Page 36 of September (New Orleans #9)

G wen wanted the panties gone, but her lips were around Juliet’s clit, and Juliet was making sounds that indicated Gwen shouldn’t stop what she was doing at all, so she continued to suck.

“Babe, come up here,” Juliet said.

“What? Why?” she asked, confused.

Juliet slid back the rest of the way on the bed until her head was on the pillow and smiled at her before nodding for her to join her.

Gwen climbed on the bed and reached for the last remaining article of clothing between them.

At the same time, Juliet lifted her head, undid the hair clip, and let her hair fall and fan out over the pillow.

Gwen knew then. She’d been trying to make Juliet come because she hadn’t been able to wait, but they hadn’t done this part yet; the foreplay.

Gwen loved foreplay. Making a woman come was one of her favorite things in the world, but doing that after minutes or even hours of touching her, turning her on, and making her want Gwen to make her come right that second was even better.

She lowered her body onto Juliet’s and met those green eyes.

Only a few weeks ago, she had accepted a work message on an app, and now, she was staring down at the most beautiful woman in the world, and they were about to make love, because that was what this was.

It wasn’t just sex. They weren’t even just dating.

Whether they’d admitted it yet or not, they were doing this just the two of them.

They were more than dating, but Gwen wanted to be clear before they continued.

“I only want this with you.”

Juliet wrapped her arms around Gwen’s neck and said, “I only want this with you, too.”

Gwen lowered her lips to Juliet’s and kissed her softly at first, moving her mouth against Juliet’s slowly, letting the kiss build.

She had to keep herself from settling her hips between Juliet’s because if she did that, they’d be off, and she wouldn’t be able to hold back.

When Juliet shifted, though, indicating that she wanted her to settle there, Gwen shifted again until her center was over Juliet’s thigh, but she kept her thigh from pressing against Juliet.

Her lips moved to Juliet’s neck, and she licked, sucked, and nibbled at the soft skin she found there.

“You’re killing me,” Juliet said.

Gwen just chuckled against her neck and noted, “You wanted me up here.”

“Yes, but not to make me wait for a year, babe.”

“Not a year, but not right now, either,” Gwen replied, lowering her lips to Juliet’s collarbone. “I want to touch every single inch of you first.”

Juliet made a little growling sound, which was adorable and made Gwen laugh a bit before she recentered herself and lowered her mouth down to Juliet’s breast. The hand that she wasn’t using to hold herself up covered the other breast, and she massaged it while she licked and kissed around the nipple, making no move to actually suck on it just yet.

When Juliet’s body arched a little as if she were unhappy with the lack of attention paid to the hard peak, Gwen held in her laughter this time, but she also took the hint and engulfed the nipple with her mouth.

She licked it with firm pressure first, earning a gasp, and then sucked it into her mouth how she had wanted to do since the first time she’d seen Juliet with that thin shirt.

She didn’t stay in one place for long, though.

Quickly, she tugged on the nipple and blew cold air on it, making it hard again.

Proud of her work, she switched over to the other nipple and sucked, paying attention to the sounds Juliet was making, trying to take in the ones that meant Juliet liked what she was doing and, more importantly, the ones that indicated that she really liked what Gwen was doing.

Soon, Juliet’s hips were rising impatiently, and she attempted to press her center into Gwen’s thigh.

Gwen wanted it, too. She was more than ready to rock into Juliet’s thigh and give herself some relief.

She lowered her sex down against the hard thigh and rubbed her wetness over Juliet’s skin.

“God, yes,” Juliet whispered.

Gwen then pressed her own thigh into Juliet’s sex and rocked as she sucked on her nipple.

“You better not stop,” Juliet told her.

“Are you sure?” she asked before she licked the nipple in front of her. “I was planning on putting my hand down there.”

“Yes! Please!” Juliet let out, her head back against the pillow, eyes closed, mouth open, ready for what Gwen was about to do to her.

Gwen reached between them and started stroking her slowly while she continued to rock.

“That’s… so good,” Juliet said, her hands on Gwen’s ass, cupping it, pushing Gwen into her harder.

“Want more?” she asked as she kissed Juliet’s neck.

“Yes,” Juliet said.

Gwen lowered her fingers then and slipped them inside.

