Josiah
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Pepper’s hands ran up my chest, and though it was stupid as fuck, I’d never been so happy to have a semi-new shirt on.
Having been homeless for the past few years, it was the little things that made an impact, and a lot of people didn’t realized that being homeless wasn’t about having no job or home; it was about having no hope, and like most drugs, the loss of hope could get you in its talon-like grip and never let go.
“Christ, I want to be enough to deserve you, Pepper,” I told her honestly. “When I slide inside you, I want to be enough.”
Whenever things got delicate, Pepper always avoided looking at me, and I think it was because she was scared that her candidness might frighten me away.
“Remember how you told me that I didn’t know you?
” she whispered as she began unbuttoning my shirt.
“Well, that goes both ways, Josiah. So, if you want me to respect that there’s more to you than what I see, then please return the favor.
Don’t tell me that I don’t deserve you when you don’t know what it is that I feel whenever I look at you. ”
My heart got stuck in my throat as Pepper’s hands pushed my shirt off my shoulders, and I honestly didn’t know if I possessed enough control to make this good for her.
I wanted her more than I’d wanted anything in a long time, and I could feel my hands beginning to shake with each caress of her fingers.
Pepper was touching me as if I were an expensive piece of art, and it made me want to devour her completely.
“Fair enough,” I said, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. “But I have to warn you of something before we take this any further, Pepper.”
She looked up at me, her blue eyes bright with a need that I never thought that I’d ever see again. “What?”
“Once I get my hands on you, there’ll be no going back for me,” I warned her. “I’m going to keep you, and I don’t care how rough things might become later.”
“You’re underestimating me again, Josiah Austin,” she said before placing a kiss on my chest. “I don’t scare easily.”
Not being able to help myself any longer, I grabbed Pepper by her face, then slammed my lips down on hers, something that I’d been wanting to do since I first met the crazy spitfire.
Opening her mouth, I felt her hands grip my jeans as her tongue snaked out to invite me in, and I could feel my eyes stinging with how Pepper Milo was breathing life back into me.
She was kissing me back, holding onto me like she never wanted to let me go, and hope bloomed in my chest with every breath that she took.
When I finally broke free from her, I said, “Baby, I need you now. I can’t wait until we get home.”
“Then don’t wait,” she replied, and she should be frightened with just how much I wanted her.
With the permission that I never thought I’d ever have, I reached for her hips, thankful that she’d chosen to wear a summer dress today.
Normally, she was clad in a mess of denim, cotton, and polyester that may or may not match, but today she had chosen something simple, and I’d never been more grateful for that simplicity as I was in this moment.
Placing my right hand on her chest to push her to lay down, I used my other hand to lift her dress, and when a pair of pink panties with volleyballs peeked out at me, I couldn’t help but smile. Pepper Milo was definitely one of a kind, and after today, she was going to be all mine.
As soon as she had her back against the top of the table, I pulled her panties down over her thighs, and before they could even hit the floor, I was on my knees, my face diving in like a starved man, which I was, though I hadn’t realized just how much until now.
“Oh, God...” she moaned as her hands found themselves in my hair.
My heart was beating dangerously inside my chest as my tongued tasted every inch of her cunt, and Pepper tasted just as amazing as I’d suspected. While I’d been joking this morning about eating her pussy for breakfast, now that I was experiencing it, it wasn’t a joke anymore.
With blood violently rushing through my ears, I ate Pepper’s pussy like I wanted to live down here, and when I slipped two fingers in her soak channel, her hips rose up to meet me halfway, and I had to wonder about the last time that Pepper had slept with someone because she was tight as fuck around my fingers, almost making me cross-eyed with the feeling.
“Don’t stop...” she choked out, her body turning and stretching with need. “Please...don’t stop...”
Little did she know that I wasn’t going to stop until she made a mess of my face. I wanted this woman begging for me, and I wasn’t going to stop until she vowed to keep me forever.
“Josiah...oh, God...”
Pepper’s hands pulled at my hair as she came all over my tongue and fingers, and hearing her call out my name like a prayer made everything in my chest feel tight.
Like I’d suspected, she wasn’t holding anything back, and I could only imagine what she was going to be like once I got her to fall in love with me.
Still not finished with her, I kept licking her pussy until she was finished dripping on my face, and when I went for her clit again, it hadn’t taken her long before she erupted again, and she was so loud that I might have to stuff her panties in her mouth to keep the cops from being called.
Nonetheless, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Josiah, please...” she mewled as her body trembled for me again. “Please...”
While I’d love to spend more time with my face between her legs, I was still very aware that we were at work, and I was also very aware that we’d have all night to finish what we’d started once we got home.
I was finally going to be able to take her and do everything that I’d been fantasizing about since first meeting her.
“Tell me you want me,” I ordered as I stood up to grab the damn bag with the box of condoms in it. “Tell me you want me, and only me, Pepper.”
“I want you...” she panted, obeying me in a way that had my dick painfully hard. “I want you like this all the time, Josiah...”
Practically ripping the box open, I asked, “When can I fuck you without these goddamn things?’
Pepper perched herself up on her elbows, and I thanked God that she hadn’t closed her legs. “When we both get physicals, and it’d probably be a good idea for me to get on birth control.”
“I’ll make us appointments first thing on Monday,” I said seriously.
Pepper’s blue eyes lit up as she eyed me. “I don’t know...you look very sexy doing that.”
She really was going to be the death of me.
