fingered her faster, harder, pressing on her clit with my thumb and kissing her. Juliette’s body arched off the bed, every muscle inside and out tensing. I tore my mouth away from hers. I needed to see her lose control even more than I needed to kiss her.
“Dylan!” She screamed with a guttural cry as she clenched around my fingers.
I slowed my movement, softly kissing her lips, cheeks, nose, eyes, smiling as her eyelids fluttered and her body relaxed.
“So good,” Juliette murmured. She gazed at me for a moment with soft, sated eyes before suddenly springing into action, her frenzied hands pulling my shirt off and tossing it to the floor, unbuttoning my pants, trying to touch me everywhere all at once. I took over unzipping and pulling down my jeans. Between her enthusiastic hands and my dick straining to free itself, it was safer that way.
Juliette’s movements slowed to a tantalizing caress once I was naked before her. She ran her fingers up and down the ridges of my abs and pecs and around my nipples.
I’d honed my body to ensure I could keep myself and others safe in life-threatening emergencies, used my strength to carry grown men to safety, but somehow, nothing had ever been more satisfying than the look in Juliette’s eyes as her hands roved over me. I felt cherished by her. I was content just to let her touch me, happy to feel her body against mine, to watch the emotions swirling in her expressive eyes. Until she reached out her tongue and licked my nipple.
Before she could blink, I had Juliette flipped on her back, my dick pressed firmly against her core as my eyes met hers, searching for confirmation.
“Juls, I want to make love to you.” My voice came out low and husky as I caressed her cheek.
“Yes. Please. I need you, Dylan.” Her voice was raspy. Needy. So fucking sexy.
I reached over to the nightstand for a condom and was ready for her in seconds. I lined myself up to her opening and pushed in just a little. My eyes anchored to hers, she begged for more. She gasped as I entered slowly, her nails biting into my shoulders. Inch by inch, I worked my way in as Juliette cried out, moaning sexy little sounds, drawing me in, sucking away my resolve. I pushed in, groaning at the feel of her heat surrounding my dick, my balls cradled against her ass. She cried out an incoherent sound, and I froze. I wanted to stay like that, buried deep inside her, forever. If I moved it would end too soon.
“You good, baby?” I ground out.
“So good. More.”
That’s my girl. I happily gave her what she asked for. I pulled out and rocked into her, slowly at first, steadily picking up speed. I couldn’t hold back, she felt too good. Her hips thrusted eagerly,her hands everywhere, her noises wild. So much passion. Her body tensed under me. Her nails dug into my biceps, her eyes flared wide, and her mouth opened in a silent scream.
So close, but she didn’t let go.
“Juliette, come baby! Come for me!”
That did it. She detonated under me. Her body writhed, her hips thrust, her nails dug into my shoulders hard enough to draw blood, and she cried out.
“Juliette,” I groaned, pumping a few more times, drawing out her pleasure before I planted myself as deep inside her as I could get and let myself go. Oh God, she felt good.
I rolled to the side, pulling her with me, careful to not crush her. We held each other tight, both breathing hard. As we returned to earth, I caressed her face. “So beautiful,” I whispered, running a hand over her hair. I needed to touch her, to show her how precious she was to me.
Eventually, I reluctantly got up to dispose of the condom and clean myself up. When I came out with a washcloth for her in my hand, she was waiting outside the bathroom door.