Chapter 18
It had been a rare occasion that she hadn’t needed to rely on a pill to sleep through the night. The only thing that had been nagging at her was the deep ache between her legs after Joey had withheld himself from her. Even then, she had just felt at peace and calm as she breathed in the natural scent of his body mixed in with the familiarity of the last remnants of his cologne with notes of sage.
That wasn’t the only pleasant smell that had her feeling at ease as she began to wake, the scent of food cooking filled the unit. When she was finally ready to open her eyes for the day, she found herself alone in Joey’s bed. First things first, she hit the bathroom where she found one of his tees neatly folded on the counter for her. Opting for the comfort of an oversized cotton shirt versus her jeans and sweater, she made the quick wardrobe change. As expected, his shirt swallowed her petite body up.
After emerging from the bathroom, she breathed in the scent of freshly cooked bacon that was hanging heavily in the air as an indication of the promise of breakfast. Layne shuffled out of his bedroom, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes as she came into the kitchen. She was greeted by the view of Joey standing in front of the stove wearing a pair of grey sweatpants barely hanging onto his body at the hips.
The display of tattoos spilled over his shoulders and upper back and down along the sides of his ribs. She stood there in awe, her eyes appreciating the view. Her core between her legs also appreciated it very much, especially as she observed where his exposed skin stopped at his lower back and the waistband of the sweats began as they barely adhered to the curve of his muscled ass.
Joey moved some eggs around in the frying pan with a spatula, and without looking over at her he spoke up, “See something you want?”
Her thighs pressed together, reminding her that she was without her pair of panties he had so politely disposed of last night. “Maybe. What’s on the menu?”
She grinned and walked over to his side taking a look at what he was preparing. The scrambled eggs were just finishing up in the frying pan, there was a plate full of bacon, and pancakes were stacked on another plate.
It pulled a smile onto her face seeing that he had gone to the effort to cook for her. Typically, she got her breakfast from whichever bagel shop was convenient.
Joey set the spatula down and turned to face her, giving her a more complete view of his toned physique. The lean lines cut around each muscle group on his upper body. Each tattoo decorating his skin was on full display for her to appreciate from the sprawling mosaic over his arms, across his chest, and down to the “Chaos Addict” words scripted along his side.
The newest addition to his ink collection was in plain sight. Placed directly above his heart, the curves of the shamrock graced his pec as the crimson blood dripped from the emblem of luck just past his nipple.
He captured her face in his hands and drew her mouth up into an adoring kiss. “How did you sleep?”
She couldn’t help but keep smiling up at him. “I would have slept better if I had gotten what I wanted last night.”
His smirk flicked onto his mouth.
Before he could respond, the sound of her phone vibrating and the corresponding high-pitched tone rang against the kitchen counter where she had left it the night before. Layne walked over and frowned, seeing the name on the screen. “Eric.” Her eyes glanced over at Joey who didn’t seem to have a change in his demeanor.
She slid the answer button over and placed the phone to her ear. “Hi.”
The smooth sound of Eric’s voice was strained as he spoke on the other end of the call. “Good morning. I didn’t see you get home last night.”
Joey approached her and took her by the waist, lifting her onto the edge of the counter. Layne swatted at him for fucking around while she was trying to have a damn conversation. What was Joey’s response? He gave a mischievous grin and placed a finger to his lips as an instruction for her to remain quiet.
At first, Layne was confused about his intentions, but then he pressed her to lay back on the counter. He pulled her by her legs to the edge before spreading her legs apart. The t-shirt got caught up underneath her and remained pushed up around her stomach. Her half-naked body was fully revealed to him, making her arousal quite obvious from his perspective.
“Layne, are you still there?” Eric’s voice echoed in her ear.
Her attention was drawn back to the voice on the other end of her device. “Yeah, I’m still here.” Layne’s brain struggled to recall his initial commentary thanks to her attention being drawn elsewhere.
Eric repeated himself. “You didn’t come home last night when I checked the security footage.”