~
Pepper~
As I watched Josiah put the condom on, I could feel my entire body tremble with anticipation. Not only was he blessed with both length and girth, but he was also just so damn beautiful. Everything about him reminded me of a priceless sculpture that you could touch but not feel.
Otherworldly was what he was.
When he was back between my spread legs, his chocolate-colored gaze raked over me wolfishly, and a violent shutter raced throughout my body.
Josiah was no longer the homeless man that had come out of nowhere to help me.
Instead, the person that stood before me was the man that had spent his entire life defending his country, doing things that only a few had the courage to do.
“This is the last time that I’ll ask this, Pepper,” he said. “Are you sure about this?”
I wasted no time nodding my consent. “More than you will ever know.”
Josiah’s dark gaze lowered as I felt him pushing against me, and between his size and my dry spell, I was going to be deliciously sore in the morning, but I didn’t care. Whatever price that I had to pay for this moment, I knew with all my heart that it was going to be worth it.
I let out a deep moan, closing my eyes as I dropped back on the table, and when I opened my legs further, Josiah started letting out a string of curses, but I was too wrapped up in my own feelings to worry about him going out of his mind right now.
“Fuck, Pepper,” he grunted. “Baby, I can’t...you’re so fucking tight...I’m...Christ, I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to last.”
“Just last long enough...” I panted, not caring about anything else. “You can fuck me all night long once we get home...”
Josiah let out a deep groan as his hands went to the insides of my thighs, spreading my legs further. “I want to see my dick stretching out your pretty pussy, baby.”
The pussy that he was referring to clenched as his dirty words rang in my ears, and it was hard not to be turned on by man that was just as involved in the sex as you were. While I didn’t need a man to recite me poetry during sex, I did prefer it if he was engaged enough to show it.
Closing my eyes, I let myself get lost in the feeling of Josiah pushing every inch of his dick inside me, and I almost wept over the forgotten memories of what it’d felt like to have a man possess you like this. I’d forgotten what it’d felt like to be wanted unequivocally.
“You feel so fucking good, baby,” he rasped as the rhythm of his hips began to match my need for him. “So fucking good.”
“I need more...” I demanded, wanting to feel him everywhere.
My eyes popped open when I felt Josiah wrap one hand around my neck, then yank me upward. His lips devoured mine as he kept sliding inside me as far as he could possibly go, and the table scraped the floor with each thrust into my body.
Needing to hang onto something, I grabbed his forearm as his hips crashed against me, and all I could do was cry out his name as the pleasure began to build deep in the pit of my soul.
Josiah buried every inch of himself with each push of his hips, and for someone that claimed to be out of practice, it didn’t feel like it.
Josiah was hitting every sweet spot inside me, and it wasn’t going to be long before I came for him.
“Josiah...don’t stop...God, please...” I begged against his lips.
“Not until you’ve soaked me through, baby,” he promised.
I dropped my head back, taking each of his brutal thrusts, and I didn’t care that we were at the shop or that people walking by could probably hear me. I didn’t care about anything other than what Josiah Austin was making me feel, and I wanted this to last until neither of us could walk anymore.
“Cum for me, Pepper,” he ordered. “Show me how much you want my dick.”
“Don’t stop...” I repeated. “Just don’t stop...”
“C’mon, baby...give it to me.”
“Josiah...” I choked out as pleasure wracked my entire body, my orgasm hitting me like a freight train, white spots dancing behind my eyes like a mesmerizing light show.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” he grunted. “Your pussy is strangling my cock, baby.”
“Yes...” I whimpered, my orgasm wiping me out.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chanted, and when he pushed me back down on the table, that’s when I knew that he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Pepper, I’m cumming,” he warned me, and all I could do was lie there and take it.
I wasn’t sure how long Josiah kept thrusting into me, but when he finally began to soften, I made no effort to move or even help him free himself. I just laid on the table, my body a spent mass of nothingness.
However, when Josiah finally pulled out all the way, I let out a little gasp, the ache of being used already setting in. Of course, it wasn’t anything that he couldn’t kiss all better when we got home. Since we were using condoms, I didn’t see any reason why we couldn’t continue the foreplay.
“That was fantastic,” I finally muttered.
“While I agree that you were magnificent, you need to up your standards, baby,” he chuckled. “Ten minutes of sex isn’t exactly something to write home about.”
“It is if you can make me cum in those ten minutes,” I retorted.
I felt Josiah reach for my arms, and as he pulled me up to sit, he said, “It would be if this was just about sex, but it isn’t. At least, not for me.”
“Well, since we’re both out of practice, I say that we work on upping our stamina together,” I said, winking at the gorgeous man.
“Starting tonight,” he agreed as he tucked a wayward strand of my hair behind my ear. “I also meant what I said about getting checked out. I want to cum inside you more than I want to live.”
I leaned forward, then placed a kiss on his bare chest. “Luckily for you, I’m agreeable to that.”
Taking my face in his hands, Josiah leaned down to kiss me, and it had to be the sweetest kiss that had ever touched my lips.
It was like he was trying to prove to me that this thing between us was about more than just sex, but I could already feel that it wasn’t, so he didn’t need to worry about that.
Pulling back to look down at me, he said, “I can easily fall in love with you, Pepper Milo.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“Always so direct,” he chuckled.
“Answer the question,” I ordered, eyeing him closely.
“Since everything about you is good, then I’d have to say that it’s a good thing,” he finally answered.
“Are you still scared?”
“Terrified, baby,” he admitted, but the smirk on his lips suggested otherwise.
“Good,” I teased. “If it’s not scary, then what’s the point?”