He stalked toward me slowly, one step at a time.His gaze lingered on my breasts, on the tattoo that wrapped around the side of my right breast, then slid to my stomach, down to my bare legs, and back to my face.He licked his lips seconds before he brought them to mine.
His kiss was slow and sensual and burned me with the passion I felt within it.Everything about Josh felt different.From the way he looked at me to the way he touched me, it was new.It was a heady combination.And I knew I wasn’t feeling the way I was because it had been a few years since I’d had sex, or because I was feeling restless in MacKellar Cove.It was all because of Josh.
His hands held my hips, keeping me close.His thumbs teased the skin under my waistband.I moaned into his mouth and reached for his erection, palming him through his shorts.
He groaned and thrust into my hand.I took the move as encouragement and slid my hand into his shorts and boxer briefs, wrapping my fingers around him.
“Fuck, that’s good,” he hissed.“I have to confess it’s been a while for me.”
“Me, too,” I whispered.
“You?How is that possible?”
I breathed a laugh and stroked him from root to tip.“You feel so good.”
His gaze softened as my non-answer registered.He nodded, accepting that I wasn’t ready to share the answer to his question.He cupped my cheeks and brought my lips to his, easily parting mine to lick his way inside.
His hands made a slow retreat from my cheeks down my throat to my breasts.He paused long enough to make me moan, then continued his trek to my shorts, waiting for me to squeeze his dick in approval.
He pushed my shorts and panties down, not pulling away from our kiss to get them past my thighs.Then his hand was between my legs, and I was pulling away with a moan.
“No batteries necessary today,” he teased me.
“I bought extra just in case.”
He chuckled.“A woman should always have extra.But I’m happy to be your substitute.”
I laughed as he pressed one thick finger inside me, moaning at the feel of him.“Oh, damn, that feels good.”
“How do you like to come?”
“It feels like you don’t need any instructions.”
“I want to know what feels good to you.”
“Don’t stop,” I breathed, remembering I still had his dick in my hand.I stroked him, feeling his fingers falter inside me.
“I’m not sure I can concentrate if you do that.”
“I’m not going to sit back and let you have all the fun.”
He laughed.“Then I think we need to move this to the bed.”He didn’t remove his hand.
“Without the clothes?”
“I like how you think.”He dragged his fingers over my clit on his exit, then brought his fingers to his mouth for a taste, groaning.
“That was hot,” I breathed.
He shoved his shorts and boxer briefs down in one quick move, stepping out of them toward the bed.
“That was, too.I might not need you to touch me to come.”
“Let’s not test that theory.I want to touch you.”
I exhaled a shaky breath and pushed my shorts and panties over my thighs until they slid to the floor on their own.I followed Josh toward the bed.He kissed me hard, tumbling onto the mattress with me.
His hands explored my body as we kissed again, settling between my thighs.He teased my clit, sliding his finger up and down, the friction making me moan.“Reegan.”
