And I love watching Josie with the baby. She loses all qualms and puts her whole heart and soul into loving him. It’s beautiful.
“He’s about to fall asleep. I’m going to put him in his crib…” I know exactly what she’s inferring as she trails off that sentence. I grab the back of her head and bring my mouth down to hers, kissing her hardily.
“If you want to hear me sing, all you have to do is ask, baby.” She smiles sheepishly and looks back down at Alec. She used to stand in the doorway and spy on me singing to Alec, but she gave up on being discreet, and now sits with me. If I don’t have my guitar, she sits in my lap humming along and laying against my chest, but when I do, she’s between my legs looking at the baby.
We come over a lot to help out. Brooke called Jos a week after having Alec, and broke down crying. She was too overwhelmed, so Josie and I came over and stayed with Brooke for a couple weeks. We learned quickly that having a baby is not as glamorous as people make it seem.
I follow her up the stairs and she lays him down gently, making sure he has his favorite pacifier and blanket. I sit down in the rocking chair and pat my thighs so she knows to sit down. She snuggles into me and leans her ear against my chest. It’s her favorite spot.
I start singing All my Loving by The Beatles, and it turns me on to hear the little pleased moan she lets out, melting into me further. I never knew that she liked to hear me sing until recently. I liked to sing and play the drums and guitar, but I didn’t know that she thought it was sexy.
She came in while I was playing the drums in the garage one day and would have fucked me right there if I hadn’t brought her back upstairs to my room. I can’t fucking wait until we’re able to move into the home we found. Then I can fuck her wherever the hell I want and not have to worry about someone coming in and catching us.
My dad came in once while I was fucking her up against the tack wall in the barn. Needless to say, there were a lot of stupid jokes made at dinner, much to Josie’s mortification. I love being inside of her out there in the barn. Something about that vanilla smell she emits and the smell of hay makes her even sexier to me. Another time, my mom about had a heart attack when she caught me eating Josie out on the kitchen counter in the middle of the night. She tasted better than the apple pie, so I couldn’t resist. My mom called me early that morning, telling me to get my ass over there and bleach her counters.
Anyway, when I found out she liked my singing, I started doing it more for her. And I not-so-politely told her that she shouldn’t sing along. Because she sucks. She’s a terrible singer.
When I finish the song, I’m so fucking turned on from the way she’s provocatively rubbing my thigh that I barely check to make sure that my main little man is asleep before picking her up and taking her into the hallway. I push her against the wall, and she’s right there with me, kissing me zealously and wrapping her legs around me.
Why the fuck did she wear jeans?
I move my mouth to her neck and attack it. Fucking love this neck. I bite her and suck her skin into my mouth making sure there’s no way anyone can deny that she’s taken. Sure hickeys are childish and I never put them on anyone growing up because I thought they were gross, but on Josie they look fucking gorgeous.
“Why the fuck didn’t you wear a dress, Jos?” I ask harshly, moving my mouth down her collar bone and into her cleavage. She moans and I push her harder against the wall, making her feel how hard she’s making my cock. I could already be inside of her if she had just worn one of her usual dresses, adding another pair of ripped panties to the storage bin we’re holding them all in. I’d say twenty pairs of ripped panties isn’t that bad, but Josie keeps getting mad at me for it, saying some bullshit about how she always has to buy new ones.
“I wanted to be comfy,” she says sweetly. But that innocence is altered quickly when I grab her tits and pull her shirt down with her bra so I can put my mouth on them. A sexy gasp falls from her lips as she bangs her head against the wall, and I suck her nipple into my mouth.
I push my hips into her again so the arousal in my jeans hits her sensitive spot between her legs. “If you keep moaning like that, I’m going to come, Jos.” I move to her other breast and tease that nipple with my teeth and tongue. She shivers and moans again. My fucking cock hurts.
I vaguely hear some hushed voices, but my mind is where my dick is and my dick wants to be inside this girl’s pussy, so I don’t pay attention. Josie’s hips grind against me as I suck on her firm skin and grab her thighs tightly.
