EroticReverie

Juliette

I look in the bathroom mirror as I turn on his sink to collect my thoughts.  I was embarrassed. For a few reasons. One being I just came while dry humping Jameson like a horny fucking dog. I lift my hands to my face and groan. Also, because he...he didn't want me...or he did...but basically slowed it down to discuss what I wanted? 

What did I want? Him. God. I wanted him and couldn't believe I was standing in his fucking bathroom with a wet pussy while his cock was hard for me in the other room. I wanted him so bad, I wanted to do everything with him. I wanted Jameson to fuck me every which way all over his home. I wanted him to bend me into positions that people only did, just to say they did them or mark off their kama sutra check list. 

I wanted -

"You good?" his voice startles me from staring at myself in the mirror. I jump and turn. 

"Yeah, uh yeah." I say as her smiles slightly, leaning against the doorway that I apparently forgot to even shut while my mind was racing. 

"Did I scare you?" he asks.

"Yeah, I was just...cooling down." I say and he walks over. 

"I meant did I scare you by asking what you want?" he says and his hands find my body, they gently find my curves as he turns me towards him, looking down at me. 

"I don't know that scared is the right word for it." I say honestly. He smiles and nods. 

"Alright, so what word would you use?" he asks me, lifting one hand to my face, his fingertips brushing my cheek as he tucks a piece of hair behind my ear. I'd pulled my dress up when walking to his bathroom and had the fabric pressed against my hard nipples, that were tightening even still as he made that cute panty melting gesture. 

"I don't know. I...I guess...shocked?" I say. "Or confused?"

"What's shocking or confusing about it?" he says and he makes it hard to think when he looks at my mouth like that, while slightly licking his own lips. 

"I just...shocked that you stopped me from going down on you to ...to talk" I say and he smiles, holding back a laugh. 

I scrunch my nose and grabs his hands from my face and push them away. 

"don't laugh at me" I say and turn and he just grabs me gently, turning me right back. 

"I'm older Juliette. I'm ready to find a woman to settle down with. Have kids and shit. Or maybe no kids, and just a dog, fuck, I dont know. But you're still young, you have plenty of time to be young, and have sex and have fun. And if Im being honest...I think you should. I think you should be young, and free and all that shit." he says rambling. 

"And I don't....I don't want either of us thinking this is something it isn't...so I want to know what you want...is this just fun? Is it exclusive fun? Is it something you want to become more than fun, and be a realtionship?" he asks and I let out a large breath and he laughs. 

"Am I stressing you out?" he asks and leans his hip to the sink and crosses his arms and looks at me. 

" a little." I answer and then look to the side and shrug. 

"I don't know what I want past tonight. Yes, I want to have fun. I want to have sex with you." I say and look at him. 

"Like...really, really, fricken bad." I say and his mouth quirks and he watches me. 

"No like...REALLY bad" I say again, my eyes widening as I try to drive home the point of how badly I want him. 

He laughs. "I can assure that is a mutual want." he says. 

"but I'm not in the business of breaking hearts, or having my broken...if we break our own hearts, that's fine...but im not going to promise you something i cant deliver on." he says. 

"So, you're saying you just want sex?" I ask. 

He shakes his head. 

"I'm just saying...I would hope you would be honest as well...and not offer something you can't deliver on...I dont want you to say you want something just because it's what I want." he says.

I shake my head. "Well what do you want?" I ask. 

"I'm interested in you." he says.

"Yeah, but,..for sex?" I ask and he laughs slightly. 

"For more than sex." he says. 

"Oh." I say. I look down , my brows pinching. 

"You don't share the same interest." he says and my eyes dart up. 

"What? No. I didn't say that." I say my brows pinching and he just smiles. 

"I..how are you interested, you don't even know me...I mean you do...but not me now...you know little me...little me that was secretly crushing on you and planning our wedding together." I say, cringing at my admitting that. 

He laughs and grabs my face, making me look at him.

"I'm interested in getting to know you Juliette. The Juliette of now....and all the adorable things she did while she was crushing on me." he winks. 

"Jerk." I mutter and he laughs and brings my eyes back to his by lifting my chin. 

"If you want more......I'm on board......if you just want sex.....I'm on board." he says.

"Because honestly Juliette...I want whatever you're willing to give me. I just need to know what to expect. Is this just sex? If so, I will take you to my bed right now and make it so fucking good for you..." he says his jaw clenching and he holds my face, the want rolling off of him, the lust, grabbing me and making me press against him. 

"But if you want more...I want to wait." he says.

"Why cant we want more AND have sex?" I ask with a slightly embarrassing whine to my voice.

He smiles.

"Because if  I fuck you, I wont be able to stop...I'll never learn a damn thing about you, cause ill be too preoccupied with needing to fucking be inside of you." he says and I whimper. 

"you made me cum" I say and he grins. 

"I did." he says. 

"Why can't I make you cum?" I ask and he smiles and kisses me. 

"You're so fucking cute" he whispers. 

"I am not" I turn my head but he turns it back and kisses my mouth. 

"Are too." he says and then picks me up and sets me on his sink, switching the water off. 

"Don't" I whimper as he stands between my legs. 

"Don't what?" he asks as he dips his head to my neck and kisses it. 

"Don't kiss me...or put me on the counter and..."I gasp as his tongue glides up my neck. 

"this isn't fair" I whine. 

"Tell me what you want." he says. 

"I want you." I moan as he sucks at my neck, and bites it gently. 

"Where do you want me Juliette?" he asks as his one hand slides down the middle of my chest, over my heart. 

"Here?" he asks whispering in my ear. 

I feel his other hand slip up my thigh under my dress and then his large hand cups me through my panties. 

"Or here?" he asks. 

I whimper and grab at him. "both" I answer and he groans, his hand sliding up along my panties and then pushing against them.

"That's not fair" I pant quietly as he rubs my panties. He grins against my ear, I can feel it as he smirks. 

"Just one more time." he whispers. 

"I just need to hear you cum one more time."