Again, I look at her body, almost nothing left to the imagination, and I can’t stop. I have to touch her. I stride to the bathroom and lock us both inside. “Can I touch you?” I say.
“I thought you were the one that tells me what to do?” she teases.
“Juno, please,” I beg. “After everything…”
She shudders. “Yes, you can touch me.”
The water in the shower is still going, and I rip the towel away from her, hauling us both under the warm spray. I don’t bother to remove my jeans. Holding her against my body is the best damn thing in the world, pure relief mixed with lust. I didn’t anticipate how the slipperiness of her skin under the water would make my body come to life. I need her now, but I also need her to know everything.
“I need to tell you,” I say. “I meant what I said to Jack. You’re mine. Only mine.”
“I like it when you say that,” she whispers, voice barely audible over the water.
“Now that that’s clear. I will never relay any commands to you through another person. I’ll even give you a code word for text messages so that you know that it’s me.” She’s looking up at me through the spray, and by some miracle she doesn’t look angry. “I understand if this changed what you wanted—if you wanted to move back into Collins, or if you wanted to live here without this,” I grip her harder to show her what I mean.
She still doesn’t speak, and I’m not sure what it means, but somehow I can’t get my own mouth to shut the fuck up even for a second. “I knew that Jack was pissed when I asked him to switch rooms, but I never thought that he would do what he did. I’m sorry I ever let him close to you.”
I lean down to kiss her, and she lets me, opening and yielding, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me closer. The kiss morphs into fire, hunger overtaking both of us in the need for the other. And I’ve already had her once today. I don’t want there to be a time that I don’t want her this much—need her this much.
“Thank you,” she says, pulling back from me. Her toes are barely touching the shower floor the way I have her hauled against me. Wet body pressed hard against my skin. “I…I wasn’t sure for a minute. He threw it in my face. He knew you call me ‘pet,’ and I thought you might have told him. But I promised you this month, and I want to try it.”
If she weren’t already heated from the shower, I know that she would be blushing. She can’t help herself when she talks about things like sex. “I like being your pet, even if I shouldn’t.”
I kiss her again. We’ll deal with the shouldn’t thing later. Right now isn’t the time. But she’s slipping out of my arms, and for a moment I think that she’s falling, but she’s not. She’s sinking down intentionally, gripping my belt and trying to get it open in the water. Grinning up at me, she looks like a siren coming to fulfill my wildest dreams. “I haven’t practiced today,” she says. ‘
“Fuck.”
I help her get the belt open and chuck the sopping, heavy jeans out of the shower and into the sink. I was hard before she said that, but I’m a fucking rock now. And she doesn’t waste a second, sinking down onto my cock with her mouth, all the way to the back of her throat, and a little further. Deeper than she’s ever taken me.
Holy shit, I could come right now. She grabs my hips and holds herself deep. Swallowing. Sucking. Making me go blind with the pleasure coursing through my gut. She pulls back to breathe, and grins. “How was that?”
“That was very good,” I manage to say. “You don’t even know.”
The smirk on her lips tells me that she may have an inkling. And she drops back onto me for a moment, licking before she grabs my cock and lifts it, and swallows my balls whole. Jesus fuck, I didn’t expect this today. Juno is taking this opportunity to show me exactly what she wants. She’s following every instruction I gave her, including extra points for taking initiative.
“You want this, Juno?”
She sucks my balls harder in response, the best yes that she could possibly give.
“A little lesson then,” I say, gripping her wet hair and guiding her mouth back to my tip. She had it pressed up against her throat, but today’s the day that she takes more. “Relax entirely,” I tell her, and the does, letting her lips go slack as I press in, guiding her down and down and down, until I feel the entrance to her throat.
My cock is curved, so this angle will be harder for her, but we can still do it. I angle my hips until I slip inside her deeper, that tightness making me groan. Juno jerks in shock under my hands, but I hold her still. She still hasn’t taken all of me, but this is progress. Good progress. Five more seconds, and I tear her off my cock so she can breathe. “Good girl,” I tell her as she leans her head against my leg. “One more time, and I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”
She takes my cock so eagerly that I laugh, and I pull her down onto me, working my way into her tiny throat and groaning as I do. I press just a little further than I did, enjoying that delicious squeeze as she reflexively swallows. I flex my hips in one gentle thrust, and then two. I want to fuck her throat, and we’re going to get there.
Especially since Juno is such an incredible student.
I relax and let her breath, pulling her to her feet. I’m careful not to let
