Page 52 of Next Time We'll Fall

“How soon do the results come back?”

“Results for what?” I ask her.

She blushes, and I frown.

“Juniper?”

“Hold on,” she whispers. “Sorry, not you, Jackie. I was just clearing my throat.”

I stare at her and shake my head, and because I’m growing madder and madder, I kiss down her stomach, lick her belly button, and then grab her panties with my teeth.

Her mouth parts, and her eyes widen as she holds on to the phone while I pull her panties all the way down before grabbing them and pulling them off her ankles.

She stares at me with widened eyes as I lean on my elbow and touch the side of her face.

“I think I can do that. I don’t know if I have lingerie, and I don’t know if I would be comfortable being on camera in lingerie.”

“What the fuck?” I say.

She presses her finger to my lips, and I just shake my head.

“Is Jackie out of her mind?” I’m pissed and yet I can’t concentrate on anything but Juniper. I stare at her for a couple of seconds, and then I grab her legs and lift them up and place them on my shoulders. I bend down and lightly run my tongue along her slit. She’s wet and moist, and her entire body shakes as I taste her. She is like the sweetest fruit I’ve ever tasted. I know if I were on a deserted island, I could survive on her and her alone.

“Oh my gosh,” she groans. “Rafe.”

I look up at her, and she’s biting down on her lower lip, her eyes closed.

“Sorry, Jackie. I am,” she murmurs into the phone, and I grin.

I lean back down and kiss her clit and suck on it. Her legs clench around my neck, and her entire body shakes.

“Oh,” she calls out, and I grin. “Can I? Oh my gosh. Sorry, Jackie. My battery’s about to die,” she says quickly, and she hangs up.

“What are you doing?” she says, glaring at me. “I was on the phone.”

“Exactly. You were on the phone, doing something you shouldn’t be doing.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re with me right now, Juniper. And when you’re with me, you concentrate on me, not some random dating show that you shouldn’t even be going on.”

“But you?—”

“I what?” I say.

“You can’t just pull my panties off and?—”

“And what?” I say as I lick my lips and then stare down at her.

Her eyes widen. “What are you going to do?”

“What do you want me to do?”

I pull her legs off my shoulders and roll back over onto my side.

She looks disappointed.

I grin at her. “It’s up to you. Do you want to be eaten tonight or not?”