Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 128417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 642(@200wpm)___ 514(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 642(@200wpm)___ 514(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
“I love it,” I murmur as Josh’s lips gently press into mine.
He moans his agreement into my mouth. “Me, too.”
Goose bumps erupt all over my body. These words are making my heart pang.
Josh raises my arms above my head, pins my wrists together with one of his large palms, and proceeds to slowly kiss and touch his way down my arms all the way down to my mouth, where he sucks my lower lips and teases me mercilessly for a while with tender kisses, until finally leaving my mouth for my breasts. Oh God, I’m already writhing with pleasure and we’re just getting started. His lips leave my breasts and trail down to my belly, where he swirls my belly ring in his mouth, and then moves on to laying soft kisses on my hip bone and pelvis.
“You smell so good,” he breathes. “I’m rock hard for you.”
I’m on fire.
When his lips finally move to the sensitive folds between my legs, I let out a long, low moan, already on the cusp of climax, and when his tongue finds my clit, I grip the sheet and arch my back, my body clenching and releasing forcefully.
“You’re amazing, baby,” he says, his mouth lapping at me. “I love the way you get off.”
When my orgasm subsides, he works his way back up my body, kissing, sucking, caressing, massaging, and licking me into a frenzy.
I’m enraptured.
His face is suddenly in mine. Oh God, I could stare into those blue eyes forever. The room is spinning. He cups my cheek in his palm and presses his warm skin into the full length of my body. “I can’t get enough of you, baby,” he says.
“I’m addicted, Josh,” I reply. “I’m totally addicted to you.”
He slides his fingertips between my legs, brushing my wetness gently until I’m squirming and yelping with arousal, and I return the favor, touching him exactly the way he’s touching me—adoringly. We kiss and kiss, caressing each other gently as we do, until both of us are trembling and making sounds of extreme arousal.
I feel transported. I can’t think. I can only want. I wrap my legs around him, pressing my body into his. “Please,” I breathe. I’m trembling with desire. “Please. I want you, Josh. Please.” I’m using a phrase I’ve used with him before: I want you. But this time I mean it in a new way. This time, I’m telling him the bare truth: I want him, not just sexually. I want him to be mine in every way. I’ve never ached like this before. My heart hurts. “I want you, Josh,” I say again. “I want you so much it hurts.” Oh my God, I feel like crying, I want him to be mine so, so much.
“I’m all yours,” he says. He parts my legs and slides his hardness inside me, burying his shaft deep inside me, kissing me deeply as he does, stroking my hair, sucking on my lower lip again, thrusting his body slowly in and out of mine—and all of it as “Let It Go” continues to swirl around us.
I caress his ass and dig my fingers into him and he responds by thrusting passionately into me. “Why do you always feel so fucking good?” he asks, his voice strained.
“Josh,” I breathe. But that’s all I can manage. I’m feeling too overwhelmed to say more. With each thrust of his body, each time his chest rubs against mine, each touch of his lips, my heart feels like it’s physically reaching outside of my chest to join with his.
Sex with Josh has never been like this before. He’s fucked my brains out many times, made me literally pass out with pleasure, but this feels different. It doesn’t feel so much like he’s fucking me, it feels more like he’s... what was that word he used when he talked about the way Jonas loves? It feels like he’s worshipping me.
I’ve no sooner had the thought than I’m jolted with a palpable electric current. Holy hell, it’s like someone flipped a switch on our mutual circuit breaker.
“What the fuck?” Josh says softly, his body moving with mine.
Oh my God. He feels it, too?
“What is that?” he asks, his voice ragged.
“I don’t know,” I choke out.
He touches my face and kisses me, his passion spiking. “What the fuck are you doing to me?”
I shake my head and press my palm into his chest, right onto his mother’s name. “I don’t know.”
As the song builds, so does the crazy electricity between us. It feels too big to contain, too pleasurable to bear.
Suddenly, I don’t want an inch of separation between us. I want all of him. Every inch. I hitch my legs up higher around his thrusting body, as high as I can manage, trying to coax him into the farthest recesses of my body and he responds by guiding my thighs to his shoulders. And that’s all it takes to send my body releasing with an orgasm so pleasurable, it makes my eyes water.