“Oh lordie! They’re fucking outside my son’s bedroom!” Brooke squeals loudly. Fucking bitch. I groan against Josie’s skin and cover her chest while she fixes her shirt. We turn around to find Brooke giggling like crazy, and leaning against Brandon.
I think I liked her bitchiness better when she was pregnant over her being obnoxiously drunk. Brandon has a glazed look in his eyes and a sluggish grin on his face. I’m not completely sure that he has any idea what’s going on.
“Oh my god,” Josie whispers next to me. She covers her mouth to hide a laugh, but I don’t hold mine back. I throw my head back and laugh loudly.
“You fucking high, man?” I ask hitting Brandon’s shoulder. He’s got a bag of potato chips in one hand and a couple candy bars in his other hand.
“Yeah he is… getting lit the hell up in the car,” Brooke answers for him, giggling and rubbing his chest eagerly.
“Brooke! You can’t get high! You’ll get fired.” Josie says, shocked. I laugh again. Josie’s never done shit like that, so this is beyond scandalous for her.
“Oh hush, Josie. I’m not high, I’m drunk. But I’m gonna take the rest of the year off, anyway, so if I do it, it’s no big deal.” Josie’s eyes widen and her mouth parts in shock. Her dads weren’t overprotective, but she sure as hell is clueless right now.
“Sometimes,” Brandon starts, speech very lethargic, “…having a kid makes you need to resort to smoking a little pot to take off the edge.” I laugh again because the expression on his face makes it seem like he thinks he just made a profound speech, and then he starts walking to their room.
“Grab Brooke before she falls over, Jos,” I tell her, following them to their bedroom.
“Josie,” Brooke says reaching out and patting Josie’s cheek. “I always knew you and Seth had physics. You kept telling me no, but I knew you were lying. You two are perfect together.” Josie smiles at her sweetly and rubs her arm.
That made her happy to hear, I can tell.
“Josie?” Brooke starts again, once Josie puts her under the covers. I start pulling out some of their clothes and putting them on the bed as I listen.
“Yes, Brooke?”
“I love you so much. You’re my best friend. You make me forget that I don’t have a family who loves me, because you’re always here for me.” Josie sits next to her on the bed and strokes Brooke’s blonde hair.
“We are your family, Brooke. We’ll always be here for you.” That word “we” sends another jolt of warmth through my chest. She’s come so far in these last six months.
“Josie?” Brooke says. Brandon sits on the bed and starts eating some chips loudly.
“Yes, sweetie?”
“Sometimes I think everyone is a robot except me…”
My Josie tries her hardest not to laugh, but as soon as she looks back at me, she can’t help but bust out laughing. Brooke’s fucking crazy.
“I know, Brooke.” Josie gets up from the bed and grabs my hand.
“Brandon! Fuck your woman while we’re here to take care of your son.”
Brandon sends me a salute while we walk out of their room and close the door. Josie breaks out in a fit of giggles as soon as the door clicks and it I laugh with her. I pick her up and take her to the guest bedroom so I can make love to my woman.
“I love you,” she whispers into my neck, and licks me.
Never fucking gets old.
“I love you too, Jos,” I say roughly, putting her on t
he bed. I waste no time, and unfasten the button on her jeans and pull them off of her. I don’t even bother with her thong, I move the fabric over, and my mouth is on her hot cunt quickly.
My cock is hard and throbbing for her as soon as she lets out that first moan. The way this girl screams and moans for me drives me insane. She’s fucking sexy as hell. I groan as I lick her, loving that she’s already wet. She tastes so sweet, and it turns my instincts into something carnal when I continue to taste her. I need to lick her more. I fuck her hole with my tongue and my dick feels like it’s about to bust as she grinds against my face.
She tries closing her legs, but I grip her thighs to hold her still. One problem. Fucking thong has to go. I grip the flimsy material in my fist and pull them until the rip apart. I look up at her face filled with complete hunger, and I smirk.
