Page 13 of No Take Backs
He stands there, staring at me, with one hand wrapped around his dick, and I have no clue how long we stay that way. Just the two of us, watching and waiting to see what the other will do next.
“I have no idea why I’m shy all of a sudden,” I admit, never taking my eyes off his dick. “I’m not a shy person.”
“Nia.” Hearing my name on his lips does something dark and dirty to my soul, and I drag my eyes up to meet his. “You’re naked, without caring that there’s light on in here, staring at my dick. Trust me, you’re not shy.” He smiles, and I swallow at the sight of the dimple reappearing.
“I mean… I do like looking at you… but maybe we could—” I can’t finish my sentence because Josh is on top of me in the next instant.
Closing my eyes against the intensity, I meet his kiss with matching passion and practically whimper when one of his hands goes immediately to my core.
“Josh.” His name falls from my lips when we come up for air a few moments later.
The smile on his face is intoxicating. “Nia.”
“Can we do the dirty deed already? I’m ready, and the foreplay is killing me.”
Shock and then complete and utter amusement light his face. “I haven’t even started with the foreplay yet.”
I should have kept my mouth shut. Really, I should have. Because in the next second, Josh has my legs over his shoulders, and his face is buried against the only part of me that will have me screaming in ecstasy.
My fingers dig into his hair, my legs locked around his neck, and I’m pretty sure there isn’t a chance in hell of me letting him go even if he tries. I already know I’m close, but the second his tongue snakes out and swipes against my skin, pressing against the most sensitive bit, I do scream. My orgasm blinds me for a good thirty seconds, and by the time I come back down to earth, I think I’ve died.
“That’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.” Josh’s words are nothing more than a whisper against my inner thigh, and I can’t bring myself to look down at him.
“Hurry,” I answer, my voice broken and a whimper with the pleasure still coursing through my veins.
His skin rubs mine in exactly the right way, leaving me panting with need against him. When I reach down between our bodies and feel just how hard he is, I know he is done playing games.
It is a good thing, too, because if he takes any longer, I may scream in frustration.
“Ready?”
I look up to see him staring intently at me, waiting for an answer.
One I give with a sharp nod. “Definitely.”
But I’m not ready for the intense and sudden invasion into my body.
He isn’t that big, is he?
As he starts to move, I realize that yes, he definitely is that large. And he knows exactly what he is doing. One hand finds my hip, grabbing tightly, while my legs wrap around his waist again in the familiar position. The other? The other he wraps around both of my hands and lifts my arms above my head.
Unable to touch him, I use my body to show what I want. What I need. My back arches, and my pelvis moves against his while he takes me slowly, deeply. While our bodies adjust to one another, I memorize every single movement.
Every twitch and twist of his body against mine brings me closer to the peak that I’ve just climbed with him. Until my breathing turns shallow, and my heart races with the anticipation of what lies just over the next thrust.
“I’m close,” I manage hoarsely. “So close.”
He pauses, and I open my eyes, unaware I had closed them, and I see him watching me again. “You are, aren’t you?” A half smile brings the dimple back again, and sweat dots his brow. “Tell me what you need.”
“My hand.” When he releases me, I leave one hand where it is and move the other between our bodies.
As soon as Josh sees what I’m doing, a low growl of anticipation leaves his lips. “Perfect. Fuckin’ perfect.”
With my fingers pressing against my clit, he starts to thrust again. Less controlled, more wild, until I feel the orgasm building behind every move that either of us makes.
“Can’t hold on,” he grunts. “Are you close?”
Before he even finishes his question, I’m letting go. From the top of my head down to the tips of my fingers and toes, the electricity that fills my veins brings every sensation to life while my orgasm wreaks havoc in my body.