Her thumb pressed to Juliet’s clit, and she let herself have a moment where she just focused on how good this felt; being inside Juliet, feeling her warmth, her softness, how wet she was for her, and how her muscles felt as she clenched just a bit around her two fingers that hadn’t yet moved.

When she finally pushed deeper inside, Juliet moaned.

“You feel… so good, baby,” Gwen said.

“That’s my line,” Juliet replied.

Gwen moved her lips to Juliet’s and slipped her tongue inside her mouth as she began to thrust slowly and rub Juliet’s clit in time with those thrusts.

Their tongues pressed together, she tried to flick hers in time with those movements, too, and it was sloppy at best, but Juliet continued to moan, so Gwen continued to flick.

When she could no longer keep it going, she pulled out of the kiss and looked down between them.

Watching her fingers disappear inside Juliet was the biggest of all turn-ons, and she resumed rocking her own sex over Juliet’s thigh, craving some release for herself.

Thrusting and curling faster now, she flicked Juliet’s clit with her thumb as well, and a few seconds later, Juliet was coming undone.

Hips lifted and dropped. Juliet’s mouth formed the O of surprise and pleasure, and she said Gwen’s name loudly before she raised her hips again, kept them there for a few seconds, and dropped them to the mattress.

Gwen slowed her strokes but didn’t stop them entirely until Juliet’s hand moved over her own.

When Juliet opened her eyes, she was flushed and wore a satisfied smile.

Gwen kissed her, but only briefly, because now, it was time to slide down Juliet’s body to finish what she’d started.

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Gwen lay there, with Juliet’s head between her legs, and tried to focus on the tongue that was doing amazing things to her, but the alarm was going off on Juliet’s phone on the table that was inconveniently located on the other side of the bed.

“Jules,” she said.

“Shit. Sorry,” Juliet replied and moved quickly until she had her phone in her hand, silencing the alarm. “Where was I?” she added, moving back to hover over Gwen’s body.

“How much time do we have?”

“Enough for me to make you come at least twice in this bed and once more in the shower, if you want,” Juliet said.

Gwen smiled at her, and Juliet moved back between her legs.

The previous night, they had made love for hours, and Gwen had lost track of how many times she’d come and how many times she had made Juliet come.

They’d gone slow the whole night, taking breaks to graze each other’s skin and talk about what they liked about what they’d just done and what they might want to try together in the future, and it was nice. No, it was perfect.

This morning, Gwen knew that Juliet had to leave, and she’d planned to let her sleep in until the alarm to make sure she was well-rested for her drive, but Juliet had surprised her by waking up early.

In no time, she had found Gwen’s clit wet and ready for her with her roaming fingertips, and she’d made her come fast.

Not wanting to leave Juliet hanging for hours in a car, Gwen had rolled on top of her and made her come with slow, evenly paced thrusts while she kissed Juliet’s soft, swollen lips.

Juliet had then moved between her legs, and now, Gwen was coming hard into her mouth, not wanting this to be over but needing the orgasm at the same time.

Her body was sore but still unsated somehow, so when Juliet moved back on top of her and slipped inside, Gwen let her take her again, and she was stroked, curled, and flicked to another amazing orgasm while Juliet’s lips placed kisses along her neck.

“Shower?” Juliet whispered while Gwen was catching her breath. “Then, we can take Carly for a walk before I have to get ready.”

“I can walk her for you,” she offered.

“I want to walk with you this morning before I go.”

“Okay,” Gwen replied and kissed her hard because she didn’t like that Juliet had just said that she had to go.

In Juliet’s shower, they washed each other before Juliet stroked Gwen to another release, and Gwen got down on her knees to do the same for Juliet.

“I love when you do that,” Juliet said when Gwen rose up to meet her lips in the shower.

“I love when I do that,” Gwen replied. “I feel like your clit might just be made for my mouth. It seems to fit pretty perfectly when I put my lips around it.”

“You can’t say things like that when I can’t come again right now and have to go two days without,” Juliet said and pulled Gwen in for a kiss.

“We can come again tonight. Just over FaceTime.”

“Not a bad idea, but also not the same,” Juliet replied, wrapping her arms around Gwen’s neck and pulling her in for a tight hug as the water ran down Gwen’s back.