“Just stop wearing them,” I say and bring my face back down to her sweet pussy. The more I taste her the more I need her. I move to her clit and suck it into my mouth. I slip two fingers inside of her and fuck her with them frantically while my mouth adds the pressure she needs on her clit. Her fingers dig into my scalp, and it encourages me more. I suck her, kiss her, lick her, lick down the length of her, and move back to her clit to start the process all over again. She writhes and moans loudly, getting closer to her brink.
I want that come. I need her come. Everything becomes more animalistic as I try to make her come for me.
“Seth…. You’re gonna make me come,” she gasps. My name on her fucking lips is fucking heaven; it makes me groan, shiver, and lick her harder. Her tiny hands make fists in my hair and she shakes, hips bucking vehemently against my face.
She lets out a loud scream and comes against my mouth. I can feel her clit throbbing with her orgasm and it’s the sexiest sensation ever. I lick her slowly as she calms down, looking up at her to watch as wild ecstasy turns into thorough satisfaction.
I climb up her body and take off my shirt. Her hands run over my stomach and chest, eyes shifting back to a heated desire once again. She reaches up and grabs the back of my neck to pull me down for a kiss. I love that her tongue seeks mine out enthusiastically even after eating her out. Girls I used to fuck always wanted me to wipe my mouth first, but Josie fucking loves it. It turns her on.
Turns me on, too. She continues to explore my mouth as her hand slips into my jeans, gripping my hard dick in her small hand. I moan against her mouth and lean back so I can take them off.
“Take off your shirt,” I tell her as I take off the rest of my clothes. She listens. Such a good fucking girl. As soon as my clothes are off I’m back on her, kissing her violently and running my rough hands all over her silky skin. I feel between her thighs, slipping two fingers into her to make sure she’s still wet for me. Fuck yes.
I pull back and grab the backs of her legs and put them on my shoulders. I want to be buried so fucking deep in her pussy. I move my hips forward and thrust into her until my balls hit her. I want to hear that slapping sound again- it’s fucking hot. I pull out and thrust into her vigorously again. So erotic.
I need to fuck her harder, so I grip her thighs tightly and rock my hips into her at a much faster pace. The more times I move in her, the better momentum my thrusts get. I fuck her relentlessly and deep, never getting enough of the screaming or the look in her eyes. She’s uninhibited, not caring about anything else but getting loved on by me.
My favorite look.
“Play with your clit, baby,” I say hoarsely. I need her to come again, and I’m about to bust any minute. She obeys, and starts rubbing circles on her swollen spot and she arches her back. I could lean down and play with it for her, but it’s sexier watching her do it herself. “So fucking sexy, Jos.”
I impale her harder, sweat gleaming on both of our bodies from the vigor of my movements. Her hand stills and her other hand digs her nails into my arm.
“Don’t come ‘til you say it, Jos,” I rumble, slowing down until she says it.
“I love you, Seth! Oh god, I fucking love you.” I smile and fuck her earnestly again so she can orgasm. Her thighs are covered in goose bumps and she lets out another loud cry as her eyes close and she comes around my cock. I still, and explode inside of her.
“Fuck yes,” I grumble, jerking from the pleasure. I kiss her legs, pull them off of my shoulders, and lay next to her, admiring the way she snuggles into me immediately.
Our breathing is heavy, her body is shaking, and my hands caress her naked skin. I love when she’s like this after sex, shivering from the passion and softening against me. I swear I fall in love with her all over again every fucking day.
“Seth,” she whispers.
I kiss the top of her head. “Hmmm?”
“You make me want things I didn’t think I’d ever want,” she admits into the darkness.
I kid you fucking not, my heart skips a beat. I pull her tighter into me, kissing her head again. “I feel the same way, Pussy Cat.”
Before she falls asleep in my arms, she says something that brings back a memory from the past and hope for our future.
“You were my light the whole time…” she whispers languorously, falling asleep a few seconds after.
Chapter 25
Josie
“I don’t know if I can go through with it,” Brooke cries into the phone.
I jerk awake at her words and sit up straight.
“What do you mean? What’s wrong?” I ask, worried. Seth stirs next to me, and his eyes flutter as he tries to wake up.
