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.
