Page 99 of Any Kind of Life
“I was only working the bar. Same as I usually do.”
Juliet cocked her head. “But you looked very good doing it. This dress…” Juliet’s eyes dipped to Paige’s cleavage as she took her bottom lip between her teeth. “You should definitely wear this dress more often.”
“Oh, yeah?” Paige looked up at Juliet, the fire in her eyes a reminder of just what they did to one another. “Maybe it’ll be on the bedroom floor once we get home.”
“Mm. I’m tempted to just take you right here, right now.”
Fuck. Paige loved this side of Juliet.
She opened her mouth to respond, only to remain speechless when Juliet lowered a hand to Paige’s thigh. She drew her fingertips higher, encouraging Paige to spread her legs. She uncrossed them, Juliet’s stare pinning her, and waited with bated breath.
“Everyone has left, by the way…”
That was an odd feeling. They were used to having Henry around until they’d entered the main block of the apartment. This would certainly be a new experience when they left for home in a little while. “Interesting.”
“You know what that means, don’t you?” Juliet lifted a brow as she slid her hand higher and beneath Paige’s dress. “That nobody will hear you when you’re moaning my name.”
“Fuck, babe.” Paige gripped the arms of the chair tighter, almost trembling at the mere thought of Juliet touching her. It felt as though an eternity had passed since she’d had the pleasure of Juliet’s hands on her skin. The idea that it could happen right now had Paige soaked. “Y-you’re something else.”
Juliet dipped her head towards Paige’s ear and whispered, “I’ve been dying to touch you all fucking night.”
Oh, God. This was going to be intense. Paige felt it in Juliet’s tone, her stare—and those hands? Oh, those hands were capable of so much. “Then what are you waiting for?” Paige shifted down in the office chair and spread her legs a little more. “You know I’m always wet for you.”
Juliet took Paige’s hand and guided her to her feet. She pushed the papers from the desk and cocked her head towards the empty top. “On there. Now.”
Paige quickly obliged, grinning when Juliet took a seat in front of her. Her heels dug into the wood as she lifted her legs, but it was the look on Juliet’s face that really had Paige going now. “How’s the view?” She asked as she planted her palms flat against the desk.
“Oh, the view is so fucking beautiful.” Juliet wheeled the chair closer, gently tracing her fingertip over Paige’s lace underwear. Paige whimpered, craving so much more.
“T-take them off.” Paige’s legs shook when Juliet repeated the movement again. “Babe, please. Take them off.”
Juliet smirked when she hooked her fingers around the waistband and brought them down Paige’s thighs. The moment they were discarded, Juliet spread Paige’s lips and moaned, taking the corner of her bottom lip between her teeth. “God, I’ve missed you.”
“You see what you do to me?” Paige prayed Juliet would take care of her soon, but she would admit that she enjoyed knowing the effect she had on Juliet. “How much I need you…”
“Oh, I can see exactly how much you need me.” Juliet trailed a finger up between Paige’s lips and teased her clit. Paige gasped, her hips bucking of their own accord. “The days I spent fantasising about you while you were away,” Juliet said, moving closer again as she gripped Paige’s thighs and pulled her to the very edge of the desk. “The moments I wished I could touch you and taste you…”
Juliet spread Paige’s lips and dragged the flat of her tongue through her wetness. It took everything within Paige to keep herself upright, every inch of her shaking. “Y-yes.” Juliet sucked her clit into her mouth, moaning when Paige managed to fist a hand in her hair and pull her face closer. “Oh, fuck!” She rolled her hips, her orgasm just about ready to peak. She knew it wouldn’t take much, it had felt like a lifetime since Juliet had touched her, but they had a perfectly good bed at home to continue later. “Babe, I-I—” Paige gasped when Juliet sucked harder, rolling the tip of her tongue around Paige’s clit. She couldn’t hold on, and she didn’t want to. No, she always wanted to come for Juliet. Paige released against Juliet’s tongue, panting as Juliet drew back and looked up at her with hooded eyes. “F-fuck.”
She looked back at Juliet as she got to her feet and towered over Paige. Her left hand rested flat on top of the desk, her right hand slowly stroking the back of Paige’s thigh. “That wasn’t enough for me.”
“N-no?” Paige shivered when Juliet traced her fingertips along her soaking wet lips, her head thrown back as she moaned. “Babe, y-you have to stop that.”
“Now why would I do that, Paige?”
Paige gripped the edge of the desk, whimpering. “Because if you don’t, I’m going to come again.”
Without another word, Juliet eased two fingers inside Paige, filling her and fucking her slowly. Juliet looked down at her, her hair dragged over her left shoulder, those dark eyes only arousing Paige further. “Then you should do that. I have a lot of making up to do, after all.” Juliet wrapped an arm around Paige’s back, sinking deeper and curling her fingers. “Do you know how fucking good it feels to be inside you again?”
“Shit.” Paige clenched her jaw, wanting to enjoy that feeling of being filled by Juliet. But the more she spoke, the harder Paige found it to control her body.
“Fuck, baby.” Juliet focused on her hand between Paige’s legs. “I’m soaking just watching you. You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Paige relaxed her body and allowed whatever was happening to happen. She didn’t need to hold back; Juliet would always want to be inside her. And if nothing else, she desperately wanted to leave the bar so she could start to undress Juliet before they even made it to the apartment door. “Fuck, yes. Don’t s-stop.”
“Come for me, Paige.”
Paige’s walls tightened around Juliet’s fingers, wetness slipping to the desk beneath her. All she could feel in this moment was the intense connection they had shared from the day they met. “C-close.”