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Juliette

“Y ou're not giving up on me now, are you, Angel? Remember the safe word.”

Bubblegum. And there was no way I was going to use it.

I braced myself on the bed as Lux dragged the vibrator from my clit to my entrance and back again. I was barely hanging on. My entire body was shaking. My breathing was labored.

This time, she had my feet planted on the ground with my body lying on the bed and my ass up in the air. I had to push my face into the sheets to stop the moans from tumbling out of my mouth.

I was completely naked, and she was still in her work clothes—an entire suit—but she had unbuttoned the jacket and the first few buttons of her shirt. It gave me a mouthwatering view of her chest and the tattoo on it.

I was itching to get a taste of her. I didn’t have many chances to.

She was in total control in the bedroom, and more often than not, all she wanted was to pleasure me.

Just like tonight. She was on me like a hound.

As soon as Bella went to sleep, I was ushered into her room, ordered to strip, and forced to lie on the bed as she worshipped me with her mouth.

That was hours ago, and she wasn’t ready to stop anytime soon. There were no breaks this time. She was far too ravenous for that.

My legs shook harder as she brought the vibrator to my clit and pushed.

I let out a muffled cry as the orgasm started building up again. It swirled in my belly, and my core got tighter and tighter and tighter until?—

She pulled away with a chuckle.

“Be quiet or I’ll have to gag you,” she warned. My pussy squeezed at the thought of it.

Her hand came to rub the back of my thigh, my ass, and then my back before it tangled in my hair and she yanked my head back. I couldn’t hold a gasp as her lips kissed my ass cheek before she lightly bit it.

“What's gotten into you?”

“Are you saying you don't like it?” she asked.

As if to tease me, she pushed the vibrator against my entrance, pushing it inside me slowly before pulling out and doing it all over again. I moved my hips to try and meet her shallow thrusts, but every time I did, she would just pull away.

“I fucking love it,” I panted. “Make me work for it, sir. I'm not worthy of it yet.”

“Oh, you're worthy, Angel,” she replied, laying her entire body over me as her lips brushed against my ear. “But that doesn't mean I don't love to see you beg for it.”

“Please,” I gasped and was rewarded with the lightest pressure against my clit. “Please let me come.”

“Again, Angel.”

But I did one better. I turned around and pushed her away from the bed so I could sink to my knees in front of her. My hands were gripping her pants, and I looked up at her with my best puppy dog eyes.

She met me with a smirk and turned off the vibrator.

“You look good on your knees. Why don't you give me a show?” As she said it, Lux pushed her shiny shoe forward just barely. “ Ride it. ”

My breath caught. I had never done anything as dirty as that. Before her, I was quite vanilla, which was why going to a sex club was so out of character for me.

I’d always had fantasies. Dreamed about meeting someone like her. Someone I could finally submit to. Someone I could trust enough to give into my every desire without fear of being judged.

“Will it please you, sir?” I asked and climbed onto her foot, placing my wet cunt right on top of it. The material was cold, and combined with the wetness leaking out of me, slippery. But it was just hard enough to put that very much needed pressure on my clit.

I love the way she’s looking down at me.

Her dark hair had been pushed back and out of her way. Her eyes were hooded, her mouth slightly open, my cum still on her lips.

She looked down at me like she was starving. Like she hadn’t been fucking me for the last few hours. Like she had only gotten a taste and it had turned her into a ravenous animal.

She was insatiable. For me.

And goddamn, did I want to try this with her.

As a test, I jerked my hips back and forth, grabbing onto her leg, grinding down harder on her shoe. A moan spilled from my lips as heat shot through me, and her hand ran through my hair, a small gesture that let me know she liked what I was doing.

“Just like that,” she murmured. The clear desire interwoven with her praise had my breath catching. “You're such a good girl, aren't you? Willing to do anything for me. Can you come like this for me?”

“Yes,” I breathed and moved faster against the hard material.

I’d make myself come if that’s what it took to have those sweet, warm praises fall from her lips again.

I was already so sensitive and worked up from before that my orgasm would hit me in a matter of moments. A curling heat twisted in my belly, my pussy already pulsing.

It was all so overwhelming. The whole situation. How dirty it felt. How ready I was. And most of all, her sultry eyes taking me in. All of me.

