This is the house our parents built, but after they passed they left it to the three of us. Lux lives in the city now, and Luca has already said he doesn’t plan on staying in Pink Springs forever, so both of them gave it to me. I’ve done a few things over the years to change it and make it ours, but mostly my room and the kitchen have gotten the bulk of the remodels.
When we pull up, I grab Juno’s bag from beside me and go over to open her door on the Jeep. She’s silent as we go inside, and when I put her bag down on the kitchen table, we stand there for a moment, just looking at each other.
“Are you hungry?” she asks, looking around and then at her feet. Anywhere but at me.
I shake my head as I see her leaning against the counter. She’s in the same spot I found her all those months ago, and it’s the image that haunts me in my dreams.
“Do you want to watch a movie?” She still won’t look at me, but I shake my head anyway. She brings a finger up to her mouth to bite her nail, and I take a step toward her.
“Don’t do that,” I say, and my voice is husky and low. I take the hand and bring the finger up to my mouth to kiss it.
“So what are we going to do?” When her eyes meet mine she’s nervous, but I see an excitement there too.
“I’m gonna take you to my room.” I kiss the inside of her wrist without taking my eyes off her. Her mouth opens, and she lets out a breath as I wrap an arm around her back and haul her up against me. “And introduce you to my headboard.”
I grab her ass and lift her over my shoulder, carrying her up the stairs. I’m too close to the edge to wait on her to walk, and I’ll be faster. By the time I make it to my room and kick the door closed, barely a heartbeat has passed. I put Juno on her feet, and she wobbles a second as I steady her.
“Strip,” I order, and to her credit she does as I say.
While she takes her top off, I practically rip my own shirt off and toss it on the chair next to the window. I’m kicking off my boots and jeans just as she’s coming out of her shorts and panties. She doesn’t wear a bra, but her tits are small enough that she doesn’t have to. My cock jerks at the thought of being able to reach under her shirt at any time and play with her nipples without anything stopping me.
Her panties hit the floor, and I’m already on her, kissing her like I need her mouth to breathe and walking her back toward the bed. My jeans are around my ankles, and I kick them off as I go. She pushes down my boxer briefs, and my cock springs hard and free between us. I feel the cool trail of precum smeared across her belly and growl in delight. Fuck, I can’t wait to mark every inch of her.
“Let me lick you again,” I say, nudging her back on the bed and spreading her legs. Her pink lips spread, and I groan with pleasure as I slide my tongue between them. She’s already wet but a few quick licks of my tongue and she’s close to cumming.
I’m so fucking hard that my dick is touching my stomach as I eat her pussy. I’m creaming over the tip and down my shaft. I know that as soon as I’m inside her, I won’t last.
“You want to cum on my mouth or my dick?” I ask, biting the inside of her thigh.
“Dick,” she says quickly, and I smile.
“You sure?” I lick her clit, and she cries out and raises her hips.
“No. Yes. I don’t know.” She wiggles then grabs my hair. “Wait, yes on your cock.”
“Good girl,” I say as I climb on top of her.
The skin over my cock is tight, and I’ve never been so big in my life. I’m worried about hurting her, after I felt how tight she was, but I’m going to control myself.
“Just let me get all the way in, and then I promise I’ll make it good for you.” I look into her eyes, and she nods as she spreads her knees.
I swipe the tip of my cock through her wet folds and then push into her opening. It’s so fucking soft and tight that I moan as I enter. I feel her tense, and before she can push me back out, I thrust all the way inside. I curse a stream of words that may or may not be intelligible. My body falls on top of hers as I bury my face in her neck and try to hold still. She’s tense under me as her nails bite into my back, but I don’t move.