My brows knitted together. I was genuinely confused at this moment. “Do you want to be my girlfriend, my fiancée, or my wife?” he asked.
I froze in place. “Please tell me this isn't some sick part of another bet?”
He stopped dead and pushed me up against the building wall. His warm body was pressed into mine. He pulled my chin up, so that I was forced to look at him.
“Look at me,” he demanded. My eyes locked on his. “The bet was over a long fucking time ago. And all it ever did was give me the balls to do something about the thing I was too cowardly to do anything about the first time.”
I damn near fell over.
“Wh-at?” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I... I…”
I didn't get a chance to say anything else, because his lips crushed mine. His hands wove into my hair and mine tugged on his wet shirt clinging to his muscles, balling it into a fist.
“There’s cameras.”
“So?”
“Josh,” I moaned against his lips. I didn’t want to stop, but I also knew in this area, it wouldn’t take long for someone to get a hold of the pics and end up on the internet.
He groaned, tugging me off the wall, and adjusting his cock straining against his pants. “We’re not done here. I want the dessert I was promised.”
He grabbed my hand, pulled me around the front of the building, and inside where Vincent shot us a cheeky glance.
The elevator doors hadn’t even closed, and Josh had me pressed against the glass, his hand up my skirt. I let him in. There was a thick pool of wetness between my thighs and I wanted relief. He nipped at my neck, leaving a brush of redness from his day-after growth.
“Mine,” he growled.
I almost came right then. My mind went blank. He was rubbing against my dripping pussy and I was near finishing, when the elevator door snapped open. Josh withdrew his hand, stared at me, and licked his fingers. It was more of a turn-on than I could have imagined. I grabbed him by his collar and dragged him to our front door, fishing for the keys from his pocket myself, making sure to brush against his hard-as-fuck cock that I couldn’t wait to ride.
He kicked open the door, dropping his keys, and immediately pushing me against the walls, down the hall, past our room, to the ensuite.
“You’re freezing,” he stated, as his eyes raked over my trembling lips.
“Warming up quickly,” I added, as he yanked his shirt over his head, leaving his abs for me to stare at. I wanted to run my tongue over the soft flesh. He spun around and shucked off our sopping wet clothes, piece by piece. I was mesmerized watching him. His eyes devoured each inch of my exposed skin as our clothes made a heavy thud when they hit the floor. I was left standing in nothing but my boots.
“Perfection,” he muttered, dropping to his knees andtrailing his fingers across the raised skin. He closed the gap and began kissing between my thighs, his nose finding my center.
My hips involuntarily shifted into him. He inhaled deeply, pushing my legs apart. His fingers gripped my ass, pulling me towards him, his hot breath at my entrance. My arousal was at its peak. Clit throbbing for attention. Then his tongue swiped across me and my hands dug into his scalp.
“Fuck, you taste sweet.” He tossed one of my legs over his shoulder for better access and I leaned back against the counter for support. He licked feverishly, sucking on my clit ever so gently, until I was bucking my hips at him.
“Mhmm,” I moaned, as he stuck two fingers in, curling them at just the right spot. My moans became louder, echoing off the tile. He quickened his pace.
“I need you to fuck me,” I panted.
“Yeah?”
“Yes.” I reached down and yanked him up. As much as I wanted him to lick every drop from me, my need for his cock was stronger.
His hands wandered up to my breasts, squeezing each one. My nipples pebbled in excitement. He pulled me in and spun me around, so I was facing the mirror, him behind me. He kicked my legs open.
He nuzzled my earlobe while his dick was pressed into my ass. He moved his hand down between my legs, thumb firmly pressed on my clit, and began to massage it. “Eyes on the mirror. You’re going to watch me fuck you.”
Holy. Fuck.
I damn near exploded on him.
I was dripping.
