“Not done?” Darcy echoed, a small smirk sliding into place. Before it dropped away when she realized Juliet had unlocked her phone. “What are you doing? You make us text with code names, and you’re going to use your phone while I’m literally inside of you?”
Juliet ignored her, finding the right app. She paused her thumb over the screen, turning to look at Darcy above her. “Are you prepared for me to be in control ofyou?”
She watched as Darcy’s eyebrows furrowed, her pupils dilating. “Yes.”
“Good.” Even though she’djustcome, even though she wasn’t entirely sure if this would push her clit into being overworked, she didn’t care. She had a vision.
She tapped her phone, and immediately, they both heard and felt the buzzing start.
Darcy’s eyes widened, her hands slamming into the bed on either side of Juliet’s head with a renewed force, gripping so tightly at her sheets. Satisfaction surged through Juliet at her response, knowing that Darcy was feeling the vibration at the base of the toy, pressed right against her clit.
“O-ohfuck. What? J-J-Juliet,” Darcy stuttered as her cheeks flushed, her hips snapping forward in a movement clearly beyond her control. “Oh mygod, I’m sorry.”
She continued to roll her hips in small, rolling movements against Juliet, unable to stop herself.
Unfortunately, Juliet couldn’t keep her cool, calm composure the way she’d like to in this moment. She, ideally, would be able to talk Darcy through this, to keep her head on straight. But she really couldn’t.
Not with the way Darcy was grinding into her. With those sensual rolls of Darcy’s hips and then the slow grinding, the vibration was also on Juliet’s clit.
“I – if you’re overstimulated, you have to tell me to stop,” Darcy managed to bite out, panting hotly against her ear. There was a whine in her voice, something that made her sound completely, totally out of control. “Because I can’t, I, I’m losing mymind.”
“I’m not. I want it,” the words fell out of her mouth, as she lifted her legs around Darcy’s hips.
She’d been very intrigued when she’d seen this online, and this was why. Because Darcy’s thrusts were growing messier, less rhythmic. Her eyes were closing, her breath coming in little gasps and cries.
Because she was going to make Darcy come while she was inside of her, fucking her like this, and Juliet wanted that. She wanted to bring Darcy to her knees, just like this. She wanted Darcy to completely lose control of herself while she was buried inside of her, while their entire bodies were pressed tightly together.
“Ah – ah –ah!” Darcy cried out against her, her hips stuttering as she fell over the edge.
Juliet came again from the combination of Darcy shuddering against her and the vibration from the strap. This one was softer, a small release. Like a dessert to her last orgasm’s main course.
As soon as Darcy stopped coming, when she stopped shuddering, she tapped theOfficon with shaking fingers. Now, she was overstimulated.
“Sorry to make you move right after I’ve fucked your brains out, but now I’m a little sore,” she murmured into Darcy’s ear.
After a moment’s hesitation, she pressed a soft kiss there. What the hell. Because shewasfeeling very soft right now, likeshe could melt right into the bed. And shedidknow that Darcy was the root cause.
Darcy nodded, drawing a deep inhale, as she pushed herself up and slowly drew her hips back.
Juliet groaned when the toy left her. “God,” she breathed out,trulymelting down into the bed like she was a puppet whose strings had been cut.
Darcy hummed back in affirmation, her hands still trembling slightly as she loosened the harness and slid it off. When she turned onto her back, she let out a big yawn.
Juliet couldn’t help but smile, shaking her head slightly. She reached out her hand, dropping it gently to Darcy’s stomach. “I know how you love to fall asleep after we have sex. But not tonight. I have to leave for my flight at four in the morning.”
Darcy scoffed. “I do notloveto fall asleep after sex.”
Her smile got even bigger at the affronted tone. She knew that was how Darcy would sound, like she always did when Juliet teased her about this.
If she was being honest, though, she found it… nice. That Darcy could genuinely rest here, with her.
The spot behind Juliet’s eye throbbed, and she groaned louder than she intended, tossing her arm over her eyes. Her migraine returningnow?
It had been waiting in the shadows. Staved off during sex – her body far too preoccupied, and she’d still been in the dosage window from the shot she’d taken earlier – it seemed merely the reminder of her early morning for the final leg of her tour brought it roaring back.
She’d known in the back of her mind that she’d be able to take her second shot just after Darcy arrived, but she’d been… preoccupied.
“Soooo,” Darcy dragged out. “Do you want to talk about what you have going on?”