Page 17 of Harbinger of Destiny

She pressed out a bitter laugh. “It has everything to do with it. As if somebody like you could ever find somebody like me desirable. I’m not that naïve.” She was too much of a realist.

“Then you tell me how this happened,” he said and jerked her hand toward him and pressed it over the fly of his jeans.

To her utter surprise, she felt a hard ridge there. She tried to pull her hand away, but he put his other hand over it to press it harder onto his erection.

“Tell me,” he urged her, his voice beseeching now.

“That’s not my fault,” Amy said, still defiant.

“Isn’t it?” He shook his head. “I don’t just get hard-ons for no reason… well, unless it’s early morning and I’m just waking up, but that’s not the point. The point is that you gave me this hard-on by kissing me.”

She felt his cock pulse beneath her palm, and the sensation sent heat through her body. “Then why did you reject me?”

“Reject you?” He shook his head. “I didn’t want to steamroll you into doing something you thought you had to do just because you’re grateful that I helped you today. You’re vulnerable, and I don’t take advantage of anybody like that.”

She tried to read his eyes to figure out if he could be believed. “I’m not vulnerable.”

“That’s a lie, and you know it.”

He was right, but she wasn’t going to admit it, nor did she have an answer to his claim.

“By the way,” he suddenly said casually, his gaze lowering. “How long are you planning on squeezing my cock before you put me out of my misery and open the zipper?”

Her eyes flew to the front of his jeans. Her hand still pressed against the hard ridge of his erection, even though Joshua had removed his hands from hers. As if burned, she jerked back, severing the contact.

When she met his gaze, she found him grinning.

Speechless, she stared at him, when he took a step closer and put his hands on her shoulders.

“So,” he murmured, lowering his head to hers. “Do you want to touch my cock? Cause I’d love to feel your hands on me.” His breath was hot as he pulled her earlobe between his lips and licked it.

As if they had their own mind, her hands were on his pants a moment later, opening the button, then lowering the zipper.

When she pushed his jeans down to mid-thigh, Joshua whispered in her ear, “Please tell me that you’re not doing this because you think you owe me something. ‘Cause you don’t.”

“I’ve daydreamed about touching you…”

She pulled down his boxer briefs. His cock fell into her hands, and she sighed contentedly. His skin felt like silk. She wrapped her hand around his rock-hard shaft.

Joshua let out a moan. “Fuck!” He placed kisses along her neck, then traveled back to her face, until his lips were hovering over her mouth. “Your hands feel good.” He slowly ran his hands down from her shoulders over her torso. “Do you mind?”

When she let out a breathless, “Please,” Joshua touched her breasts through her T-shirt and squeezed them gently.

“Lift your arms,” he ordered. When she did, he pulled her T-shirt over her head. She wore nothing beneath, and a moment later, his hands were back on her breasts. She shivered at the contact of skin on skin.

“Touch my cock,” he said at her lips, then captured them for a deep kiss.

Amy took his cock into her hands and moved them up and down his erection. His size was impressive, but what was even better was his reaction to her caresses. Joshua moaned into her mouth, while he teased her breasts, squeezing them, and turning her nipples into hard little buds.

When he suddenly ripped his lips from hers, Amy worried for a moment that he was going to stop again, but all he did was to take his shirt off and toss it on the floor. Then he reached for the front of her pants and opened the button. But before he could pull down the zipper, Amy gave him a little push so he lost his balance and landed on the sofa.

“What?”

She didn’t answer his question, and instead lowered herself to kneel between his legs. She pushed his pants even farther down, and watched him spread his legs wider, his eyes locking with hers.

“Oh God, you’re gonna suck me…” he said, amazed.

Holding his gaze, she lowered her head until her lips could touch the tip of his cock. “If you don’t want me to, you should stop me now.”