Chapter 27 #2
“And you’re not going to America?” I repeat as I rub my hands over his broad shoulders. Hope blooms in my stomach.
“No, Presh, I’m not.” He bends and tenderly swipes his tongue through my lips. “Now eat your breakfast because you are going to need your strength.”
“Why will I need my strength?” I ask.
He smirks as his eyes drop down my body and he gently cracks his neck. “Because I have the worst case of blue balls known to man and as soon as you are well enough you are going to cop it…both barrels.”
I giggle as he sits me back onto the stool and he serves up my breakfast.
He bites his toast as he leans over the bench onto his elbows. “You do know I am going to kill Christopher next time I see him, right?” he remarks casually.
My eyes widen and my fork stops midair.
He takes a bite of his toast then smirks and raises an eyebrow in a silent dare to say something.
I swallow the lump in my throat. “Why?” I whisper. He raises an eyebrow again. “You know why.”
Oh shit, what the hell have I written in those bloody diaries?
So much for privacy.
Joshua
It’s been a big day. I told the boys today that I am moving to Australia, and they took it better than expected. I know Murph’s upset…I’m upset. I love LA…but I need Tash in my life, and I want to protect her from the paparazzi at all costs. They don’t follow me here in Australia as much as in LA.
Cam was fine, he was always coming home to Australia but what does that mean for Adrian? I wish the thing with Nicholas had worked out and then we could have all moved here together.
We have been home for a few hours. Natasha insisted we go to the police station and press charges against this lunatic.
She demanded more money today, claiming she had another disk.
I have to admit I do feel relieved having done it.
It was appalling making the statement, but the policemen were understanding, I can’t imagine the horror of my love watching me have sex with a prostitute.
She will never look at me the same again if she sees that tape.
My heart drops. I’m just so sick of all this drama, what does it feel like to have a normal private life without worry?
I continue reading emails on my laptop and rub my chin as I think.
I am sitting up in bed and Natasha has just finished in the shower.
My mind wanders to my horse stud, what am I going to do with the move?
Natasha walks into the bedroom in a pale pink pair of underpants and a shoestring strap top to match.
Her thick dark hair is in a loose braid that hangs down her back and her dark skin is in contrast to the pale pink. She looks edible.
My cock twitches and I run my tongue over my bottom lip as want starts to fill me.
I watch her walk around to my side of the bed and retrieve her diary from the second drawer. I inhale as she bends next to me…mmm she smells like soap. I start to feel my pulse between my legs. I put my hand on her thigh as she bends and run it up to her behind.
“You smell good,” I smile as I inhale. I kiss her upper thigh.
“Of course,” she smiles. “I always smell good.”
I watch her walk back around to her side of the bed and sit with her back up against the headboard.
She sits and thinks for a minute and then starts to write in her diary.
I smile to myself. She writes in front of me now.
I mean what’s to hide, I have read them all.
The fact that she writes in a diary is so nerdy but so damn cute at the same time.
I try to concentrate on my email. Fuck, she smells good.
I shake my head as I try to concentrate.
I lean over, kiss her shoulder and lick her upper arm.
She smiles and kisses the top of my head in return.
I try to re-engage with my email. I can see her in my peripheral vision writing and feel her body calling to mine.
A wave of arousal runs through me, she needs to be filled.
I bend and take her nipple into my mouth through her singlet, her shoulders fall back to give me access and she sighs softly.
I nuzzle my head deeper into her chest and inhale her scent.
This is home…where I belong…with the woman I belong to.
I smile into her chest as the realization hits me and she runs her hand gently over the top of my head.
I kiss my way down her body and slowly lift her top to get access to her skin.
God, she smells good. I move lower and bite her through the fabric of her underpants and once again nuzzle into her as I inhale and close my eyes in pleasure.
Hmm, my arousal starts to pump heavily between my legs, and I crack my neck to relieve the tight pressure.
I slide her panties down her legs and off, and our eyes meet.
This is my favorite thing in the world…her taste…
her smell…her love is right here between us when I do this.
Nothing feels better than to give her this pleasure, to give myself this pleasure.
This is the one place I lose myself and there is nothing on this earth but me…
and her…my precious girl. I part her with my fingers and look at her pink opening between fingers, our eyes meet again, and her breath catches, and she runs her hand tenderly down my cheek and swipes her fingers gently across my lips.
I kiss her fingertips and then slowly lower and lick her deeply.
She groans and writhes under me, deeper I lick as my eyes close in pleasure and I rub my hips into the bed beneath me to relieve the pressure in my thumping cock.
Fuck, she tastes so good. My head starts to take on its own side to side action as I lose myself and start to get to a place where I cannot pull back. I couldn’t stop if I tried.
My hands are under her legs and around on her hipbones.
I could orgasm by just running my hands over her hipbones.
When I have my hands on her hip bones I am usually inside her and pulling her onto me, they are a massive trigger.
I run my tongue deep into her again and again and she writhes under me in pleasure.
I gently take her clitoris between my teeth and pull back in a stretching motion and she groans loudly.
My cock is really thumping now, and I grind it hard into the mattress for relief.
I need to be inside her, and I need to watch.
I slowly part her again and push a finger into her.
We both groan and I start to feel my pulse in my ears as my cock starts to seep pre-ejaculate.
She’s so tight, so fucking hot and unimaginably perfect.
My eyes close. I add another finger and circle my tongue over her clitoris as I start to pump my fingers in and out of her.
Her soft sighs call to my body on a level that I will never understand, the need in me to be inside of her…
to hold her is incomprehensible, yet the only thing that makes sense in this messed up world.
“Josh,” she whispers as her body lifts off the bed to meet my face.
I smile into her, this is what I love. When she needs to be filled so badly that she starts to beg me for it.
“Josh, please, baby.” She runs her hands over my head as her legs drop all the way to the mattress. My eyes close in pleasure as I inhale deeply.
I keep pumping her hard so that the bed starts to move, and she starts to really writhe.
“Josh. Now!” she demands.
“I need to watch, Presh,” I whisper as I sit up. I remove my boxers and sit towards the side of the bed. “Face the mirror my beautiful girl.” She frowns and then sits in front of me, her back to my front. I arrange her body to lie back over mine and spread her legs wide to hook over my legs.
“Watch,” I whisper. Her breath catches as she looks into the mirror and sees her beautiful pink vagina spread out in front of our eyes.
My cock lies hard beneath her opening. I can see it weeping from here.
I bring my hand over her shoulder and down to her beautiful wet opening and slowly start to run my fingers through her dripping flesh.
Her eyes stay riveted on the mirror. My eyes are locked on the beautiful woman lying open for me in the mirror, her breasts rise and fall as she gasps for breath, the shadowing on her stomach, the pink coloring of her opening.
The second opening… I want to be in there.
I need to fuck that beautiful ass so badly.
She’s not ready for me there yet, I have to remind myself that every time I take her.
I can’t wait for the day when she is. I bring my finger up from her and put it into her mouth, she sucks it as her eyes close.
“Touch yourself,” I whisper.
Her scared eyes meet mine in the mirror and I smile as I kiss her. “It’s ok, Presh, it’s just you and me here. You can be yourself with me. You know I love to watch you, baby, and we need to start doing things my way,” I whisper as I bite her neck. “You want to please me, don’t you?”
I kiss her deeply over her shoulder and she shakes her head nervously.
“I want you to put your fingers into that beautiful tight cunt of yours,” I whisper into her neck as I watch her in the mirror. Her breath catches and she brings her hand around and starts to run them through her lips. I can smell her arousal and I crack my neck hard.