“I was talking about you.” I was starting to wake fully and his hands on my bare skin had a completely different effect than what Josi’s had. More than just my brain was coming alive. “If you want to eat dinner then you might want to step back and take your hands with you.”
“Are you enjoying my hands on your body, Detective?” Josh dug his hands into my flesh and muscles a little deeper instead of stopping.
I rolled over on my back. “What do you think?” The way my erection tented the white sheet indicated just how much I liked it.
“What do we have here?” Josh slid a hand down my chest and beneath the sheet to fist my cock. “Mmmm, so hard.” Josh pulled back the sheet to my knees and stared at my obvious desire for him. “We can’t have you walking about public in this condition, all cocked and ready to fire. You might scare the good citizens of Blissville.”
“What do you suggest?” I asked playfully.
“We need to release the pressure built up inside you and then you’ll be presentable for public.” He began working my cock with sure strokes while I stared up at his face that was etched with a serious expression as he focused on giving me pleasure.
After several strokes, he released my dick and reached for the oil that Josi had used on my skin. His eyes took on a wicked gleam as he rubbed the slick oil into his hands. My body tensed with anticipation of having his slick hands back on my cock. Josh fisted my dick with one hand and cupped my balls with the other. I gripped the sides of the table hard as my body jerked with pleasure as he began to stroke me again while massaging my balls at the same time.
“Josh… So good.”
He laughed in evil delight, causing goose bumps to pebble up all over my skin. I kicked the sheet off my legs and spread them a little to give him better access to my balls that had been pinned between my thighs. Josh leaned over my body and took advantage of the invitation. I felt his slicked finger press against my puckered entrance. He teased me by circling his finger around and around before he pushed lightly against my hole without penetrating it. I ached to feel the friction of his finger rasping over the sensitive opening. Josh looked at me for permission and I nodded.
Josh took his time teasing me open while he continued to stroke my dick. My hips reacted to his touch automatically as my body craved more friction on my cock and a deeper penetration in my ass. The devious smile that spread across Josh’s face told me he was quite aware of the tormented pleasure he was giving me.
He slid his finger all the way inside me and crooked it up to hit my prostate just right. I drew my knees up and grinded my hips down on his fist pressed against my ass. It had been so long since I’d been touched so intimately and it drove me insane. I wanted Josh to be naked so I could see how much he enjoyed pleasing me.
I shifted my hand from the edge of the table to rub the back of it over the zipper on his black jeans so I could feel his erection pressing against the fabric. He was as painfully hard as I was and I wanted him just as desperately as I wanted to come. It wasn’t easy freeing his erection with one hand, but I didn’t stop until I had his velvety hard flesh in my hand.
“Unh,” Josh groaned as I began stroking him at the same pace he worked my cock.
Josh closed his eyes and titled his head back as pleasure rolled through his body. The only sound in the room were soft moans and the slick sound of his oiled hands working my flesh. I wanted to drop to my knees and take him to the back of my throat but I was unable to move; a slave to the sensations he gave me, especially when he began working his finger in and out of my ass. It felt so damn good and I greedily wanted more and more from him until there were no boundaries we didn’t cross.
Josh opened his eyes and I saw so much lust and need in their hazel depths. “I’m going to come.”
“Right there with you.”
I kept my eyes on his until I saw his body tense and felt the warm splash of his cum on my thigh. I lowered my eyes and watched as he emptied his balls all over my leg and hand. Then I let my body relax and stopped fighting the urge to come. My back arched off the table with the intensity of my orgasm. Josh kept massaging my prostate, causing me to come harder and longer than usual, and didn’t stop until the last of my seed spilled onto my stomach. I was shocked by the amount of cum that coated my chest and stomach.
I lay there breathing heavily on the massage table and absorbed the blissful expression on Josh’s face. I wanted to hold onto the moment, store it in my memory bank in case he decided to shut me out again. I inherently knew nothing was ever going to be easy with Josh. He was a complex man who held me at arm’s length when all I really wanted was to hold him in my arms. Something about him made me want to push away every bad memory he had and replace them with happier ones of us.
He could hurt me really bad, in fact, he already had. There was no guarantee that he wouldn’t again and I needed to be prepared for it, but not that night. Nope, I was getting dinner with him after he blew my mind with a hand job to rival all others. He definitely would’ve received the gold medal if hand jobs were an Olympic sport.
“Give me a minute to clean up and we’ll go get some dinner.” I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the table. I saw Josh stiffen like he was having second thoughts about having dinner with me. My hand snaked out and wrapped around his arm and tugged him to me until he stood between my legs. “Please.”
He thought about it for a long time, but this time he kept his eyes locked on mine rather than close them or turn away from me. I saw the apprehension in his eyes and wished that I could say something to ease the doubts he felt. I didn’t know who or what caused him to be so gun shy, I only knew I wanted to make it better; if only he would let me.
“Dinner at the diner with you.” Josh leaned forward, balancing himself on my thighs. “This doesn’t mean that I like you yet or that we’re going steady.”
“Going steady?” I couldn’t help but get a kick out of his old-fashioned phrasing. “And here I hoped to woo you.”
Josh rolled his eyes and tried to step back from me, but I gripped his wrists and held him there. I needed a quick taste of him. His eyes watched my mouth as I slowly lowered it to his. His tongue darted out and licked his lips in preparation or excitement. A soft snarl of need escaped my throat seconds before I captured his soft lips with mine.
Josh didn’t bother to fight me either; instead, he pulled a hand away from my hold to reach up and fist my hair to hold my head in place as he became the aggressor in our kiss that went on for a long time. Josh slowed our kiss incrementally until it ended rather than pull back abruptly. He looked into my eyes as he panted against my lips. “You better get cleaned up or else we won’t be leaving here anytime soon.” He reached down and tucked his semi erect penis away then he pulled a towel off of the shelf and handed it to me. “You might need two towels.” His eyes roamed all over my chest.
I cleaned up and dressed quickly because I hadn’t eaten in several hoursandI was eager to spend time with him. I hoped to get to know him better, perhaps peel off a layer or two as I got closer to the parts of the man he kept hidden. I was prepared for him to drive separately, even though I didn’t like it, so I was shocked when he followed me to my Charger. I had clicked the key fob to start the car before we left the warmth of his house. He chuckled when a hard shiver worked its way through my body.
“It’s not that cold yet,” Josh said, trailing behind me.
“I’m from Florida,” I said in way of explanation.
“Ahhh, then it probably feels like twelve below freezing to you then.” He was right, it did.
I unlocked the car as we approached then opened the door for him. Josh stood there staring at me for several seconds before he slid into the car. I got the impression that he wasn’t used to kind gestures of any sort when it came to men. I decided I wanted to change that right away.
