Chapter 12 #2
Jade bobs her head. “Yes.”
“Now give me your pussy, sweetheart. I can’t wait to taste her.”
“Josh. I…”
“I know.” Tickling my hand down her soft belly, I circle a fingertip around the entrance of her pussy lips, in a thatch of black curls. “Is this what you want?”
Jade nods.
“Then give it to me.”
A trembling hand covers mine as Jade permits herself to feel. A single tear leaks out of the corner of her eye, but I keep going, spreading her open. When I rub her clit with my thumb, she cries out, back arching off the bed.
“That’s it, babe.” Needing to taste her, I lay flat on my stomach, trapping my cock against the mattress.
Her lips are damp. Her scent is intoxicating.
I get high on all that is her as I dive in and bury my face in heaven.
The first swipe of my tongue through her folds, my dick bucks on the verge of coming.
She moans. On the second swipe, her entire body jolts like she’s attached to a live wire, and damn if that’s not the sexiest thing I’ve ever felt.
Her legs squeeze around my head, soft and strong, as I eat her like I’ve wanted to do since I decided she was the only one for me.
JADE
I don’t know what’s happening.
I don’t…
Gripping a fistful of Josh’s hair, everything tightens as he sucks my clit into his talented mouth. He moans against me like he can’t get enough. Like he needs more. Wants more. It vibrates into my center.
Everything coils tighter, and my legs won’t quit shaking.
“Josh!” I screech, undulating against him. I can’t stop it. I need to. Just a little more. A little more. His tongue lashes my clit, and that’s all she wrote.
Every cell in my body detonates, and I scream as pleasure ripples like waves through every nerve ending.
But it doesn’t stop. Not when I gasp for air.
He’s there, sucking harder, harder, harder.
My eyes roll into the back of my skull as I writhe, trying to…
I don’t know. Fuck. But he won’t stop. Like a savage, he latches on, and everything is too sensitive, too much.
Tears teem down my cheeks. My back bows off the bed, and I squeeze him between my thighs.
More. For more. I need more. I need it all.
Josh gives it to me.
Everything.
Life.
Death.
The world blacks out for a moment, and when a new wave crests to the skies, it’s even bigger than the last. It drowns me in the best way—hot and tingly—heaven and hell.
I don’t fight it. I don’t fight him. For a moment, I’m suspended between two planes of existence, and when I crash down to earth, Josh’s raspy groan vibrates through my pussy as he unlatches from my clit, and I melt into my mattress.
Lighter. Breathing heavy. Tingling all over.
Happy. So happy that a tiny giggle escapes, and I can’t stop smiling.
Holy hell, I didn’t know it could be like that.
To come.
To let go.
To trust.
With a final kiss to my pussy, Josh sits up, and I peek at him. His shorts are soaked on the front.
“Did you?” I croak, staring at the spot.
Smiling shyly, he scratches the trail of hair that runs down the center of his stomach. “Uh. Yeah. When you came that second time, screaming my name, he followed you over.”
“That’s… sweet.” Sexy.
He shrugs. “It’s something. But I’m not surprised. I mean… you tasted better than I expected. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done.”
Huffing a laugh, I nudge him with my foot. “No, it wasn’t.”
“Babe. Seriously. I’m gonna do that every day. Unless you tell me no.”
“You really want to do that every day?”
“Yeah. At least once a day. Maybe more. Fuck. Is it bad I wanna do it again already?” Josh pushes my legs apart and gets eye level with my sated pussy.
Spreading my lips with his fingers, he blows over my clit, then gives her a kiss.
“We’re gonna be best fuckin’ friends. You’re too fuckin’ adorable not to get attention every day,” he whispers there, nuzzling my clit before sliding lower and licking me… there.
“Josh,” I gasp, jolting up in bed.
His eyes meet mine over my mound. “I’m gonna taste her too, and when you’re ready for a finger, I’ll give you one, or two.”
“You wanna do that too?” I pant in awe.
“Fuck yes, I do. I would have tonight, but I didn’t wanna take it too far. But damn… you coming. That was… so fucking hot. You squeezing me in your pussy. Yeah. I’ll be dreaming about that.”
Not believing my ears, I wave him off. “Stop it. No, you won’t.”
“Can I put a finger in now? Just one. Just to see how you like it?”
“I… Um. Okay.”
Swirling a single digit around my soaked entrance, Josh slowly glides inside, and when he curls his finger to massage my G-spot, I gasp.
“Do you like that?” he asks.
“Y-yes,” I sputter. It’s amazing.
“Do you want me to do it again?”
“Do you want that?”
“Babe. You’re gorgeous. I wanna do all of it.”
“How can you say that?” Look at him. How could he…
“Because I love you.” Josh kisses the inside of my thigh, his earnest gaze meeting mine.
He can’t mean that.
“Josh.”
“No.” Shaking his head, Josh nips my leg, and when I jolt in surprise, he kisses the sting away. “Don’t give me that tone, babe. I love you. I wanna make you feel good. I wanna take care of you. I wanna eat your pussy every goddamn day. I want it all.”
“Even sex?” I squeak.
“Eventually. Yeah. If that’s what you want.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I guess I’ll just get off when eating your pussy.” He waggles his brows and kisses my mound.
“Josh.” He can’t mean that.
“What? It’s gonna happen again. I’m not ashamed of it.”
Removing his finger, Josh crawls up the bed and stretches out beside me. He pats his pec, and I don’t fight the urge to cuddle him when I curl up against his warmth. He hooks my leg over his hip and wraps an arm around my shoulder.
