Chapter 34 Josie
JOSIE
These past few nights had been absolute torture for me. Every time I told myself not to go over there, I laid down in bed and dreamed of him.
And then I went over there anyway.
Tonight was no different, but I wasn’t going to stay away this time.
Not when I knew how it all would end. It was a dangerous game I was playing.
Going over there was wreaking havoc on my emotions.
I found myself wanting to stay, wishing I could just lay in bed with him and pretend it was something more than it really was.
I knew that somehow, tonight might break me, but as I slipped my shoes on and walked across the lawn to my neighbor’s house, I found I didn’t care.
The door swung open before I even raised my fist to knock. Those stormy gray eyes trapped me in a heated gaze for what felt like an eternity.
I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe when he stared at me like that. Like he would suffocate if he didn’t have me. It sent my heart in a frenzy, beating out of control.
And then he jerked me inside and slammed the door, shoving me against it. His hands instantly went to my hair, and those lips…
I closed my eyes as he sank his teeth into my neck, sucking gently on my skin. If this was what it was like to be owned by someone, why was I fighting it? There was nothing better or more right in my world than when his lips were on me.
“Bedroom,” I gasped as his hand palmed my breast.
“She’s not in tonight.”
His fingers split the folds of my robe and his fingers brushed against the silk of my nightie. “Fuck, you should always wear shit like this.”
Shivers raced down my spine as the tip of his finger slid slowly down the crease of my pussy. His lips latched onto my neck, sucking harder this time as his finger rhythmically stroked my clit.
“JR,” I gasped.
“Fuck, I can’t wait.”
He tore my robe open, his eyes glazing over as he looked over every inch of my body from my pebbled nipples to the curve of my calves. I’d never felt so desired in all my life.
He was on me in seconds, his cock pressing against me through his jeans. His kisses were filled with a passion and intensity that I had yet to experience with him. It almost made me think something else was going on, that somehow, things were changing between us.
“So fucking sexy,” he hissed, gripping me around the waist.
My legs wrapped around his hips as he carried me to his room, never once taking his lips from mine. My fingers tangled in his hair, twisting with every wisp as I ground my hips against him, taking what I needed from him.
I barely noticed as he laid me out on the bed until he gripped my wrists and pinned them in one hand over my head. A devilish twinkle in his eyes barely flickered before his lips skimmed down my neck and over my breast.
The moment he pulled my nipple in his mouth, I shot off, feeling the first blooms of ecstasy tearing through me. I was out of control, rocking against him as he continued to tease me.
“JR! Please!”
His low chuckle was all I heard as he released me for only long enough to shuck his jeans.
Then his hand was back on my wrists and he was settled between my legs, his thick cock pressing against my core.
I whimpered as he brushed the thick head of his cock over my pussy, taunting me with the promise of pleasure.
“JR—” I cried out as he thrust himself hard inside me, filling me so deep.
I could barely think as he took every ounce of pleasure and twisted it into something that felt more like a sacrifice of some kind. I was a goner, doomed to be his for as long as he would have me.
With every thrust of his hips, I sank deeper into the knowledge that there was no escaping him. I would never leave, never walk away as long as he had this hold on me.
“Josie,” he whispered, rocking his hips harder into me, pressing my knees up until I was practically folded in half. “Fuck, give me everything. Come on my cock, baby.”
Tingles shot down my spine as my pussy clamped around him, squeezing him hard. Panting, he fucked me harder, pinning me to the bed until he cried out and collapsed on top of me.
I was a mess.
Everything in my head was so fuzzy. As he rolled off me, my legs flopped to the sides. I couldn’t have moved if I wanted to. I didn’t even have the energy to move my wrists from where he had pinned them above my head.
I just drifted in and out of the aftermath of pleasure.
His low snicker reminded me of how the devil would sound. “Okay, there?”
I hummed low in my throat, hoping to convey that I was still alive.
“Fuck, you look so good, splayed out like that for me. I just finished and I already need to be inside you again.”
I barely cracked an eyelid, but sure enough, he was hovering over me, staring at me like I was a meal to feast on. I wasn’t surprised at all when he slid his still hard cock inside me, or when he latched onto my throat again and sucked so hard I’d have a ring of hickeys tomorrow.
But God, did it feel good. Every thrust, every whisper about the dirty things he wanted to do to me. And the way he made me come…
“JR,” I cried out as he flipped me over and thrust inside me so hard I jolted forward.
