Page 11 of Capturing the Captain

Jesus, I should have kept my big mouth shut. I always do this! Okay, I never do this but I always say too much. When will I ever learn? I should have just agreed and walked him to the door. Sure, it would be awkward when I start work on Monday. But would it be any more awkward than the silence we're sitting in now?

Maybe he's having a stroke. Or a heart attack. Or like, I don't know, a brain aneurysm. I did this to him! Oh shit! What if he dies and I get questioned by the police??

I'm so sorry, officer. I killed him with my big mouth and stupid words. Take me away!

Maybe I should check if he's breathing. I'm not sure how long it’s been since I sucked the life out of him but I don't even think he has blinked.

“Josh?” I say softly, not wanting to startle him. “Forget I said anything, okay? I shouldn't have-”

“Fuck it.”

He grabs me by the hips and pulls me onto his lap. I gasp. We're so close, our chests are touching and I can feel how hard he is underneath me.

Before I have a chance to catch my breath from the sudden movement, his lips are on mine.

It's a kiss full of hunger and passion and need.

Our tongues find their way back to each other so easily and it sends all of my nerve endings on fire so hot it burns. His tongue is so soft and skilled. I wonder what it would feel like on other parts of my body.

I'm aching for this man and by the feel of him, he’s aching for me too.

I grind my hips against him and he lets out a low groan, the sound vibrating through me. I do it again and get the same response so I continue. The way my pussy rubs against his hard cock is sending tingles up my spine. I swear the second he touches my bare pussy, I'll be coming all over him.

I lift off him slightly and lift his shirt over his head. My eyes almost fall out of my head. This man is a sculpted God. There's no other words to describe what I'm looking at.

“My eyes are up here, baby.” Josh has a smirk planted on his sexy face.

“I'm just thinking about how I'm gonna run my tongue over each and every part of you.”

He groans, tipping his head back against the top of the sofa. I run my hands over his smooth, hard abs while grinding my body against his again. Tipping my own head back on a moan so loud, I'm sure the neighbors can hear.

“Fuck, Ollie. You’re gonna be the death of me.” He hoists me into the air, my legs wrapping around his waist, his lips finding mine again.

He walks us down the hall, our lips not parting at all and somehow finds my bedroom. That isn't hard considering there's two doors down the small corridor; bedroom and bathroom.

When we get to the edge of my bed, Josh lowers me down gently.

We take a moment to catch our breaths, staring into each other's eyes. He leans down and plants a gentle kiss on my lips. It’s sweet and caring, all his feelings in one kiss.

“I wanna go slow with you, Olivia. I want to worship every inch of your body, all night long. I want you moaning my name as you ride my tongue. I want you screaming for me when I’m fucking you. I want all of you.” I'm so close to bursting into flames. I need this man. Now.

He moves his hands to the bottom of my shirt, asking permission with his eyes.

I lift up and he slowly moves my shirt up my body. It's so achingly slow that I'm close to ripping it off for him, but I don't.

If he wants to go slow, right now, I can handle that. As long as I have this man in my bed, I can handle anything.

He pulls my top over my head and throws it onto the floor. “Fuck baby, you’re gorgeous.” He’s staring at my breasts, lowering his head towards one, and licks my nipple. I moan instantly.

I've never been so sensitive to a man's touch before but with Josh, I can't control it.

He draws lazy kisses over my left breast, moving closer to the right one. I'm a writhing mess underneath him and he's barely touched me. His mouth is pure magic.

“God, you’re so responsive, Ollie.”

I can still feel his hard cock through his trousers and my own.

He takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. I moan harder now. The sensation taking over me. My panties are already soaked but it’s not enough. I need more.