Darcy seemed to share the sentiment, as she felt her hands slide up Juliet’s back, searching for her zipper, too.
When she found it, she jerked it down. Juliet was half-certain the fabric of the dress tore, and it shot a thrill through her. Her hips rolled sharply up against Darcy’s, then continued to rock into her, needing friction.
Juliet yanked Darcy’s dress down, uncaring about what happened to it. She didn’t know if she’d done any damage by the time it pooled at Darcy’s feet, she could only feel victorious.
She ran her hands down Darcy’s back, palm down. Feeling every inch of her, until she reached her ass.
Darcy groaned against her neck, rocking her hips into Juliet’s, hard, pinning her to the wall.
“You feel so good.” Darcy’s lips moved against her neck, making Juliet shudder.
Darcy groaned, rocking her hips into Juliet’s. She slipped her thigh between Juliet’s, pushing up against her.
Juliet dug her nails into Darcy’s ass, dropping her head back as the hard muscle of Darcy’s thigh dragged against her clit. Sparks shot through her body, already trembling, even though she neededmore.
“More,” she gasped out, the word echoing through her mind. “Upstairs. Now.”
Darcy froze against her, running her hands down Juliet’s sides, firmly gripping her hips. Like she was gathering her strength to push back from Juliet to look her in the eye.
Her pupils were blown wide and her lips were dark pink and swollen, and she nodded. “More,” she rasped back. “I need so much more.”
Juliet reached down and laced their fingers together, before she determinedly started leading them to her room. She shoved the bedroom door open, walking right to her bureau and yanking it open.
Darcy reached in to grab the harness, pulling it up over her hips, and Juliet chose one of the smaller toys that she didn’t often use. Normally, she wanted something a little bigger when Darcy fucked her.
Darcy lifted her eyebrows in question, and was clearly about to ask. But all that worked out of her mouth was a gasping moan, when Juliet slid both of her own hands down, and secured the silicone in place. Firmly grasping the shaft as she adjusted it, so she rocked it into Darcy’s clit.
“Oh god,” Darcy’s voice was choked in her throat, her eyes fluttering closed as she reached out to grip at Juliet’s shoulders.
Satisfaction pulsed through her. “That’s right,” she murmured, before she forcefully tightened the straps around Darcy’s hips.
“On the bed,” she demanded.
Normally, she’d watch Darcy and enjoy her view. But right now, she couldn’t take that time. Couldn’t stop herself from following right behind her.
As soon as Darcy laid on her back, Juliet climbed over her, breathing heavily, as she stood on her knees on either side ofDarcy’s hips. They both looked down at the toy pointed up between her legs. Watching as Juliet lowered herself.
Well, Darcy was watching between their legs, obviously holding her breath.
Juliet was watching Darcy’s face.
So she could see how Darcyachedwhen she froze. When she stopped lowering herself as soon as she felt the tip against her entrance. She held her breath, feeling herself clench. She wanted it. God, she did. She wanted Darcy deep inside.
“Mm-mm,” she breathed out, gently rocking her hips. Feeling the tip slip out of her, then brush against her clit.
Darcy’s hands reached up, one gripping her thigh, the other on her hips. “Juliet.”
The desperation laced through her name was enough to snap through any desire she had to tease.
“First, you’re going to make me come in your mouth,” she stated, firmly, holding Darcy’s gaze with her own.
Darcy dropped her head back down to the bed, her lips parting as she licked them. Wordlessly, she nodded, tugging Juliet up toward her, her hands impatient.
Well, she was going to need to find a little more patience. Because Juliet worked her way up Darcy slowly, dragging her dripping pussy over her stomach first. Her eyes fluttered closed at the friction of Darcy’s soft skin against her clit, a keening moan escaping her throat.
“Juliet,” Darcy groaned out, her fingertips digging tightly into her hips. “Up here. I need–”
She forced her eyes open, staring down at Darcy. “What you need is to make me feel good.”