“I think part of the reason I wanted to wait was that I knew how good this would be with you, and I didn’t want to miss it when I traveled. ”

“Do you regret not waiting?” Gwen asked.

“What? No,” Juliet said, pulling out of the hug a bit to look into Gwen’s eyes. “Not even a little bit. I know we met because I’m traveling a lot, but I wish we had met that night at the bar or something. When I walked in with Molly and saw you there, I wish we had talked there and ended up here.”

“Because then I wouldn’t be your dog walker?”

“Because I wouldn’t have met you only because I have to leave all the time,” Juliet said, kissing Gwen’s nose. “We would’ve talked over a drink and decided to go out.”

“Would you still have ordered that ridiculous martini you didn’t drink?” Gwen teased, trying to keep things light.

Juliet laughed and said, “Probably. I wanted to be cool around you. I don’t suspect that would’ve changed if I’d only met you then. I might have even made it more ridiculous by asking for it shaken with the olives in the shaker and the ice included in the glass or something.”

“Candace would’ve just killed you.”

Juliet laughed again and said, “Let’s get out of here. The water’s cooling off.”

They dried off and dressed in comfortable clothes for their quick walk around the block with Carly.

Juliet held on to Gwen’s hand the whole time as if she didn’t want to let go, and when they got back to the apartment, Gwen checked her day’s schedule on her phone while Juliet dressed and did her last-minute packing.

“Bring a vibrator!” Gwen yelled.

“What?” Juliet asked, suddenly appearing in the doorway of the bedroom.

“FaceTime sex.” Gwen wiggled her eyebrows at her.

Juliet laughed and went back to packing.

“Hey, can you take her with you tonight?” Juliet asked her a few minutes later.

“I was already planning on it,” she replied.

“You were?”

“I assumed that would be okay with you.”

“It is, obviously, but–” Juliet stopped. “Wait. You didn’t charge me.”

“Huh?”

“Babe, you stopped charging me,” Juliet pointed out as she emerged from her bedroom holding out her phone and showing it to Gwen.

“Yeah. So?”

“So, you’ve been taking care of Carly without getting paid?”

“Jules, we’re dating now. I can’t take your money.”

“Babe, this is your job,” Juliet said, sitting down next to her on the sofa. “If you’re taking care of her when I’m gone, you get money for that.”

“You wouldn’t ask Molly to–”

“We went over that before.”

“Yes, but you’re not sleeping with Molly.” Gwen smiled at her. “Jules, keep the money, please. Use it to buy me more coffee if you want.”

“How many times do I have to tell you that I get it for free?”

“A bunch, apparently,” she replied as she turned to her.

“Jules, I know what we said last night about only wanting to do this with each other doesn’t exactly mean we’re married with shared bank accounts here, but we are dating.

So, as long as I can take care of her for you, I will, and I can’t take your money to do it.

It’s off the books now because it’s just me taking care of my… date’s dog.”

“Say, ‘girlfriend,’” Juliet said, leaning in.

“Girlfriend,” she said and stuck out her tongue in jest.

“No, I mean say it about me.”

Juliet moved until she was on top of Gwen.

“You sure? We just started dating.”

“I’m sure,” Juliet replied.

“Then, I can’t charge my girlfriend for taking care of her dog.”

“Will you get in trouble on the app?”

“No. Why?”

“I don’t know. They’ll see that the job was canceled or something.”

“I won’t get in trouble unless you leave me a bad rating or review.”

“Oh, I’d never leave you a bad rating or review. You’re five stars all the way, baby,” Juliet said and kissed her.

“I was referring to my ability to walk and take care of your dog.” Gwen laughed.

“Oh, damn. It’s a good thing you told me that because I was about to write up how amazing your tongue is, how good your fingers feel inside me, how you whispered sweet nothings to me while you made me come, and how hard you made me come every time.”

Gwen reached for the button on Juliet’s khakis, undid it, and slipped inside.

“Babe!”

“You can’t say those things and expect me not to make you come one more time before you go.”

And there was that word again… Go . Juliet would be leaving soon. She’d get in her car, drive off, and Gwen would take Carly home with her. Yes, it was only for two days this time, but soon, it would be five or six at a time, and Gwen didn’t yet know what to do about that.