Chapter 15
FIFTEEN
“I’m sorry I left you outside like that. I just thought the sooner I said hello to everyone, the sooner we could have some time alone,” Joshua apologizes, guiding me upstairs to his room.
“It’s okay. I’m just glad to have you all to myself now,” I respond.
I am genuinely relieved I no longer have to be around all those people. To be perfectly honest, being inside right now feels amazing. Although I can still feel the chill in my bones.
Once inside his room, he closes the door behind us. “Trust me, I’m the happy one here.” He grins at me, his voice filled with affection.
A soft, contented sigh escapes my lips as he brushes a stray strand of hair from my face, his touch tender. The way his eyes lock onto mine makes my heart flutter.
“Have I mentioned yet this year how beautiful you are and how much I love you?” he asks softly.
“I think that’s the first time you’ve said it this year,” I tease, a mischievous smirk playing on my lips.
“Oh, so many firsts to have when the year is new,” he muses, his finger tracing a slow, tantalizing path from my neck down, sending shivers along my spine.
His gaze remains intensely on me.
“Xander kissed me at midnight,” I blurt out, the confession tumbling from my lips before I can stop it.
Joshua’s touch pauses, and his gaze locks onto mine.
His eyes are filled with a mixture of surprise and apprehension.
I can feel my heart pounding as I continue, my voice shaky with guilt, “And Clay almost did too.”
Joshua doesn’t respond immediately, but his silence speaks volumes. I can see the questions swirling in his mind, the uncertainty, and maybe even a hint of hurt in his expression. It pains me to have to admit this, to have let it happen in the first place.
“Did they now?” Joshua seems to have found his voice, trying to sound casual but clearly struggling.
“I shouldn’t have let it happen, and I’m so sorry,” I confess, my voice filled with regret.
Joshua takes my hand, his touch reassuring as he guides me to the edge of the bed, where he sits, gently pulling me onto his lap. His eyes never leave mine as he speaks, his tone measured but with a hint of vulnerability.
“I noticed that there is something between you guys.”
“Joshua—” I begin, but he interrupts, determined to express his thoughts on the matter.
“Let me finish,” he says softly. “It would be okay if you have feelings for them. Truly, it would. You deserve the world times two, or rather three.” He flashes me a warm smile and kisses my neck gently, his lips comforting.
“If that’s what you truly want, I’m open to exploring it, to give you the freedom to see where it goes. You won’t lose me over this.”
He leans in, ready to seal his words with a kiss, but I place a hand on his chest, gently stopping him. My heart aches as I look into his eyes, grateful for his understanding yet torn by the complexity of my emotions.
“I want you, Joshua,” I whisper, tears brimming in my eyes.
“One doesn’t exclude the other,” he says gently, tracing my jaw with his thumb.
“I promise, it’s just you and me. This…” I place a hand over my heart, “… is only about us.”
Joshua’s response is to take my hand and bring it to his lips to tenderly kiss my palm. “Whatever you want, my Carolina.” His voice remains soft and filled with affection, but I detect a subtle undercurrent of relief in his words.
He stands, gracefully pulling me up with him and drawing me close. A shiver of anticipation courses through me as his hands move with purpose, lifting my Henley over my head. His lips, warm on my cold skin, find their way to my shoulder, planting soft, lingering kisses.
“Have we talked enough for tonight? I believe I still have a promise to keep, myself.”
“You do?” I ask, my breath quickening.
His lips trail upward, tracing a path of slow, sensuous kisses along my neck until they reach my ear. His whisper, filled with promise, sends tingles through my chest. “Nice and slow.”
“I can’t decide whether I want to taste you or fuck you,” I murmur as I reach behind her to unclasp her bra, then gently slide it down her arms, revealing her beautiful tits.
Sleeping beside her every night since she got out of the hospital and not using them as my own fucking plushie should earn me a medal.
“Why not both?” she counters huskily, making me chuckle.
Kneeling before her, I place my hands on her hips and draw her closer.
I take one of her nipples into my mouth, and she arches her back, pressing her tits into my face.
To think I went weeks without caressing her.
My hands find the waistband of her jeans.
I open them and tug them down, and I can’t stop the growl that erupts from my chest. Her panties follow suit, and soon, she stands before me, entirely naked.
And she is a beauty to behold.
A hint of insecurity flashes in her eyes, and she self-consciously grabs her left elbow with her right hand, attempting to cover herself.
We can’t have that. I need to see all of her. It’s been far too long.
I gently nudge her leg, prompting her to widen her stance, and I lean in to grasp her ass cheeks, giving them a firm squeeze, making her suck in a breath.
“You can’t imagine how often I’ve fantasized about this,” I confess, leaning in to trace my tongue along her slit.
This prompts her to immediately let go of her elbow, and both her hands come down to my head, her fingers threading through my hair.
She gazes down at me, maintaining eye contact, as she whispers, “Dio.”
“I could kneel in front of you forever, Carolina,” I whisper, delving in to lick her clit, circling and nibbling on it, pressing her more to me with my hands on her ass.
