Borrowed Time Part 2

Chapter 222

Woah there! Park it, that's sacrilegious, dial it back!

She cleared her throat, walking forward to wrap her arms around their waist, tucking her face into the crook of their neck to breathe in their sleepy scent, kissing against the skin as their breath caught in their throat.

God...

"Mmmm... When I'm sleeping I'm too cute, what am I when I'm awake?" She asked, and Esme let out a shaky sigh, bringing their hands up to cup her cheeks so that they could tilt her head back a bit to look at her, giving them a crooked smile as they cocked their head.

God, her heart was pounding in anticipation at what they were going to say... God, she wanted it to be something that could egg this along... She hadn't realized just how much she wanted them right now, but she needed to be trembling and screaming their name, that would be the perfect way to spend the morning, tangled up in Esme's sheets... In both their sheets.

"Hot." Oh! "Obviously." Shit... God, that was hot.

"You're bold this morning." She murmured, and Esme nodded, grinning down at her.

"Only because I've been awake for a bit longer than you." They pointed out, and Juliette nodded... Well, she could easily match the energy if that was what Esme wanted from her, she had no problem with that.

It was always fun to see their reactions.

"Next time wake me up, we can cook together." She pressed up on her toes, resting a hand on Esme's lower stomach, slipping just below their waistband as she whispered in their ear. "Or... You can eat something different for breakfast." She murmured, hearing a gasp leave their lips before they pushed her away a bit, hands circling around her wrists to pull her back, their face seeming to burn.

God... you're so hot.

"Fuck." They cleared their throat, looking up at the ceiling before they glanced back down at her, tucking some hair out of her face as they shook their head. "That was... You cannot say that to me." Esme breathed, their voice coming out rough as Juliette shrugged, tracing her fingers over their clavicle with a smirk... Why would she say it if she didn't want it to happen, right?

She was manifesting.

"Why not? I mean it." Esme blinked, looking shocked as their mouth opened and closed a few times before they spoke.

Cute.

"Really?" Aww... There was no way that they didn't know she was serious, right? She'd let them fuck her anywhere, anytime, she didn't care... Whatever they wanted was good with her.

"Obviously." She said, and Esme raised an eyebrow, leaning down to kiss her, but pausing with their lips just barely ghosting her, which was almost worse than when they pulled away entirely, she didn't know what to do now that they just weren't touching her... God, they were doing everything in their power to drive her fucking crazy.

And she was loving it.

"Get up on the counter then." Esme said, their bold statement making Juliette's breath feel like it was rushing out of her lungs. She cleared her throat, nodding as she looked at it... She wasn't sure if it was structurally sound, she didn't think she'd break it, but the last thing that she wanted was to fuck up the integrity just because she was a little horny... That seemed like a horrible thing to do in a home that wasn't technically even hers. "Unless you don't want that-." She cut them off, shaking her head as she leaned in for a long, lingering kiss, letting them press her lower back into the counter as they cupped her face, rubbing their thumb softly over her cheekbone. She slipped her fingers under the hem of their shirt, tracing over the muscle there, feeling them gasp against her lips at her touch.