Chapter 6
Joshua
The kiss wasn’t supposed to be on the menu, but all I could think about as she talked was her lips. How I wanted to be the fork or the glass that she kept licking and tasting.
And her confession.
Yeah, I didn’t mean for it to happen, but it had my dick up and ready to join the action too.
She didn’t realize how special she was, or how refreshing. I was used to a lot of the bimbos, but Tessy, she was real. And I was almost sorry I wasted so much time not seeing the real her.
Almost.
I’m not sure I would have kissed her though, if she hadn’t bid.
Finally, she broke away and as I looked at her, I wanted nothing more than to throw her on the table and screw her senseless.
Her lips were bruised and plump, her face was flushed, and her eyes were dazed.
She was delectable and I wanted to keep tasting her.
“More,” she breathed, staring at me. I chuckled, not sure if she even understood what she was saying, but I was ready to give her more.
“Tessy.”
“No, I want more, damn it, give me more.”
Before I could move, she was on my lap, her hands running through my hair, her lips crashing against mine, and all I could do was hang on for dear life. Mind you, not that I fucking minded in the least.
My arms snaked around her waist before moving over her ass, cupping the round cheeks, and she groaned.
And damn, did that shit shoot straight to my dick. If it wasn’t hurting before, it sure as hell was right now.
I pulled her up against my cock, making sure she could feel what she did to me. Then, she took over the reins, rubbing against me, driving me straight out of my mind.
I hadn’t had sex at the dinner table, but I was damn near going to if she kept this up.
“I want to feel you,” she whispered, breaking the kiss only to kiss along my jaw and my neck, making me even more insane for her. Hardly had I had a woman do that to me. Usually, I had to get them worked up, but instead, Tessy seemed to be enjoying herself.
“Here?” I croaked out, my mouth dry from all this passion soaring through me.
“A room, couch, counter, I don’t care. Just, let me feel you, please?”
“Since you asked so nicely,” I told her, holding her as I easily got up and strolled up the stairs to my room.
I don’t know why I had no problem taking her to my bed. I vowed to myself that I was only ever going to have my wife there, but with her, it just felt right.
Perfect.
Like it was meant to be.
And I was not about to knock it.
I laid her down on the bed, making quick work of her clothes. I had no doubt that if she wasn’t in a sex filled frenzy, she’d be covering herself. But instead, she lay there, full on display for me, and I loved every moment of it.
I ran my hands over her skin, enjoying the fact that she was real and all women. With a groan, I dipped my head down, swirling my tongue around her nipple before pulling it in my mouth and sucking on it.
She arched against me, her fingers tugging on the short strands of my hair, and I loved it. She was letting go and I was here for every piece of it.
I let go of her nipple with a pop and then trailed kisses over to the other, sucking hard on that one too.
“Shit,” she cried, a hand moving down my back and over my shoulder. “Off,” she ordered, clutching my shirt.
I pulled back, removing my clothes, leaving me in my boxer briefs. She eyed my body, and I had to stop myself from puffing out my chest at the feral look in her eye.
Hot damn, if she kept looking at me like that, I was going to blow my load before I ever touched her, and I couldn't have that happening.
So, I spread her legs, moving between them. I kissed along her thighs as I removed her underwear. She tensed, her hand on my shoulder.
“What is it?”
“I…wasn't…didn't…not...shaved.”
“Babe, you think I mind?” Without waiting for a response, I spread her lips wide and dove my tongue in, watching her. She stared at me, eyes wide and mouth hung open.
And I didn't give a rat’s ass about anything but her and the divine taste she had. I knew I couldn't last long here, because I was already leaking. But I needed her to get there or at least be ready for me.
I worked my tongue over her clit, almost grinning to myself as her eyes rolled back into her head, her body just letting go and feeling.
She was the most exquisite creature right now.
And holy shit, she was turning me on.
With a groan, I tore my mouth away, yanked my boxer briefs off, slipped a condom on, and then slammed into her. Her cries echoed in my room, bouncing off the walls and back, making my head spin.
“Damn, Joshua, you fill me up!”
“And you’re so tight, so wet.”
I stayed like that for a few moments, enjoying her being wrapped around me. This felt like utter perfection for me and while I knew that this was good, it was also bad, because I was going to crave this feeling that I found with her. It would only be her.
And I wasn’t sure if that was a page she wanted.
But I couldn’t think about the future; I needed to focus on the now.
And the now had me going crazy.
“Please…move,” she begged, her hands running over my arms, and I laid over her.
She stared at me and with one hand holding myself up, I captured her throat, making her gasp. But she wasn’t worried. Her body told me how much she enjoyed that.
“Fuck,” she whispered.
“Such a good girl,” I told her, causing her legs to tighten around me. “This body, this cunt, it’s all I’m going to think of,” I told her, finally taking her lips in a bruising kiss as my hips moved, rocking against her fast and hard.
My hand tightened slightly, causing her to moan against my tongue, and damn it all to hell if that didn’t send a wave of desire coursing through me.
If she kept up her antics, I was not going to last long, and that wasn’t something I wanted to do. I wanted to take my time with her, to make her come again and again.
Instead, her legs wrapped around my waist, her hand grabbed my ass, and her body pushed against mine, making her growl.
“Tessy,” I warned, but she didn’t heed it.
“Don’t toy with me, Joshua. I want to feel you come already. Fuck me like only I know you can. Show me what all the ladies got to see, and I didn’t.”
With a new urgency, I pumped even faster, making her grab onto me as I drove us over the edge, her body clenching tightly to mine as she cried out over and over.
I followed her, my cries mixing with hers, my head collapsing next to hers.
“You’re….wrong,” I muttered, my eyes shut as I tried to find my breath.
“Not…about you.”
After several moments, when I felt my world might tilt back on its proper axis, I lifted my head to look at her. My hand cupped her cheek, my thumb brushing over her lips, and I slowly shook my head.
“No, you’re wrong to think I gave that to anyone else. No one has undone me like you did. Trust me, Tessy, no one has seen that side of me.”