Joey leaned over and hungrily lapped up her arousal along her folds with his tongue flicking over her sensitive bundle of nerves. Her hips jolted at the sensation and before she could squirm away, his hands clamped down onto her thighs to steady her.
Her heart was hammering away inside of her chest as she choked down a gasp.
“No, I didn’t.” Layne’s words purposely remained short as she spit them out.
That vague response didn’t seem to satisfy Eric as he continued talking. “Where are you? I want to make sure you’re okay.”
She pressed her lips together in a hard line as Joey began to assault her pussy with his mouth. His teeth nipped at her clit while the scruff on his face continually brushed against her. Layne placed a hand on her forehead trying to focus and maintain her composure while her thoughts felt scattered.
“I’m fine. I stayed at a friend’s.”
At the mention of the word ‘friend’ Joey raised an eyebrow, then snickered quietly to himself. He removed one hand from her thigh and pushed two fingers deep inside of her.
Layne slapped her hand over her mouth as she nearly cried out at the pleasureful intrusion of her body. Joey continued to lick and suck at her most intimate bits. Her hips were unable to stop themselves from grinding against his touch.
“Are you sure you’re okay? Let me send someone to come pick you up,” Eric pressed on.
Joey’s fingers curled inside of her, stroking over the special spot that drove her insane. Her face was flushing while her heart felt like it was loud enough to drown out Times Square on New Year’s Eve.
She removed her hand from her mouth briefly. “No, no. I’m already on my way.” As much as she wanted to set him straight about checking in on her, she just wanted to get him off the call.
That’s when she felt Joey’s teeth bite at her swollen bud. A squeak squeezed past her throat before she was able to muffle herself. Her eyebrows furrowed together as it became a struggle to keep all the pleasure bottled up inside of her.
Joey’s hand gave her inner thigh a slap as a warning to keep her sounds to herself. She looked down at him with a silent whimper.
Eric’s voice was barely audible in her ear over the sound of the blood rushing in her ears as it all traveled south to her center. “I need you to tell me these things, my little harpy.” While he explained the importance of him knowing where she was at all times for her safety, Joey didn’t ease up on devouring her.
The tattoos on his fingers disappeared inside of her every time he pumped them into her body. His tongue drew circles over her delicate pleasure button, occasionally drawing it into his mouth and sucking harshly on it.
She writhed under the overwhelming weight of desire and ecstasy building up inside of her and was unable to be vocalized. Her voice was strained as she did her best to wrap up the call with Eric. “Can I call you back? You’re breaking up.”
Noting that Layne was trying her best to end the conversation, only encouraged Joey to ante up. He pulled his mouth from her and licked the flavor of her body from his lips. It gave Layne a small window of relief, but it wasn’t long before his hand reached up and sealed down over her mouth.
That’s when Layne felt him shove a third finger deep inside of her as he picked up the pace of penetrating her body there on his kitchen counter.
Her hand grabbed the wrist of Joey’s hand that was pressed over her lips. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to pull him away or keep it there as sensations began to quickly escalate inside of her.
She thought she heard Eric say goodbye after she promised to call him back, but she wasn’t sure of anything at that moment. The several moans that managed to slip from her were muffled against Joey’s hand while her body looked for its release.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed the call ended on her cellphone. Her hand dropped it down onto the counter in relief. Her sounds of approval were still muffled as he coaxed her body closer to her climax.
His eyes flickered at the uptick of noise against his palm. “Did I tell you that you could make a sound yet, Layney?”
Her face looked at him pleadingly while her hips rode against his fingers with a strong need to hit the approaching peak. Layne’s whimpers vibrated against his palm.
Just before she spilled over the edge of sensual release, he removed both hands from her and pulled her upright. She panted heavily as the wave of pleasure began to ebb.
The second she was face to face with him, he pushed his fingers into her mouth with her body’s wet arousal coating them. Layne hungrily sucked on his fingers in the same way she wanted to put her mouth on other parts of him. She watched the lustfulness fire up in his eyes as she did so. Her tongue slid over every inch of each finger, being sure not to leave any part of her desire behind.
