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Wow. Joshua Browlyn, take my heart and run with it.
“Josh?” I call with renewed assurance.
“Yes, Nia.”
“You’re not gonna go all deep philosophical love on me, right?”
He chuckles, but it’s edged with sadness. “I’m not gonna go anything on you, babe. You made yourself clear.”
“Well, about that…” it’s my turn to mark a pause.
“Yeah?” there’s more than curiosity in his voice. Hope maybe…
I say in one long sentence without taking a breath: “I’m scared we might not work, or you’ll tire of me, or all you want is to hit it, but I’m falling for you and if you still want me, I really, really want you.” I hold my breath, waiting for an answer that’s not coming. “Josh?” I inquire in a small voice.
“You at your place?” he asks, instead of responding to my declaration.
Oh My God, what have I done?
“Uh… yes,”
“See you in ten.”
“Josh, I don’t get it. I just told you…”
He interrupts me. “I heard every single word you said. I’ll be there in ten. I’m not falling for you, sweetheart. I love you.”
I gasp!
“Yeah,” he continues, tone still abrupt. “And don’t fucking bother with panties.”
On that note, Josh hangs up without a goodbye… I stare at my phone for a few seconds, a big, goofy smile taking over my features. He loves me! And, yes: no panties…
Epilogue
“What did you think of me the first time you saw me?” I ask his intense eyes, then turn mine to the tips of my fingers tracing Josh’s hairline, the arc of his heavy dark brows, the ridge of his straight masculine nose, the curve of his full lips…
Josh nips at my fingers, pulling a screech and a fit of giggles out of me. He grabs me by the waist and turns us around, laying me on my back. Now he lies on top of my body, the bed sheet still pulled over our heads, the bright early afternoon sunlight basking us in its curtained glow. With Josh’s weight, his warmth, his eyes… I feel surrounded, owned. He rests his chin on the back of his hands that lay flat on my chest, his gaze a vibrating thing, a scorching caress across my skin. I raise an eyebrow, silently insisting on getting an answer to my question, refusing to cower under the burn of his fierce look. A tiny smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, a knowing grin, for Josh takes pleasure in drinking me in, the sight of me, the feel of my body, and loves the way his attentions turn me all shy and self-conscious. It amuses him to tease me and get me out of sorts. The bastard! Josh’s smile turns soft and nostalgic at first, then it morphs into a wicked grin.
“What?” Now my interest is really picked, it isn’t mere curiosity anymore.
“You’re going to say I objectified you.” he smirks.
My eyebrows reach my hairline! “Did you objectify me?”
“No, I don’t think so.” he responds, a thoughtful look on his face. Then more firmly: “I didn’t, but you might see it that way…”
When I roll my eyes, Josh frames my face in his large hands, appeasing me with a soft look, a tender touch of his lips on mine. I melt a little under the heat of his indigo eyes, start squirming, even pant a bit from the combined effects of his delicious mouth, tender gesture and mind-boggling stare.
“I thought you were beautiful,” he continues, “intriguing.”
“You did?” I breathe out, hypnotized by his incandescent gaze.
Josh nods ever so slowly, seductive smile firmly in place. “That gorgeous brown skin…” he drawls low and close to the crook of my neck. “I wanted to know if you’d be the same shade all over” he trails wet kisses down my throat, “if you had any beauty marks” more nuzzling, “if you’d blush under my touch…” a sharp bite.
“Josh!” I exclaim, not sure if it’s from the delicious torture of his teeth or his words, his admission to the fact that he had lustful thoughts about me on our first encounter… “So you finally admit you hit on me!” I accuse, bringing back one of our endless bickering points.
Josh’s rumbly chuckle blows a warm caress over my right nipple. “I told you a thousand times I wasn’t, Nia. You, on the other hand…”
I give him a light slap on the arm. He lifts his head from my breasts, grinning devilishly, and asks: “did you really think I was flirting? At work? In the break room? While introducing myself to a new colleague?…” He raises a disbelieving eyebrow.
