Page 102 of The Hearts We've Broken
I grabbed her hips and lifted her. Juniper wrapped her legs around my middle, and I carried her to the bedroom, laying her down on the bed gently.
My lips brushed against her collarbone as I kissed my way down her body before stopping at the top of her breasts.
A whine fell from Juniper’s lips, and I looked up at her.
“Please.”
I shook my head. “No, baby. I plan to take my time. Ihad to be without you for too long, and I’m going to make up for all the time we lost.”
Her head lolled back as I pulled the top of her blouse down and flicked my tongue against her nipple. I sat up when she lifted her arms so I could pull the shirt over her head, leaving her chest bare.
After planting a line of kisses down to her navel, I unbuttoned her jeans, tugging down the zipper and hooking my fingers in the waistband. She shimmied out of them as I pulled the denim down her thighs.
“What do you want from me, Peach?” I asked as I blew a puff of air on the cotton covering the space between her legs.
She narrowed her eyes. “Don’t make me beg for anything, Mikey Tucker. You know I won’t.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it. Just tell me what you need, and I plan to give it to you.”
“Just touch me. Please.”
I gently ran my thumb along the apple of her cheek. “Like this? Or”—I swiped a finger up her cotton-covered center—“like this?”
Juniper sucked in a breath. “Stop teasing.”
“As you wish.” My lips melded with hers as I slid her panties off. Her entrance was slick with her arousal, and I curled a finger inside her, eliciting a moan.
My thumb circled her clit as my index finger brushed her walls. She clenched around me, and I added another, pumping them faster.
We kept kissing as I fucked her with my fingers, our mouths tangling together, exploring each other even though she already knew every inch of me and I her.
“Don’t stop,” she mumbled against my lips, and I picked up my pace.
Her hips bucked up against my hand, and I knew she was close. A few more strokes and she was falling apart at my fingertips.
Withdrawing my fingers, I brought them up to my lips for a taste.
My hands moved to unzip my pants, but she stopped me, sitting up to pull off my shirt. She moved to my jeans next, but paused as something caught her eye.
She leaned down, her top half disappearing next to the bed, before she popped back up. “What’s this?” she grinned as she held up a strip of black, cotton rope.
I reached for it, but she pulled it away, making a clicking noise with her mouth.
“Uh-uh. If anyone’s going to use this, it’s going to be me.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks as I nodded. “Do your worst.”
Juniper moved behind me and took my hands, putting them behind my back. She quickly tied my hands together, making sure the rope wasn’t cutting off my circulation or tightening with movement.
My heart raced at the idea of her taking control. When she placed her hand on my chest, pushing me down onto the bed, I knew that was exactly what she had in mind. She crawled over top of me, her hands on both sides of my body. I looked at her in awe as she hooked her finger under my chin and lifted it, sealing her lips over mine.
“My turn,” she whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.
Her nails trailed down my chest, leaving a tingling sensation in their absence. She scooted down my body so her torso hovered just above my thighs. Juniper unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off, taking my boxers with them.My cock, already rock hard, lay flat against my stomach, the tip glistening with precum.
I was helpless with my hands bound as Juniper lowered her mouth onto the tip, swirling her tongue around it. The sensation was overwhelming and she’d hardly done anything. But with each gentle, teasing stroke of her tongue, a jolt shot through my body.
She looked up at me when she put my cock into her mouth, the length disappearing as she took me deeper. Her hands twisted around it, stroking in tandem with her head as it bobbed up and down.