She was my undoing.

I shattered completely, unable to hold my orgasm back as it tore through me.

And as it hit me, I whispered, “Please let me taste you.”

I didn't mean for that to come out. I meant to do this at her pace, no demands. After all, it was her I wanted to please.

But pleasing her included giving her pleasure. Making her come at my hands.

I stayed there, my cum leaking down onto her shoe as she stood looking at me, her hand still in my hair.

Her nostrils flared, and a fire lit in her eyes.

“Only if you think you're up to it,” she finally said. “I’m warning you, it can be difficult to make me come, especially with oral.”

I smiled. “Challenge accepted.”

* * *

“You're so perfect,” she praised as I lapped up the wetness spilling out of her.

I finally had her lying against her pillows, me between her legs, naked and completely bare to me.

My mouth was everywhere. Her entrance. Her clit. Biting into her thigh. Even if it wasn't easy, I wasn't a quitter, and nothing would feel better than making her fall apart.

I didn't care how long it took. I didn't care how tired my jaw was after. The words falling from her mouth along with moans of pleasure were all the fuel I needed to keep going.

I speared her with my tongue, my thumb coming to her clit and rubbing furious circles over it.

Because I wasn't in a rush, I took my time to study her.

Lux required a bit more pressure and intensity than I did. Something that would have me shaking in seconds wasn't much for her at all.

So I went harder, faster, and I knew I got it right when she let out a gasp, her back arching, her hand fisting my hair like she needed something to hold on to.

Her head fell back, the muscles in her throat quivering as she sank into the pleasure I was pulling from her.

There was a light sheen of sweat falling down her forehead, and I watched as it made the journey down her face and neck to her breasts. It followed the lines of her tattoo before dispersing into her skin.

“Just like that. Oh fuck , just like that.”

I brought my other hand, reaching out to pinch her nipple, the rosy bud just begging me to give it some attention.

“Yes, yes, yes .”

There was nothing more beautiful than Lux as she came. She was wild, almost crazed as it ran through her. Her orgasm was like a tidal wave, threatening to destroy everything in its path, and she was just a casualty. Like it had a will of its own and only showed itself when it was coaxed into being.

She thrashed against me. Her moans cut out, and she was stuck there, frozen as her cunt pulsated.

I did this. I fucking did this.

Just like I thought, there was nothing more rewarding than seeing her unravel because of me.

“You're so beautiful,” I cooed as she came down. Her eyes were wide, her breath heavy. She stared up at the ceiling like she was trying to catch her breath after a marathon.

I climbed up her body but kept her legs spread open with my thighs and my fingers between her legs, teasing her sensitive cunt.

I didn't want to stop. I wanted to see it again and again. I lazily circled her clit, making sure to keep the pressure before letting my fingers travel down and entering into her slippery cunt.

“So you want to top me now?” she joked and ran her hand through my hair and pushed it to the side so she could get a look at my face.

I didn’t bother replying. Actions spoke louder than words anyway.

I slipped my fingers in and out of her. She was so obscenely wet that we could hear it through the silence of the room.

I picked up my pace, pumping into her and slamming the heel of my palm against her clit.

I almost thought it was too much, but then her body jerked against me, and I felt her cunt squeeze my fingers.

“Oh God ,” she said with a laugh. “No one's ever made me come twice in a row.”

A burst of pride flared through my chest. It was so potent it had me lightheaded.

“It's just that no one ever knew how to treat her right,” I said, panting as I moved down her body.

She spread her legs further for me, her head falling back into the pillows and her mouth opening again in that silent scream as she came, my fingers never stopping.

“Isn't that right?” I asked her pretty pussy.

“You just needed someone to show you the littlest bit of attention.”

I expected Luz to shoot something snarky back or make fun of me for that, but instead I was thrown on the bed, her lips at my throat.

Before I knew it, we were starting all over again with her hand between my legs this time.

It was perfect between us. Maybe even more so because we had nothing to hide.

I almost couldn't believe she was mine. Couldn't believe that I was so lucky.

Having Lux was something I couldn't have dreamed possible. I could say she was the woman of my dreams, but she was far more than that.

She was everything I never knew I needed.

And I wanted to hold on to her.

Because I knew that as soon as I let my guard down, something bad would happen.

That was just the way life worked.