I smile playfully and counter: “never know with you.” Which wins me another bite… ensues a wrestling match, inevitably concluding with a passionate kiss. Our lips caress, mingle, hold, grab, tug, our teeth graze, nip, bite… our tongues lick, lap, poke, swirl, tangle. Our whole bodies seeking friction from one another in a full length caress. Hands roaming over any skin they can get on, grab, knead, stroke, fondle. I’m burning, melting, swelling, loving, feeling Josh in every inch of me. I feel him hard and heavy, poking between my legs, rubbing at my inner lips, and I’m so wet it feels like he could slide in just with the roll of his hips. The sensation is amazing. Waves of pleasure start building an intense fire in my sex. A surge of prickling heat travels from my toes all the way up to my head. The exquisite sensation fills my core, the friction of Josh’s cock rendering me crazy with pleasure. It’s at the same time an amazing sensation and not enough. I know I could come from just this but also crave to feel him inside me. I long for the first push, the moment when my lips will be parted, my pussy stretched by his invasion, my inner muscles rubbed by the head of his cock. I love what we’re doing right now and at the same time, the anticipation is killing me! My head trashes left and right, incoherent moans, hisses, grunts, all sorts of cries, and dirty supplications escaping me. I hear my voice but it resonates as foreign, afar. The only thing keeping me rooted to the here and now, my sole anchor to the present moment is Josh’s blazing look. Although my lids are lowered, I can feel the force of his famished perusal. He’s drinking in my every breath, feeding on each of my shivers, fueling and inflaming my madness!
“Look at me, doll,” he whispers softly over my parted lips. I try to flutter my eyes open, but the intensity of my abandon keeps me adrift. “Nia, open your eyes, love,” Josh says directly in my ear, his voice gravelly and unsteady. This time, I manage to give him a dazed look, his burning eyes adding to the intensity of my sensations. “Look at me when I slide into you”, he rumbles, his lips hovering over mine, his tongue peeking out for one delectable sweep. At the same time he’s fucking my mouth, Josh starts pushing inside me, and I dissolve in almost sobs. It’s too much, too intense, too raw, too good, the sensations putting me on edge. His large cock parts the lips of my sex and starts pumping, in and out, inch by single exquisite inch, stretching me, stroking all the right places, and creating a maelstrom that has me wondering if it has ever been this good, how come every single time he gets into me each sensation feels different, better, grander… Our mouths are locked in the most sensual and dirty of kisses. It’s wet, swirling tongues, and noisy smacks. Josh gets on his knees, holding my legs up high, rests the crooks of my knees on his shoulders and starts fucking my pussy with deep, long, gyrating strokes. He reaches a spot deep inside my sex that starts a completely new array of sensations. Our eyes still locked. He’s licking and grazing at the insides of my legs, making me tremble furthermore. A second wave passes over me: I turn from a melted puddle to a brazen flame, gorging in the sight of Josh, his tanned skin, his strong, long body, the ripple of his muscles, the outline of his veins, the dark brown of his taut nipples, his pink, wet parted lips, the light stubble on his jaw, his eyes mirroring my passion, my insanity in this beautiful and extreme moment. I relish the feeling and the sight of his grip on my legs, watch the tip of his glistening pink tongue pass over his lips, his strong white teeth bite down his bottom lip… I part my pussy lips, reaching for my clit, staring Josh in the eye as I roll the sensitive bud between my fingers, I love seeing the hunger of his desire invade his features, cloud his sharp gaze. He lets go of my legs and grabs my ass cheeks, gripping so hard, so deep, his long fingers part my crease and graze over my anus. Now the movements are no longer stretched, sensual, slow, measured. Josh’s rhythm speeds up, gets messy, deep, hard, accompanied by slapping noises from our bodies’ collision. I circle his waist with my legs, crossing my ankles at his back, pulling him in, pushing myself up, meeting his fierce thrusts with my own. My fingers have left my clit, now I’m pulling at my nipples, rolling, and rubbing, fighting to maintain our eye contact as I sense my orgasm gain ground. “I need you to come, love,” Josh grinds out through clenched teeth, demolishing me with the fire of his eyes, the grasp of his hands, and the force of his plunges. “Almost there, baby…” I manage to breathe out. “Now!” He growls back, his balls slamming against my ass, one hand still playing with my puckered hole while the other rubs my clit like only he knows how… and my body obeys his command. I dissolve in a hot, white explosion, my vision annihilated, consciousness having left my whole body. All that remains of me in that instant is the shattering pleasure submerging me. Then the impossible occurs. A second rush hits me as I feel Josh contract above me, his cock stirs inside me, his eyes compel my gaze, and I watch him come apart, joined in this impossible whirlwind. Our whirlwind. Our love. Everything life has in store for us.Yeah, it’s definitely gonna be a happy new year!
