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Chapter Thirty-Three
Ryan
Juliet takes her bottom lip into her teeth and lets out a slow breath. She stills when my fingers brush the soft skin that leads from her face to her neck.
“Can you do that, Juliet? Can you stay quiet for me?”
She swallows hard before nodding, and her eyes looking up at me are enough to get me hard.
“That’s my good girl,” I say, tracing my fingers down until they rest at her bra line.
The truth is she’s right.
Anyone could knock on that door at any point in time, but something about that makes me want her even more.
The risk, the danger, it’s fucking hot.
I take her in, savoring her with my eyes.
I want to take my time exploring every square inch of her beautiful body. I want to discover every single part of my Juliet.
I kiss her, and my mind goes into a frenzy. My skin lights up with her electricity, and when her mouth opens for me I pull her into my arms.
“I can’t fucking get enough of you, Juliet.”
Her fingers grasp onto my shirt, fisting it hard as her body melts into mine.
A needy moan escapes her lips, and I capture it with my own. I take her bottom lip and suck it in, biting down on it hard enough to earn a small whimper from her.
Fuck, the sound of that whimper will be the death of me.
She’s in my veins now, coursing through my body, consuming me completely. She’s become an addiction that I don’t want to quit.
I press my hips into her, letting her feel what she does to me. Letting her know exactly how hard she makes me.
She moans again, and I press my hand to her mouth, silencing her.
“Baby, if you keep that up, our little secret won’t be a secret anymore.”
Her eyes press closed and I can feel her clenching her jaw underneath my palm.
I walk our bodies over to a small table where the set list for the night is sitting. With one swift motion, I swipe the papers away, and they scatter across the floor.
I lift her up and position her so that her ass is seated on the surface.
I slide my palm along her thigh, her skin raised with tiny goosebumps in response to my touch. The whole time her eyes are locked onto mine, lips parted, inviting me to take more of her.
“Ryan—” she pleads, and I pull her legs apart. I grab the hem of her skirt and shove it up to her waist, needing access to my new favorite place in the world.
Her panties are already soaked for me.
I swipe my thumb across the small strip of wet fabric that covers her entrance, and she leans her head back into the wall.
“Not a sound, Juliet,” I command before sliding the material to the side and sinking a single finger into her.
“Y-yes,” she whimpers.
I drive another finger inside and clasp my free hand over her mouth.
