Page 143 of Stanton Unconditional

“That’s it, we are leaving.” He turns and pulls me off the dance floor by the hand and back over to the others. He signals to the bodyguards to get the cars; I stand still on the spot as I try to catch my breath. Cameron hands us both drinks and Joshua regrettably takes his and I smile. “Thank you,” I mouth. Everybody is talking around us but Joshua and I stand staring at each other, off in our own little world. My eyes drop down the beautiful man in front of me. White tight tank stretched over his rippled torso, green camouflage army pants that are bulging at the groin, green cap, dog chains and big black boots, dark sensual eyes. One could not even imagine having this as a sight to look at, dream about…let alone love. I’ve died and gone to heaven.

“Will you just go?” Abbie snaps into my ear. I frown at her in question.

“If I have to watch Joshua give you that come fuck me look one more time, I’m going to cry tears of blood. I can’t handle it, he’s too fucking hot! Tie him up.”

I giggle. “I know,” I whisper as I bite my lip.

He stands still with his legs wide, watching me as he drinks his beer. This is arousal, deep-seated…dangerously high arousal. He isn’t even talking to the boys and I know exactly how he feels. We are on a one-way track to orgasm, and nothing else matters. Everything else outside the two of us is trivial. He gets the signal from Ben and grabs my hand and kisses the back of it. “We are leaving,” he says to Cameron and the others.

I smirk at Abbie and wink as she mouths the word “Bitch.” I wave at the group as Joshua drags me out of the hall.

Joshua ushers me into the limo and immediately pushes the security screen up. He climbs in behind me and sits patiently as he waits for the screen to go up. I sit like a child waiting for my next instruction as I try to catch my breath. The screen goes up, he pulls me over and straddles my legs around him as he hitches up my dress. His hard erection digs into my softest part that is now dripping wet.

He groans as he runs his hands through my hair. “I want you. I have never wanted anything so much.” His tongue ploughs through my mouth as he grinds his hips into me and rocks me onto him. One hand is on my breast kneading it and the other is guiding my hip to rub me over his erection…back and forth…back and forth.

“Baby,” I sigh, “I’m going to come.” I whisper into his mouth as I quiver, trying to hold it.

“Come, you’re going to need all the lube you can get tonight, precious.” For ten minutes he grinds me hard onto him. I am in a squatting position and my feet are on the seat, and my under- pants are dripping wet. Back and forth…back and forth…back and forth…until I can hold it no longer and the dam breaks and I burst into orgasm. I cry out and he kisses me as I pant into his mouth. What must we look like? He in full army kit and me dressed like a nurse from a brothel dry humping each other in a car like a pair of horny teenagers.

We continue kissing and I can feel his arousal amping up by the minute as he is getting rougher and rougher with me. “I need that beautiful tight cunt around my cock now,” he growls, his breathing labored as he grinds my body over his. The car stops and he puts his head back against the head rest to calm himself as he pants while watching me. Boy, if the look he is giving me has anything to do with it, I really am going to cop it. I think I might need that cage now after all. He waits for a minute and then opens the door slowly and we gingerly climb out. The bodyguards all look away and I wonder what they must think of our behavior on the dance floor tonight. How do I keep forgetting they are watching everything we do? Joshua takes my hand, and we walk up to my apartment in silence. We get to my apartment and the guards do their mandatory security check. Joshua smiles lovingly at me and kisses the back of my hand and I melt. He’s perfect…absolutely perfect.

“It’s clear. We will be outside sir.”

Joshua’s eyes flick to me. “Downstairs will be fine thanks. I will call you if I need you.”

They nod and head down in the lift.

I smirk at him. “Why do they have to wait downstairs?”

He raises an eyebrow as he leads me into my apartment. “I don’t want my staff listening to my girl scream all night, that’s why.” He throws me onto the lounge, sits next to me and immediately unzips his pants. Jeez, let’s get straight to it then…what the hell. He grabs his wallet and pulls out a condom and opens it and rolls it on.

I frown. “What are you doing?” I ask.

“Getting ready to fuck my girl,” he whispers darkly as he rolls it down his length.

“Why are you putting a condom on?”

He smirks sexily as he strokes himself. “Because I have plans for you in a minute and I am not eating my semen.”

My eyes widen. “Oh,” I whisper.

“Yes, oh,” he smiles. He lifts me and pulls me over his lap to straddle him and starts to rub me over him again as he kisses me deeply. His pants are open, and he is free.

“I haven’t had sex with a condom since I was seventeen,” I say quietly.

He pulls back and he looks at me tenderly.

I give him a bashful smile. I’m embarrassed I just said that out loud. I just cemented how inexperienced I am. He kisses me again more urgently and rips my underpants off and throws them on the floor and then he lifts me over him.

“Josh…I can’t take you like this straight up. You know that,” I whisper as I start to panic.

“Shut up and fuck me,” he snaps, and he slams me down onto him with his hands on my shoulders. I cry out from the shock of the overwhelming fullness and my head throws back. Shit…okay, I am…He lifts me and slams me back down and my legs open further as I feel myself moisten and open for him as he slides in as far as he can go.

My eyes widen and his eyes darken. “That’s it, baby, take me…feels good doesn’t it?” he grinds out, his mouth is open and slack as his eyes drop to my lips.

He grabs my waist and waits for me to adjust to the overwhelming sensation as he pants, trying to control himself from moving. My heart is racing out of control. This is what I need, for him to take me uninhibited without concern for being gentle, being quiet or being committed. I kiss him roughly and mouth the words, “Fuck me.” His eyes roll back in his head and he really starts to move me as his hands grab my shoulders for leverage from behind. He’s so hard, so deep…and so damn hot. He’s completely taking me over and there is not a damn thing I can do about it. I close my eyes as I try to deal with the intense punishing rhythm.

“Your beautiful cunt is so tight around my cock. Can you feel it?” he growls as his hips work at a piston pace.