Joey growled as her mouth sucked the taste of her own body off his fingers. “That’s a good girl, cleaning up after yourself.” He then withdrew his fingers and snatched her up off the counter. Her hands grabbed onto his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his waist.
Her mouth kissed along his jaw and down over the spread of his tattoo of raven wings along his neck. “You better finish what you started.”
“Mm, and if I don’t?” With his hands grasping her by the curves of her ass, he carried her over to the fridge where he pressed her back up against it, letting the hard bulge straining against his sweats press up against her bare pussy.
Her teeth playfully nipped at his lower lip, tugging at it. “I may need to hire someone to abduct you and bring you to an abandoned building so that I can have my way with you.”
His grin widened. His movements shifted to tug at the waist of his sweatpants, allowing his cock to spring out already locked and loaded ready for her. A drop of precum glistened at the tip. “As much as I would like to see you try,” he lowered her hips so that his head pressed against the entrance of her pussy teasingly, “I’d rather be the one doing the abductions and having my way with you.”
“Mmhmm. Just shut up and fuck me.” Layne leaned over and locked her mouth onto his.
She didn’t have to tell Joey twice, he pushed himself into her slowly to enjoy the way her body felt as it welcomed his cock’s invasion. He groaned as Layne’s moan vibrated against his mouth.
Layne immediately felt a wave of pleasure as he fully sank into her. Her hips pressed back against him while he filled her. She tilted her head back slightly as far as the fridge door behind her would allow as she let the sensations overcome her.
He took his time laying kiss after kiss along her skin, starting along her jaw and traveling toward her neck. His hips slowly pulled himself back from her body before reentering at the same speed. Joey wanted to enjoy each moment of savoring her body. The neck of his tee on her tiny frame sloped down to expose her left shoulder. Joey’s mouth found the shiny bullet-sized scar on her shoulder. He swiped his tongue over it, lapping over the healed gunshot wound to try and erase the bad memories associated with it.
Her hands ran over the tops of his shoulders and down onto his upper back where her nails dragged across his skin. The way his length paused up against her sweet spot had subtle chills of desire running over her body.
As he continued to press that slow and decadent assault on her body, it was more than skin-deep. The feelings welling up inside of Layne weren’t anything that she was accustomed to. It was a slow burn of desire that wasn’t just tugging deep and low in her core. No, it was a tugging of feelings and warmth inside of her chest.
“Joey…” Her breathy voice whispered as she brought her eyes to meet his.
Using one hand to support her, he lifted the other to take hold of her face and passionately kiss her. Their bodies continued to grind against one another. It was a much different pace and swirl of sensations than the other night on top of the parking garage. This was something far more intimate.
It was unclear how much time passed, but each push into her brought her right up to the edge of release. Joey’s hands tightened up on her legs that remained locked around him. “Layne,” his words spoken against her lips. “I’ve missed everything about you.”
She pressed her forehead up against his while her lips caressed over his between each heavy breath released. “I haven’t been able to breathe without you.” Her clutch on him tightened up as her body shook as it spilled over the edge and crashed into complete ecstasy.
When her body tightened down around him and her flood of desire coated his cock, he shuddered and the apex of his pleasure was unleashed. Joey pushed himself deep within her, trying to plow past the physical limitations as his release filled the depths of her body.
They both remained there heavily breathing in each other’s embrace. Layne slumped forward, her face buried in the crook of his neck as she held onto him for dear life. With an arm underneath her ass for support and one around her back, he stepped back away from the fridge. He inhaled the scent of her dewy skin below her jaw, planting several more kisses on it as they both came down from their orgasms.
After they both were adequately recovered, Joey made sure to reheat the breakfast he had prepared for her. He carried a plate over to the modest kitchen table where Layne sat. Her plate was full of a little bit of everything for her to feast on after expending all their energy on one another. She smiled up at him, a smile that hadn’t left her face since the second he had given her a hell of a way to wake up this morning.
“Can’t have you leaving here hungry,” he stated as he set the plate down before her.
Layne couldn’t even imagine eating given how satisfied she already was. “I don’t think you have to worry about that.”