“Enough to know we need to get a move on with these listings.” She kissed the back of my neck and led me back to the kitchen table by the hand.
“I love you so damn much.” I exhaled a long sigh of relief. After spending most of my life with Brianna, moments like these made me wonder if she was even real.
She smiled before pulling me in for a soft kiss.
“Sara’s right. Victoria’s fatherisa really nice guy.”
Brianna
THINGS WERE MOVINGso damn fast, I didn’t have any time to think, let alone breathe. I was both jumpy and dead tired. We were moving in a week, and Victoria would be moving with us. I was excited to have her, but something was weighing on me. Maybe it was knowing that she would be the only child we’d bring into our new home. Okay, I didn’tknowthat, but I couldn’t describe the state of my mind. One second I was making peace with my new situation and moving forward, the next I was angry and morose. The closer I became to having a real life with Josh, the more infuriated I was with what was taken away from us, well . . . taken away fromme.
Last night was the first solid night of sleep I’d had in I couldn’t remember how long. In fact, I woke up to remnants of a sexy dream instead of the usual torturous nightly thoughts that left me restless and hollow in the morning. When my eyes popped open, the throbbing between my legs had me half way to orgasm.
My fuzzy vision came into focus on two tatted up arms wrapped around my thighs, spreading them wide. When soft lips wrapped around my clit and the glorious scratch of stubble scraped against my core, I wasverypleasantly surprised my dream was reality.
“Josh, what are you . . . ? Ahhh right there.”
“You’re awake, finally.” He lifted his head from between my legs, a sly grin dancing across his wet lips. “I woke up, and you looked so fucking good, I wanted to eat you for breakfast. Now, where was I?”
I reached down and grabbed the back of his head as I bucked my hips off the bed. I needed to come so badly, it ached. His hand slid up my torso and grabbed one of my breasts, rubbing his thumb over the nipple before giving it a hard pinch between his fingers. His lips and tongue were all over me, sucking faster and licking harder. I shut my eyes and wanted to soar, far away from Earth. My legs stiffened as the tingles that danced across my body became a blinding throb. I was chasing my breath when Josh climbed up the bed and drew me into his side.
“You’re gorgeous when you come, did I ever tell you that?” His hand fisted in my hair as he crashed his mouth against mine. I could still taste myself, making me even crazier with want.
I said nothing in reply before I pushed him back onto the mattress. I felt for the hem of his shirt and inched it up to his neck. Before he could pull it over his head, my lips made a trail over his chest, nipping down his pecs then his abs. My tongue traced every inked line over the hard muscle, and even though I’d just had an orgasm, I felt the stirrings of another one. Josh was my drug, and I needed the high to numb the pain.
“So good, baby . . .” Josh let out a sharp gasp when I yanked down the elastic of his sweatpants and took him in my mouth. I usually took my time, measuring out long licks and open-mouthed kisses up and down his length. This time, I was too ravenous for technique. I sucked him all the way to the back of my throat, ignoring the watering of my eyes when my gag reflex was tested.
My eyes drifted up his body, the ripples of abs heaving up and down.
“Bri, baby, I’m close,” he rasped as he fisted my hair.
I let him go with a pop before I sat up to straddle his legs. I sank down on him and reveled in the faces he made along with the groans and grunts I’d heard moments before. He leaned forward and dropped his head to my chest, pulling my nipples with his teeth as I rode him faster.
“That’s my girl,” Josh whispered. “Don’t stop, Bri.” He cupped my neck and kissed me. It was sloppy and desperate, but his tongue sliding against mine was exactly what I needed to fall over the edge a second time. Groaning my name before he filled me, Josh clutched my hips as he shook from his release. I loved when his body quivered after, as if it took everything out of him. Our love was primal and raw, the kind of stuff people wrote about. I guessed if I was lucky enough to live the fairy tale, I had to sacrifice some of the happy ending.
I slumped against him as he stayed inside me, my forehead resting on Josh’s sweaty brow.
“That was a hell of a lot better than coffee, don’t you think?”
I laughed as he buried his head into my neck and nibbled at sensitive skin behind my ear. I let my head fall to his shoulder and wrapped my arms around him.
“Hey,” Josh tucked a damp lock of hair behind my ear. “Are you okay, Cupcake?”
I nodded as I slowly climbed off the bed. “Better than coffee, for sure.” I smiled at Josh before he pulled me back.
“You can talk to me. You know that, right? Above anything else, I’m still your best friend.”
A chuckle escaped me. “Best friends? I’d say we were just a little more than friends, no?” I kept laughing but Josh’s smile faded.
“You’re the most important person in my life, and I hate that you’re unhappy—even though you fight like hell to hide it. I’d give anything if you weren’t.” He grabbed my hand and kissed the top of my wrist.
“Some days are better than others.” I shrugged. “That’s all I can say right now. I’m going to take a quick shower and go to the coffee shop to get some writing done.”
Sales went pretty well for my first novel; at least for an unknown debut author. An idea came to me for a part two, and I’d been plotting it out in between feeling sorry for myself. Maybe writing would bring me out of my funk? I was willing to give it a try.
“Why can’t you stay here?” Josh’s voice was small as he kept hold of my hand. “I’ll be quiet.”
“It’s not about being quiet. We’re in the midst of boxes and chaos. I think stepping away would help.” And not having to worry about him worrying aboutmesounded great, too.
