Page 60 of Playing With Forever

Everything was great.

It was smooth.

Dare I say, it was fucking perfect.

Except it wasn’t.

All was not right in Josie’s world, and it wouldn’t be until she could get to Diane.

Josie stirred next to me, and all thoughts of everything except the sleepy, sexy woman pressed against my side vanished.

For the last three weeks, I’d woken up to some variation of this—Josie cuddled close, her hand resting on my chest, our legs tangled. Some mornings I woke up and her back was to me, her ass firm against my crotch, our hands clasped tight. The position might change however she was always close—same as when we fell asleep.

I never imagined myself as someone who would like a woman crowding me when I slept. I hadn’t been that way with Celeste, even in the beginning when shit was good. But with Josie, any time she moved, I moved with her.

“Morning,” Josie sleepily mumbled.

I glanced over at the clock. We had plenty of time until we had to drop her car off for service and get her to work.

“It’s about to be a good morning,” I told her and kissed the top of her head. “Hitch your leg up, baby, I want your pussy.”

Josie shifted and hitched her leg so her knee was resting on my stomach. My hand glided over her ass, down, and skimmed her sex.

“Your choice. You wanna ride me, or do you want me to fuck you?”

She nuzzled her cheek against my chest.

“I want you to fuck me.”

My already stiff dick pulsed.

I dipped a finger inside her, then two, and kept at her until her sex was drenched and her noises turned desperate.

“Hands and knees,” I ordered.

A naked Josie immediately complied.

I took my time, enjoying the view of her ass as I got to my knees behind her.

“Fuck, I love this ass.”

To punctuate the veracity of my claim, I grabbed two handfuls of sweet round ass.

Josie groaned, dropped to her forearms, and wiggled her ass.

Who was I to delay such a pretty invitation?

I let go of her ass—one hand slid up to curl around her hip, the other went to my dick, the tip caught, and in one thrust, I buried myself in Josie’s wet, warm pussy.

“Honey,” she whimpered.

My gaze devoured the soft, smooth skin of her back, the two indentations above her ass, and as I pulled out, my eyes locked onto our connection. I watched my dick, wet with her excitement, disappear. I continued to watch as I pulled back out and plunged back in. Over and over, taking us closer and closer to the edge.

“You ready for more, Josie?”

“Yes.”

My fingers traced the bumps of her spine on their way up to the back of her neck. I bent forward, kissed her shoulder, slid my hand around, and collared her throat.