The next day, Higgins is enjoying her Cobra pose, reveling in the way her torso and back muscles stretch, when she hears Magnum yell her name, followed by Zeus and Apollo's barks. She smiles, knowing she has a 15-minute window before he's done with his morning shower. She finishes her yoga session before she creeps in the guesthouse.
She lays on his bed on her side with her head supported by her hand as she waits for him to finish. When he does, he emerges from the bathroom, dripping wet, with only a towel around his hips. Her mouth waters at the sight.
He is on his way to check his phone and put on his watch and ring when he sees her. He smirks and she wants to eat him, her mind literally demanding she lick all of his glistening caramel skin.
"Twice in less than 12 hours? Did I leave you unsatisfied last night?", he taunts her as he changes direction to join her at the foot of his bed.
Her whole body flushes at the thought of their tryst from the night before. He definitely did not leave her frustrated. She rises on her knees to wrap her arms around his wet shoulders.
"Of course not, you never leave me unsatisfied, that's why you're the perfect candidate for our little deal. It's just that I know your morning routine and I wanted to catch you fresh out of the shower."
She buries her nose into his neck and hums.
"You smell so good.", she tells him without thinking.
"As opposed to when I'm not fresh out of the shower and I stink?", he jokes.
She chuckles against his skin and disengages herself to look at him. She addresses him a wide grin that he returns.
"You always smell good, like the ocean, the Ferrari leather and spices I can't recognize.", she tells him while she palms his cheek.
Their following kiss is far more tender than she intends to, leaving her with a weird feeling at the bottom of her stomach that has nothing to do with arousal. She decides to distract her mind from these disturbing thoughts and she pulls on his towel until it falls on the ground.
She sits on the bed, her feet on the floor, in front of him and grabs his manhood before wrapping her lips slowly around him. She hears the deep groan he utters above her and accompanies the movements of her mouth with her fingers at the base of his shaft. She takes him in as far as she can and sucks lightly as her lips leave his member. She feels his fingers trail through her hair, holding her head to him without pushing her. A flood of wetness rushes out of her and drenches her panties; she can't wait to have him between her legs.
She loves the feeling running through her when she gives him a blowjob: an empowerment at turning him into a puddle of want for her. She digs her nails into one of his butt cheek and he suddenly pushes her away from him. She directs questioning eyes towards him; he is flushed, breathless and fully hard which makes her so very proud of herself.
"I think that's enough of that.", he pants. "Take off your clothes."
She rises back on her knees on the bed and peels off her sports bra. He pushes her gently so she falls backwards on the soft mattress before grabbing both her leggings and panties at the waistband to pull them down her legs. Once she's finally naked, he crawls up her body, trailing kisses and nips on her skin, here and there.
"How do you want it?", he asks her when he reaches her eyes and she blinks when a cold droplet from his wet hair falls on her nose.
"Sorry.", he says as he pushes the locks back on his head, sprinkling her with even more drops.
"Thomas!", she berates but she's laughing at the same time.
He chuckles as he licks all the wet spots on her face.
"So?", he reminds her of his previous question and Juliet is still astonished that he lets her choose the pace of their lovemaking practically every time.
Ever since they started their 'arrangement', she's almost always the one to come to him and not the other way around. He never turns her away so she knows it's not out of disinterest. Now that she's more familiar with him, she sees it's just his way of leaving her in control of the situation, knowing it's more important for her than for him.
Last night had been an exception and she guesses he had been more affected by Rick's light pass at her than he claims to, something she's not willing to think it through at the moment.
"Surprise me.", she breathes against his lips after pulling him down to her.
Just because she can choose doesn't mean she has to disregard his own desires.
He answers her with a wide grin followed by a long, wet kiss.
"Ok, then turn around.", he instructs and braces himself on his arms to leave her the space to do so.