“You need to promise me that you’ll talk to me if this becomes too much,” he whispers to the top of my head.
“I will. I promise.” Tracing between his pecs and down the valley between each of his defined abs, I’m amazed by how soft his skin really is.
He pecks my hair. “Okay. Good. Because I can’t take care of you if I don’t know what’s wrong.”
Reaching his belly button, I swirl around it before moving my way back up. “You don’t have to take care of me. Not like that.”
“Jade, I love you.”
“I know and I love you, too.”
Josh pinches my chin and tips my head back to look him in the eye. “No. You don’t get it. I love you. As in, I’m in love with you. I want my patch on your back when you’re on my bike. I want a ring on your finger.”
“What? I… How? Since when? I… Josh… What the fuck?”
He cuffs the side of my neck. “Can you just marry me and pretend we already had this conversation?”
“No.” I most certainly cannot.
His lips twitch. “No, you won’t marry me or the pretending part?”
I slap his pec. “This isn’t funny, asshole.” How could he say that? Marry him? What the fuck?
The humor evaporates from his voice, and his expression hardens. “I’m not bein’ funny, babe. I’m serious.”
How can that be true?
“You want to marry me? You. Josh. Want to marry me… Jade?” What kind of Twilight Zone am I living in?
“Yes. I do. Do you want me to go get the ring?”
“What do you mean, get the ring? There’s a ring?” I shrill.
“Yes. There’s a ring.”
Holy hell.
“Since when?”
“I bought it three years ago.”
“You what?!” I whisper-scream and try to sit up, so I can… I don’t know what… But Josh’s hold on my neck keeps me locked against his chest, and his grip on my thigh keeps my leg in place.
“I saw it in a pawn shop when I was on prospecting duties for the club. It was too damn perfect not to buy. So, I did.”
“You did not.”
He smirks, fucking smirks, like a goddamn model, and kisses my forehead. “Yeah, babe, I did. I love you. Everything about you. Hunter. Everything.”
“No. You do not. I’m too old, Josh.” Way too old. It’s one thing to do what we did, but this… nope… Not on the same playing field, let alone the same planet.
“No, you’re not. Ten years isn’t that big a difference. I can still put a baby in you, if that’s something we end up wanting.”
What?
A baby.
No. No. No.
When Josh won’t let me escape, I poke his stomach. “You… Ugh…This cannot be happening.”
“Please don’t be mad.”
I sputter at his audacity. “Don’t be mad? Don’t be mad? Are you fucking serious right now? We’re friends.”
“We’re more than that.”
“No. We aren’t.” We’re… I don’t know what… But marriage and kids?
Josh’s expression crumples. “Alright. That’s fair.
I said too much. This is on me. I’m gonna go shower now.
Ya know, wash the cum off my stomach, after I came, eating you out.
” On a sigh, Josh gently rolls me onto my side of the bed before he sits on the edge.
His back expands as he takes a deep breath, and I don’t know what to do. Slapping his knees, he pushes to stand.
“Josh.”
Shoulders hunched over, Josh shakes his head. “Nope. I understand. This is totally on me. I am not mad. But I do need to shower and clean up the living room. We’re gonna pretend this conversation never happened. Everything after the orgasms didn’t happen.”
“But they did.”
He shuffles to the door. “I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.”
“You said you want to marry me.”
“Nope. I didn’t. I said no such thing. I’ll see ya in the morning, babe.” The stubborn asshole salutes me and disappears like we’re gonna pretend he didn’t just confess wanting to not only marry me but maybe put a baby in me.
Confused and flattered, a whole lot of everything else swirls through me as I find my phone and dial Loretta.
“Jade!”
“Hey, crazy lady. I need to talk to you, but I need you to have an open mind.”
“Is this about Josh?”
“Wait. How did you know it’s about Josh?”
“Oh. Um. I didn’t.”
“Loretta,” I grit.
“What?”
“Spill.”
“There’s nothing to spill. I’m just glad you called.”
“Liar. Now out with it.”
“Which part?”
“The part where Josh tells me he’s in love with me, wants to marry me, and maybe put a baby in me. What the actual fuck?”
“He just came out and said all that?”
“Yes!”
She chuckles. “I thought he’d be smoother than that.”
“So, you knew?”
“Of course, I did. I’m his mother and your best friend. I’ve known how he feels for years.”
“How many years?”
“Oh. I don’t know. Six. Maybe, seven? Somewhere around that.”
“Loretta! He was a teenager, then.”
“I’ve already said too much.”
Flopping back on the bed, still naked from the waist down, I turn over and bang my forehead against the pillows. “I can’t believe this is happening.”
“Why not? You’re a beautiful person inside and out. Josh clocked it years ago. You can’t blame him for seeing it. He’s the only guy you’ve let get close enough to know you.”
She’s right, he is.
Because he’s safe.
He’s always been safe.
But this is too much, too fast. For months, I planned my death. I was prepared. I was ready. It hasn’t even been a month, and so much has changed. I’m still alive and…
I touch between my legs.
It’s still sensitive there. From him. From what we did.
I came.
He came.
Then I hurt his feelings…
Not knowing what else to say, we hang up. I need to think. I need to process. I need space.
After Hunter’s father, I never wanted to put myself through that again. It just isn’t worth it.
But Josh…
He’s not like anyone else.
Post-orgasm clarity’s a bitch, isn’t it?