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I had Ella show me how to use Facebook on this phone today. I missed out on all the social media blasts from the last few years. She introduced me to TikTok a few days ago. I’m afraid to admit how many hours I’ve wasted on that app. It just draws you in and keeps you there.
Today I made a fake profile on Facebook. I friended a heap of randoms who live in Adelaide. I also friended Trent’s brother (Stephen) and his wife (Veronica). I searched through both profiles. Nothing on their pages mentions Trent. It’s like he didn’t even exist. I can’t find a trace of him online anywhere.
I sent a friend request off to Detective Jones. He hasn’t accepted it yet, but I want to try to help figure out what he wants with me. Maybe then Josh can stop looking. He can stop being stressed out.
The rattle of the door handle has my heart beating overtime, until I see Josh walk in and I’m immediately overcome with relief. There’s always this niggling feeling that he’s just not going to come back one day. I can’t seem to shake the thought.
I run up to him and jump into his arms, wrapping my own around his neck and my legs around his waist. I cling to him. Burying my face in the crook of his neck, I inhale his scent. He’s freshly showered. He smells like sandalwood, the fancy shower gel he uses all the time. There have been many days he comes home in different clothing than he left in, always freshly showered.
He left wearing a suit. He’s returned wearing a pair of black denim jeans and a white t-shirt. Inhaling the intoxicating scent, I ask, “Did you just shower?” before lifting my head to look him eye to eye.
He nods. “I did.”
“Why?”
He thinks about it for a moment, then he answers, “Because I like to wash the filth of my world off before I come home to you.”
“What’d you do today?”
“I went to the office, you know, ran a multibillion-dollar corporation. Made the McKinley family more money. The usual.” He walks over to the bed, laying me down and falling on top of me.
He starts kissing me up the side of my neck. His attempts at distracting my thoughts always bloody work. As his teeth graze the sensitive skin just under my ear, my whole body shivers with pleasure. My back arches up. Pushing my pelvis into his crotch, I can feel his hardness in his jeans.
The denim rubs against my bare pussy. I purposely didn’t wear panties under my dress today. Josh tends to end up tearing them anyway. One of his hands trails up my thigh until it reaches my wet centre.
Josh’s body freezes above me. He groans. “Em, please tell me you haven’t been walking around the house without panties on all day. Fuck, I’m going to have to shoot anyone who looked at you today,” he grunts as his fingers enter me.
“Mm, no one saw me. I didn’t leave the room. Well, Ella came in here for a bit. But other than that, no one saw me today. Mm, God, that… Don’t stop… that,” I moan as he works his fingers in and out of me.
Oh God, I’m going to come embarrassingly soon at this rate. I don’t know what it is with Josh, but I can’t seem to get enough of him. He’s turned me insatiable. It’s his own fault, really. If he wasn’t so damn good at what he does, then I wouldn’t want it as much.
“I’m never going to stop, Emmy. I want you to drip all over my fingers. I want to lick your juices off them. Savour the taste of you in my mouth. In fact…” Josh removes his fingers. I start to protest until I see his head move south.
Yes, this, I can get behind. He doesn’t waste time before his tongue is circling my clit. He slides two fingers into me while sucking and nibbling on my clit. I’m so close. I’m chasing the edge of the cliff as I shamelessly push my pelvis harder into his face, my centre clenching down on his fingers as I detonate around him.
“Oh my God, Josh, yes, yes, yes!” I scream as my vision blurs. My whole body quakes with my orgasm.
Josh continues to lick until I’m nothing but a spun-out ragdoll, sprawled across the bed. When I open my eyes, Josh is hovering above me, waiting. He always waits. He never enters me until I either take over and make the decision for him, or I nod, giving him the go-ahead. I appreciate him even more for always waiting for me to be well aware of what’s happening.
But I don’t want him there right now. No, I want him inside my mouth first. I’m starving for a taste of him. I push him onto his back and climb down his body. Holding his shaft in one hand, I slowly stroke him up and down.
My tongue licks the precum spilling off his tip. “Mmm.” God, I love the taste of him. I never thought I’d ever like the taste of a man, but Josh is different. I can’t get enough of him. Not having the patience to tease him tonight, I open my mouth wide over the thick, hard head of his cock, flattening my tongue as I suck his length in as far as I can take him. I wrap my hand around the base, squeezing and stroking up and down to match the movements of my mouth.
I hollow out my cheeks and moan as his head hits the back of my throat. Attempting to relax my gag reflex to take him even further, I manage to swallow around him.
“Fuck me. Jesus, goddamn, Em,” Josh grunts out as his hands reach down, picking me up from underneath my arms. My mouth leaves his cock. I can’t help the pout that I’m now sporting. He smirks at me. “Babe, I was about to come down your throat.”
Josh rolls us so I’m beneath him, positioning his cock at my entrance. “I need to be buried deep inside you. Are you ready for me, Emmy?”
“More than ready. Do your best, Josh, please.”
