I let my tongue flick back and forth against the rhinestone in her navel, then tease her belly button. Her body jerks in reaction, and I look up to find her watching me, her blue eyes smoky with desire, her breath coming quick enough her breasts sway upon exhale. Her face is flushed and she’s rubbing her lips together.
“You good, Junie?” I ask her, hooking my fingers once again in her panties.
“I… think so,” she answers, her voice steady.
“Lift up for me, Baby,” I tell her.
She raises her ass up just enough so I can push her panties down and helps me slide them from her legs and off the bed.
“Jesus, Junie,” I literally moan, when I’m left to take in her bare pussy, juices covering the tops of the lips. I inhale deeply, taking in the sweet scent of her hunger.
Before I lose my head, I slide my own boxers down, throwing them on the ground. My cock is rock hard and my balls are heavy. It’s been so fucking long, and I can’t remember being as turned on as I am right now—which is crazy as hell, because Junie has yet to touch me.
“Are you still okay, Junie?” I ask, checking on her, but finding it hard to talk at the same time.
I need inside of her.
“Damn, Sheriff, you really are packing,” she murmurs her eyes wide as she takes in my hard cock.
“Ben,” I correct her.
“What?” she asks, pulling her gaze from my cock to look at me.
“When we’re together like this, Junie. I’m Ben. Fuck that, to you I’m always Ben.”
She smiles, shaking her head, like she thinks I’m funny, but she doesn’t disagree.
“Where do you keep the condoms, Ben?” she asks and I freeze.
“Fuck.”
“No, no, no. Do not tell me you don’t have condoms,” Junie begs.
“There’s been no need…. It’s been a while for me, Junie,” I tell her, which is the truth. Mine and Luna’s relationship had gone slow, so fucking slow sometimes I wondered why it didn’t bother me more. Luna was a good woman. I told myself it was worth the wait, and I guess it was—or would have been. But feeling the need I have for Junie right now, I’m beginning to wonder if that’s true. I stop myself from going there. I will not think about Luna when I’m in bed with Junie. She deserves better than that. Hell, I do too.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask hopefully.
“Yes, but… shit, Ben, don’t be mad… but…”
I take in a deep breath and flop over on my back, because I understand and she’s smart. That doesn’t mean I’m not cursing myself. “I would have had condoms, but I just went through kind of a breakup and dumped them in the trash in anger.”
“Kind of a breakup?” Junie laughs, her breaths still coming quick, as I pull her to me. She flops a leg over me and my cock bounces in reaction, so hard it’s painful.
“She ditched me for another man,” I tell her, skirting issues I should probably tell her.
“Ouch, that had to hurt,” she says and I sigh.
She has no idea…
“Junie—”
“Most men would have used the condoms to fuck every woman in sight just for revenge, Ben.”
“That’s not who I am. I didn’t want to use those condoms,” I tell her, not adding that Luna and I picked those condoms up together because we were planning on taking that step the night a rock was thrown through her window. “I didn’t want to use condoms I bought for one woman, on someone else,” I tell her lamely. It’s mostly a lie. I threw the condoms away because it fucking hurt to look at the box and know what they represented and what happened. I guess we better get dressed…” I murmur, knowing the moment is gone.
“Tomorrow, we’ll go buy condoms,” she says and when I look in her eyes I nod my head in agreement.
“The sooner the better,” I tell her, which makes her grin.
“We could….”
“What?” I ask, liking that look in her eye.
“Fancy a hand job, Sheriff?” she asks.
With anyone else that might be a disappointment, but with Junie, it sounds damn good right now. When her hand wraps around my shaft and she squeezes, it really does.
“I told you that when we’re together you call me Ben,” I half growl as she holds me tight in her fist and strokes my cock.
“Sorry,” she whispers. “You can spank me for it later.”
My dick trembles in her hand at the thought of spanking her. She has no idea the stuff I want to do to her. If she did, she wouldn’t tease me.
“You may regret giving me the go ahead on that one day, Baby.”
“I don’t think so,” she says, her words breaking off in a gasp as I slide my fingers between the lips of her wet pussy and seek out her clit.