When she's flat on her stomach he covers her body again, nestling her butt against his pelvis. Her heart rate quickens because she loves this position and he knows it. He nudges her legs apart with his knee, takes his erection in his hand to guide it to her center. He rubs his head against her wet folds, coating it with her fluids and she tilts her ass up into his lower stomach with a groan, wanting one thing and one thing only: for him to be inside of her.
He grants her wish as he pushes slowly into her until he's fully sheathed inside her body. She lets out an unrestrained sob at the feel of him finally filling her. He stretches out more comfortably above her, aligning his torso with her back and threads his fingers through hers above her head.
Him pressing her into the mattress with his whole weight is probably her favorite part of this position, though the angle of penetration is not bad either. He brushes his lips to the back of her neck so he's ideally placed to groan his appreciation into her ear.
He starts with slow, long, straightforward thrusts to build a rhythm and Higgins drops her forehead to their folded arms, reveling in the perfect way they fit together. He moans her name as he increases his pace slightly, adding a little twist of his hips at the end of each thrusts.
"Oh, God!", she chokes as she tries to counterbalance his movements but she is restricted by his weight and the force he uses to drive into her again and again.
So she surrenders total control of her body to him as she slumps against the sheets and lets him carry her to the finish line, trusting him to bring her as much pleasure as possible.
She is not disappointed when he spreads his knees slightly to push into her from above and bits her shoulder, his desperate grunts bringing her higher and higher until she snaps and screams his name when her release floods her like a tidal wave.
He joins her mere seconds later in a litany of curses roared directly into her ear.
He rolls off of her immediately and struggles to catch his breath, not that she's faring any better. She basks in the euphoria brought on by an amazingly powerful orgasm, thinking a yoga session followed by an energetic roll in the sheet with Magnum is definitely the best way to start her day.
"I need another shower.", he chuckles after a few minutes of silence before he gets up and walks in the direction of the bathroom.
Juliet is tempted to join him because she clearly needs to wash off all the sweat and mixed fluids from her body but she's worried it will feel too intimate. The more they spend time together, the blurrier the lines are getting and she needs to protect her heart, that was why she insisted on the rules in the first place.
Therefore, she quickly throws her clothes back on, grimacing when she slips into her panties and leaves for the main house.
XXXXXX
The next time they see each other, they argue. He seems stressed out and wants to take another Ferrari from Robin's while she is aggravated because he smashed the first one he already borrowed.
"I don't have time for this, Higgins! Nuzo's in trouble!", he yells at her.
"What happened?", she asked in a concerned tone.
"He got kidnapped and I got there too late!"
He doesn't tell her but he feels guilty that his friend got grabbed from his home while he was fooling around with her. He should have been there for him. But she can read between the lines.
"It's not your fault, Thomas. You couldn't have known he was in trouble.", she reassures him.
He's not willing to discuss this with her right now and changes the subject.
"Look I'm happy to figure out some way to pay for the damage to the Ferrari, but right now, the most important thing is finding my friend."
She nods and he leaves with Robin's favorite Ferrari. She has a bad feeling about all of this and it's not just about the car. She watches him drive off with her arms crossed, Zeus and Apollo by her side.
Unfortunately, they find Nuzo dead and Higgins can't think of anything she can do to make it better for Magnum so, in the meantime, she offers shelter to his friend's wife and son.
When she learns he almost got married in the past, her heart lurches in her chest and a sensation akin to jealousy spreads in her belly which is strange because A, it's supposed to be in the past and B, she doesn't have feeling for Thomas Magnum.
He seems thankful for her help, later on the phone but she feels she's not doing enough therefore she offers her assistance in whatever he's currently doing to catch the people who killed Nuzo. She's glad he trusts her enough to send her on a mission.
"Thank you, Juliet.", he whispers at the end of their conversation and her heart breaks just a little at his dejected tone.
"You're welcome, Thomas."
She hopes he can read between the lines and understand that her actions mean that she's there for him if he needs her. Maybe he had been right, maybe they had been friends all along. With benefits.
TBC