Chapter 9
Tessy
They say that getting lost in a kiss can be a bad thing.
Let me tell you, kissing Joshua, it’s bad.
Bad for my sanity.
Bad for my health, only because I can’t seem to catch my breath.
But most importantly, it’s bad for my heart because when he kisses me, it feels like nothing else matters in this world.
All I want to do is melt into him, be part of him. And I’m not totally sure if that is sane or not.
However, it doesn’t pull me out of the here and now. It doesn’t stop me from rubbing myself against him. It doesn’t stop me from yanking off my shirt or pulling his off.
But when I go to kiss him again, to resume our passion here on the floor, he stops and looks down at me, a grin etched on his face.
“What?” I ask, starting to feel self-conscious now.
He pulls my hands away, holding them within his own.
“You have no idea how sexy you look, bathed in nothing but the lights of these Christmas strands. It became a fantasy I didn’t even know I had.”
I grinned as I could feel my cheeks heat up.
“That’s something new.”
“I never thought about it. I mean, most lights get really hot, but these aren’t. And they just add a glow to you. Do you trust me?”
I twisted my lip, not sure what to say to that. I mean, I did, he was a star, he should be asking me that. I slowly nodded, causing him to give me a wink before he jumped off the bed, shed himself of his clothing, and then pulled out his phone, angling it just right.
I frowned, quite curious about what he was doing, but he didn’t give me time to think before he was back on me, pulling more of the strands around me.
“Perfect,” he muttered, before he leaned down, capturing a nipple in his mouth. I gasped, arched upward, and wrapped my arms around his neck, barely catching the shutter sound of the camera.
“What was that?”
“I’m capturing this moment. Do you mind?”
Every part of my mind wanted me to scream yes, that it was wrong of him to do it and not ask. But I also knew myself pretty damn well. If he had asked, it would have been no. But this, this was kinky, this was fun, these were naked pictures of us that I knew he would keep and not lose.
And that unlocked something in me.
“No,” I told him, sliding my fingers through his hair and tugging on it, urging him to my other nipple.
“Oh, I can see this will be fun.” Before I could respond, my other nipple was in his mouth and I was lost.
Lost to all the pleasure he was giving me.
And I did not want to be found.
I wrapped my legs around his hips, opening my eyes briefly to see the glow of the lights, and hell if that wasn’t just as hot too.
“I can feel you, feel how wet and hot you are, Tessy. That drives me insane.”
He pushed against me, letting me feel how hard he was for me. And let me tell you, to know that I could bring him to this state, had me rubbing myself all over him.
“Let me feel more,” I whined, making him chuckle.
He tossed the rest of our clothes off before laying back over me. His hands took mine, holding them above my head as his lips captured mine, all while slowly entering me. I groaned into his mouth as my body arched, finding contact anywhere I could.
He moved slowly, teasing me, making me ache in ways I hadn’t before. Making me long for him and for the pleasure only he could seem to bring me too.
I twirled my tongue around his, as it followed the same dance that our body was doing.
He slowly picked up his pace, only to ease back down again, making me dizzy with all the urges running through my body.
Joshua slowly pulled back, staring down at me as his hips moved faster. My mouth fell open and his eyes watched mine.
I was lost to him, and only him. Nothing mattered but this moment, this second, this pleasure. And I knew I was his. Just like he was mine, even if he didn’t admit it.
No one could say we weren’t connected, or that we didn’t have a bond.
All he was giving me, or even all I was giving him, was something that could only be shared when two hearts were connected, that I firmly believed.
“Joshua,” I moaned, wrapping my legs around him and drawing him even deeper.
“Oh, shit, Tessy,” he murmured, pumping even faster. His hands squeezed mine and I closed my eyes, just trying to feel. “No, keep them open. I want to see you when you come with me.”
No greater words had someone spoken to me.
And oddly enough, nothing could trigger me as fast as that.
I came, screaming out his name as wave after wave tore through me. He cried out as well as he came, just as fast and hard.
He collapsed on top of me and my arms wrapped around him, feeling like I was right where I needed to be with him, and nothing was ever going to change that.
“What are you doing out of bed?”
I jumped as I heard the voice from the darkened room and tried to throw a smile over my shoulder at him.
I didn’t mean to wake him, but I couldn’t sleep.
My body was in desperate need of it, but after round two and three, my mind was spinning and sleep was eluding me.
“I couldn’t stop my mind from racing, so I thought I’d come out here and wrap some presents. Was I too loud?”
“No, Tessy, the bed was just cold. After all that and you couldn’t sleep? Damn, I must have sucked.”
“Not by a long shot, Joshua. Just thinking of this, of us. Of how I’m all in my feels when it comes to you and I’m not sure that’s a good thing or not.”
“Would you be shocked if I told you that I found it to be a good thing?”
I slowly shook my head.
“No, I don’t think I would be. I mean, after all you’ve done to me, it would be hard to think. But it’s still a little odd. I’m just me, and you’re a star.”
“I’m a person, Tessy, and you know. My job is that, a job.”
“So, it doesn’t bother you that I’m just your PA and not some big name?”
“Never. And if you turn around, I can show you better than my words can.”
I put the box down that I was not making headway on and turned to face him. I broke out into a grin as I saw the big, bright, red bow covering his dick.
“Want to come unwrap your present? I promise you’ll like it.”
I jumped up from the floor and flew into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“Only if you take pictures like that so I can save it in my spank bank for when you go to sets to film.”
“Promise, baby.”