“Look at that ass,” he hissed, sliding his hand down my spine. “Fuck, one of these days, I’m gonna fuck that ass.”
I shouldn’t have been turned on. I shouldn’t have been wondering what it would be like. But he had a way of doing things to me, of making me think of the filthiest things and then wondering what it would be like to try them out.
“That’s it, baby. Take my cock. Milk me dry.”
I gripped the nightstand, trying to stay on my knees as he fucked me harder than he ever had before. Dizziness washed over me and black spots dotted my vision. Then he was hauling me upright, thrusting up into me as he held me to him with only a single hand to my throat.
I hissed as his tongue flicked at my ear and his fingers strummed against my clit. I couldn’t hold on. I was about to detonate.
“JR!”
He thrust into me one last time, crying out as he held me to him. Neither of us moved, both of us barely breathing. My body was overheating. I was trembling with exhaustion and on the verge of collapsing.
As if he knew how hard it was for me to stay on my knees, he lowered me to the bed and tucked me into his body, pulling the blankets up over us. Despite the heat, a chill worked its way over my body.
“Stay,” he murmured.
I didn’t have much choice in the matter. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. My eyelids were so heavy, I could barely keep my eyes open. As I started drifting off to sleep, I wondered if this is what it would be like if I allowed myself to let him in a little more.
Then he pressed a kiss to the back of my neck and I drifted off to sleep.
Being woken four times in the middle of the night with a cock between my legs felt absolutely delicious. But it sucked big time when I had to get up the next morning and all I wanted to do was sleep.
“Josie,” JR said for the fourth time, tapping my leg.
“Go away,” I muttered.
“I’m leaving. I have to go to work.”
“Good for you,” I grumbled.
“And you have to work, too.”
Groaning, I rolled over, refusing to believe it was already time for me to leave. I buried my face in the pillow. I could be late. I was the owner. What were they going to do? Start a riot because I wasn’t there on time?
The strong smell of herbal tea piqued my senses. I lifted my face just a scant inch, sniffing the air. Yep, that was herbal tea.
“I knew I wouldn’t get you out of bed without this.”
JR’s smooth voice made it even easier to want to go back to sleep. Only when he spoke to me in a rough tone was I aroused enough to get my ass moving. But this morning, he was a smooth talker.
“Come on. I have to lock up the house.”
“Just leave the key and I’ll do it,” I mumbled.
“Yeah, right,” he laughed.
Peeling my eyes open, I stared at him in confusion. “Why not?”
“Why not, what?”
“Leave your key.”
He pulled his jacket on, rolling his eyes. “Because this isn’t your house.”
“No, but I’m your neighbor. Do you think I’m going to steal something?”
“No, but I have to leave, so you do also.”
I was a little put-off by his attitude. Okay, more than a little. I was downright pissed. He was actually kicking me out of bed after keeping me up half the night.
And I only had myself to blame. I would have been fine if I had left after round one. Yes, rounds two, three, four, and five were all great, but I would have been satiated. Yet, I had allowed myself to stay because of some misguided thought that things might just be different last night.
I threw off the covers and gathered my robe, pulling it on. It looked like I was going to do the walk of shame yet again. Only this time, more people would witness my terrible decisions. At least this time I was wearing a robe.
“I’ll be home late tonight,” JR said as I walked to the door.
“And?”
“And I’m letting you know for when you come over.”
Scoffing, I grabbed the tea mug out of his hand and headed for the door. “Don’t wait up.”
“What?”
I shoved the door open, heading over to my house. This time, Milo was nipping at my heels.
“Josie!”
“What?” I called over my shoulder, not stopping.
“What the hell is that?”
“I’m busy tonight!”
“All fucking night?”
“Oh, you bet I will be,” I laughed, stomping up the steps of my house.
I let myself in and slammed the door, just barely missing Milo’s tail. He whined, thumping his tail against the ground as he stared up at me.
“Don’t look at me like that. Mommy and Daddy are fighting.”
He whined again, but it was interrupted by the door being shoved open and JR stalking inside my house. The storm in his eyes raged as he stared at me.
“What the fuck is your problem?”
“Excuse me?” I asked.
“Suddenly, you have plans all night?”
“I’m sorry. Does that interfere with you using my body all night for your pleasure?”
“Yeah, it does,” he answered, not even bothering to sound the least bit ashamed of his words.