Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 108636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
“And your pleasure?” she asks, but her cheeks turn the most adorable shade of pink.
“When it comes to anything revolving around you? My pleasure is an unavoidable side effect.”
We walk into my bedroom together then, hand in hand, looking at each other the whole way. We’ve spent most of our lives around each other, but I swear, it’s like I’m really seeing her for the first time. Without this app, and our anonymous messages, I don’t know that I ever would have let myself.
Not because she’s not beautiful. Not because she’s not undeniably interesting. But she was off-limits in ways I never would have challenged. She was pigeonholed in my mind.
Our Midnight chats changed that.
Classical music plays softly from my phone dock on my nightstand, and our eyes hold as I pull her toward the bed and push her down on the comforter. Her red hair stands out on the dark green fabric, and I urge her back with a gentle shove, desperate to see it fanned out there.
She smiles up at me, and I lean down to kiss the apex of her collarbone. Her exhale is soft but meaningful, and suddenly, I need to taste even more skin.
One inch at a time, I work my way along her neck and back, moving down to her chest and up to her cheeks one at a time. Her hands explore my back, and my hands run the line of her sides. It’s a soft exploration of a place you’ve been before but have never taken the time to truly see.
It’s a visit to the Statue of Liberty for the first time after living your whole life in New York. It’s a swim in the ocean after staring at it from our view. It’s a hike in the Grand Canyon after only seeing it from above.
And I don’t ever want it to end.
She moans as my teeth tease at the neckline of her tank top, and I pull it down just enough to expose the lace of her bra. “Hear that thunder?”
“Hear what?” she asks, breathless.
Fucking perfect. I must be doing a good job, then.
In a quick move, I grab her hips and twist her as I fall to the bed myself, pulling her on top of me in a straddle. Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are wide, but her mouth is pulled up in an undeniable smile.
She leans down to kiss me, her whole body pressing into mine like it can forge us together, and I pull her hips forward as the thunder rumbles outside my sliding glass doors. If we don’t stop soon, I’m going to take it all the way.
“I want you, June,” I whisper against her perfect mouth. “I want to feel all of you.”
“I want that too,” she answers, her lips kissing mine greedily.
“Are you sure?” I question, pulling back to meet her eyes.
“Beau, I’ve been waiting since the moment Avery first brought me to your parents’ house,” she says with an adorable giggle. “I’m pretty sure.”
“Yeah,” I say with a smile. “I’m pretty sure too. Though, for clarification purposes, I have not been waiting that long. You were…very young.”
Juniper laughs and I shake my head. She grabs both sides of my face and sinks her hands into my hair, putting her lips just barely against mine. “I’m not young now,” she whispers there, earning a smile from me that disappears straight into a kiss.
It’s hot and heavy and deep, and I grab her hips and rock her forward, making sure she feels how hard I am for her.
She moans in my mouth, and I roll us back over, putting her back on the bed and taking over again. Fingers curled around her waistband, I pull her pajama shorts down the length of her legs and off over her pretty feet, kissing her pink-painted toes as I do.
She giggles, and I relish the sound, inching my lips back up the inside of her leg, one kiss at a time.
Her breathing is erratic and heavy by the time I make it to her thigh, her sheer pink panties staring me right in the face when I get there. I push her legs open wider with gentle hands, sealing my mouth over the top of the thin fabric and inhaling every bit of her delicious warmth. Her back arches, and she moans, fisting chunks of my comforter in her small hands.
“God, Juni. I can’t fucking wait to taste you.”
“Beau.”
“You want that, don’t you? My mouth on your pussy?”
She digs her teeth into her bottom lip as her hips jolt up toward me. “So bad.”
Slow and steady, I grab the thin sides of her panties and pull them down her body, tossing them to the floor with her shorts and resuming my position between her legs. Her thighs quake lightly as I put my mouth right to the top of her pussy and blow.