My eyes remain focused on hers as I lock my lips around her clit and suck it into my mouth. She starts panting, her grip in my hair bordering on painful, but I love it and groan into her pussy.
She starts to tremble under my touch, and I wonder if it’s too soon, if I should have waited a little longer. She looked fine the last few days, but maybe this is too much.
Her pulling on my hair brings my thoughts back to the present. I can worry after I make her come.
I lap her up, tracing my name with my tongue around her clit, and her moans get louder. Fuck it, I hope every one of them down there can hear how I get my girl off.
“Joshua, fuck, I—” She gasps, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back.
I let a hand wander from her ass to her pussy, pushing a finger inside her. She clenches around me so hard it makes it hard to move my finger.
My cock twitches in anticipation.
She is so fucking tight.
With a few more pumps and licks, she falls over the edge, her hands wandering to my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin. She’s moaning and trembling, but I continue to lick her as she comes down from her high before I stop, giving her a few seconds to breathe.
“Next to chocolate, you’re my favorite,” I whisper, kissing her belly and making her sigh with a laugh.
After wiping my face on her thigh, I grab the back of her legs to lift her as I stand. Instinctively, she wraps her arms around my neck, holding on tightly. I chuckle softly against her shoulder. “I’ve got you.”
Setting her down on the bed, I stand straight again to tug my shirt over my head. Then I swiftly slip off my pants and stand before her in only my boxer shorts. Her gaze travels down my chest appreciatively, and I get even harder, my cock throbbing.
I am so fucking lucky this stunning woman seems to find me as captivating as I find her.
Wordlessly, she reaches out to tug down my boxers, and I help her, stepping out of them. Then, I gently prompt her to move further up the bed, positioning myself above her.
“Just because we did it once does not mean we have to do it now. We can stop right here,” I whisper, leaning down to kiss her, my thumb brushing along her cheek.
Her arms come around my neck, pulling me closer. Her taste and touch drive me crazy, and I can’t help but be selfish and hope she allows me to fuck her.
I can be gentle with her, making sure she’s okay.
I just need to be inside her…
… but only if she wants this too.
“I missed you. I thought about it so many times. I want you, Joshua,” she whispers.
Thank fuck.
God, I missed her and her tight pussy too.
“Lift your pretty hips for me,” I instruct, reaching for a cushion to place beneath her, and she obliges.
I gently tug her closer by her calves, squeezing her beautiful softness.
I lean back down to kiss her deeply, the head of my cock positioned at her entrance.
She is so fucking wet, I slip right in, but I only push slowly, wanting to give her time to adjust to me.
The sensation makes both of us gasp in a delicious form of torture, and I only halt when I am fully seated inside.
This is home
This is where I fucking belong.
“I love being yours,” she murmurs, prompting me to trail kisses up her neck.
“You have all of me,” I whisper into her ear, followed by a gentle lick that makes her shiver.
I kiss her again while I pull out slowly and push back in, enjoying every inch, moaning through our locked lips, massaging her breasts.
She is so wet, taking me inch by inch and moaning, seemingly enjoying it as much as I do. I push in a little deeper, and she whimpers.
“Does it still hurt?” I ask, needing to make sure I’m not causing any pain.
“No, it’s just… it feels so good,” she whispers, her eyelids fluttering closed.
I keep a deep and unhurried rhythm, teasing her and myself at the same time. Drawing her hips closer, I grind into her, sinking until there is no room between us. Her breath catches as her eyes snap at me, and she releases a breathy “Fuck.”
Leaning down, I nibble on her bottom lip, then grasp her wrists, guiding them above her head, making her arch her back and push out her tits. With a groan, I grind into her tantalizingly slow, making sure my pelvis rubs her clit while peppering the side of her face with kisses.
“I could lose myself in you. God, you’re so tight, Carolina. Such a beautiful pussy. All mine,” I tell her, leaning in to kiss her again.
But too soon, she breaks away from our kiss, gasping for breath.
One of my hands keeps her wrists pinned above her head while the other explores her beautiful body.
My fingers trail over her soft skin, marveling at the goose bumps that mix with the slight sheen of sweat.
I tease her nipple, venturing further down, my thumb locating her clit and circling it, even as I maintain my deep rhythm.
“Joshua,” she breathes out, her eyes pleading with me to give her what she needs.
“I know, shh… I know,” I soothe, applying slightly more pressure with my thumb. Carolina closes her eyes, letting her head tilt back. “No, Carolina, keep those beautiful eyes open. Look at me. I want to see your eyes when I make you come.”
Her eyes snap open, her gaze finding mine, and I pinch her clit at the same time as I thrust inside her. She shatters around me, squeezing me hard. I try to thrust a few more times, but her pussy holds me in a chokehold, and all I can do is come with a low grunt and a growl, my teeth clenching.
“Holy shit,” I murmur, resting my forehead against hers and releasing her wrists, tremors running through me.
She takes my head in her hands and pulls my lips to hers, kissing me deeply. “Happy New Year,” she whispers.
I let my forehead fall to hers and huff out a laugh. “Happy New Year, my Carolina.”