“I don’t know if I can do the whole marriage thing.”
“Brooke!” I whisper harshly, trying to not wake up Seth. “You’re getting married tomorrow! What happened?”
I hear her take a shuddering breath and release it. She sounds terrified. I can’t believe she’s getting cold feet the day before her wedding. March first came here sooner than we thought, but it’s been about a year since she got engaged, so I don’t understand her hesitance now.
“I don’t know! I just don’t know!” she starts crying again, and my heart hurts for her. Seth wraps and arm around my waist and kisses my hip. Very distracting.
“Okay, well you need to just take a deep breath and we’ll talk about it when we get our nails done today. That’s all. Just getting our nails done,” I say to reassure her. If she doesn’t look at it as if it’s for the wedding, then maybe she won’t freak.
“Ok” she breathes. “Just nails. Girl day.”
“That’s right, Brooke, just a girl day.”
“I can do that.”
“Good. We can talk when I get there, okay? But for now, just keep this to yourself.”
“To myself,” she says, breathing in again. “Okay.”
“Okay. I’ll see you soon.”
“K. Bye.”
We hang up and I lay back down.
“What was that about?” Seth asks groggily. I love his voice in the morning, deep and scratchy from sleep.
“Nothing.” I scratch the side of my nose, and try to snuggle in closer to him. He sits up on his elbow and looks down at me.
“You’re lying,” he states, simply. He knows me too well. I smile up at him guiltily, not sure if I should confess what Brooke just told me. I don’t want him blabbing to Brandon.
“Promise not to say anything?” He scrutinizes me briefly, debating if he should agree to that or not. “Just at least give me a chance to fix it first. Okay?”
“Fine,” he concedes.
“Brooke has cold feet.” I close my eyes tightly so I don’t have to look at him.
“Well, fuck…” He slides his arm under me and pulls me against his chest. “What’d she say?”
“She just said that she’s not sure if she can do the whole marriage thing. She didn’t say why or anything. I think she’s just scared. I’m going to try and figure it all out today when I see her.”
“The wedding is tomorrow. What the fuck is she thinking?”
“I have no clue,” I sigh. I didn�
�t expect this at all. Those two are so secure in their relationship. They’re great together, so this makes no sense.
“If you ever did that to me, backed out like that, I’d be pissed as hell. I don’t know if I could ever forgive you,” he admits, bleakly.
“Well, not that we’re getting married or anything, but I wouldn’t back out. There’d have to be one hell of a big reason for that kind of decision. Anyway, I don’t think she’s backing out, I just think she’s scared.”
“Yeah.”
He strokes my hair and we lay there together, sleep entirely evaporated. There’s no way she’s not going to marry Brandon. She loves him too much.
“You ready to move into the house in a couple days?” he asks, trying to cheer up the solemn mood. I grin up at him, and nod my head.
“Yes!”
It’s about time. We found the house in January, and we filed all the paperwork to buy it. Took a lot longer than we had hoped, but it’s perfect for our first home. That sounds crazy to hear. Our first home. It sounds so promising, like there is so much more to come with our relationship.
We’re allowed to move in tomorrow, but since the wedding is tomorrow, we’re waiting until the day after. We want to get it completely ready immediately after the wedding, because we’re watching Alec for a week while Brandon and Brooke go on their honeymoon.
He didn’t even need to ask to know if I’m ready. I’m beyond prepared and excited.
He smiles at me and plays with my hair. “Me too.”
When we finally get out of bed and get dressed, I start to feel sad. We haven’t spent a night apart since we got together six months ago, but tonight we aren’t sleeping together. Not a day has passed that I felt like I ever wanted to be without him. Even after Brandon and Brooke’s bachelor and bachelorette parties, he made me sneak into his hotel room. It was supposed to be completely separate parties, but I couldn’t stay away from him. We don’t bicker very often but we had been fighting earlier that day, so it only made sense to end the day with some hot, loud make up sex. We both were extremely turned on by the strippers earlier that evening, so that made the sex even hotter.
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