“Josh, you need to move. Please,” I whisper, my hips lifting in hopes that it gets him moving, and it does. Josh slowly moves out, causing a guttural moan to leave both of us, and it’s not until he surges back in at a punishing pace that I lose myself completely. He fucks me like it’s his job and I’m just along for the ride.
“That’s it, Sunshine, squeeze me, I want to feel you come all over my cock.” His dirty talk has me chasing the orgasm before I’m ready, I want this to last but the more his hips drive into me, the closer and closer I get.
“Fuck,” I groan as my head digs into the mattress beneath me, my fingers gripping his back as my back arches and I feel that familiar heat pool in my core.
“That’s it, Harper. Come for me so I can come all over your tits the way I’ve been dreaming about since I met you.”
That does it. That image of him stroking himself until he comes all over my body sends me barreling over the edge and I scream into the room, my pussy squeezing his cock, causing Josh to shudder. Just as I come down from the high, Josh pulls out and a few strokes later his cum lands all over my chest and stomach and we’re left there, each breathing heavy.
“You are way too good at that,” I admit, loving the satisfied smile that crosses his face. “Don’t look so cocky.”
He laughs, bending down and kissing me lightly as he stands and heads toward the bathroom and I hear the water running. When he comes back into the room, he cleans me up as his eyes continue to devour my body.
“I think after that, we both deserve to be a little cocky. You are magnificent.” His kiss is gentle and when he’s done cleaning me off, he lies back down and pulls me to his side. “Can you stay the night?” he asks, and I nod against his chest, my arm settling over his stomach as my eyes grow heavy. “Good night, Sunshine,” he whispers against my temple.
“Good night, Josh.”
When I was with Cole, we would sleep on separate sides of the bed. He hated cuddling, he was always too hot, too uncomfortable, and uninterested in the fact that I loved it. So, when I wake up and find myself wrapped around Josh like an octopus, I can’t help but smile.
From the steady beat of his heart and the shallowness of his breathing I know he’s still asleep, so I peer up at his face and sigh, loving and hating the butterflies that haven’t left my stomach since I pulled that dart out of his arm. I haven’t felt this way since Cole and I first got together and honestly, I’ve missed it. I missed looking at my phone every five minutes, wondering if he’s called or texted. I miss that sensation of my heart stopping whenever he looks at me like I’m the only person in the room and if I’m honest, I miss how fucking amazing sex is again.
“You thinking about running, Sunshine?” His voice is hoarse from sleep and when our eyes meet, his gaze tired but steady, he smiles.
“Just making sure you’re real,” I admit before thinking better of it. I shut my eyes and silently curse at my inability to keep those thoughts to myself, but Josh just laughs, his chest rumbling as my head rests over his heart.
“I’m very real. I promise.” He takes the hand that’s resting against his chest and intertwines our fingers and brings them to his mouth where he kisses each one softly. “You realize you’re mine now, right?” he rumbles against me, my head lifting off his chest as a smirk plays on the edges of his lips.
“Is that right?” I rest my chin on my other hand as his plays with a loose strand of my hair.
“Yup, after last night, you sealed it. There is no way I can walk away from you… you’re stuck with me.” He winks before kissing my fingers one more time.
“I guess you’re not a bad guy to be stuck with…” I tease before he hauls me on top of him and I straddle his lap. It’s not lost on me the way his hardness thickens the longer I sit here, and when I grind harder down onto his cock, that is now at full attention, he groans.
“Sweetheart, you’re testing my resolve here,” he admits, his fingers digging into my hips, stopping my movement. “I’m holding on by a thread.”
I tilt my head, questioning why he’s holding back when one of his hands travels up my stomach, softly caressing my skin as he stops right between my bare breasts.
“Why do you need restraint?” I pant, trying, but failing, to rock my hips and get some kind of pressure against my clit. I don’t know what happened between last night and this morning. I’m addicted to him. I’m addicted to the way he makes me feel inside this room, and right now I want more of it before we have to leave and go back to the reality of our lives.
“I took you three times last night.”
I nod my head, my eyes still closed as I take the hand that is still resting between my breasts and move it so it’s cupping one of them. He squeezes, growling at the way my body moves when he does.
“And?” It’s a fair question. Have I ever had this much sex in a twelve-hour period? No, but that doesn’t mean I can’t take it. The dull ache between my thighs has turned into a raw need to have him one more time.
“Sunshine, I don’t want to hurt you.”
My eyes lock with his, my gaze softening as I lean forward
