by Bianca Vix
My own hands cover my breasts but it’s Josh’s lips that I’m feeling. He’s just so hot. His firm jaw. His strong hands.
Those strong hands.
I remember every detail about him. Whenever an exercise I was doing got difficult, I looked at him for inspiration. Now he’s giving me another kind of inspiration.
This one’s so much better.
At times like this, I don’t usually think of any specific guy. It’s more about getting to orgasm. General thoughts of sex are always good enough for me.
Not this time. Josh might as well be right here with me. His naked body is easy to imagine, even though I’ve never seen it. It’s his fingertips stroking down my body. Exploring every inch of my eager, very ready body.
My heart’s pumping fast. I can’t decide if I want his tongue or his fingers on my clit, so in my mind he’s using both, one after the other, knowing how to make me lose all control.
I can’t wait for his cock. Big and hard, he spreads me wider as I take his whole length for the very first time.
I want my vibrator, but I don’t want to stop now, even for the short moment it would take to grab it. I work my clit fast as I imagine Josh’s body covering mine completely. I’m gasping as I feel his hands all over my body instead of my own.
I actually cry out when I crash over the edge. We’re coming together, Josh and I, as he pounds into me without missing a beat. My orgasm goes on far longer than usual.
Thank you, Josh.
My heart’s still beating fast when I pull on my mini sleep dress. It gets too cool in my place to sleep naked.
But as tired as I am, I can’t sleep. Thoughts of Josh are still dancing around in my brain. And then, without warning, someone else comes into my mind. The guy at reception. Ryan.
And he’s just as naked as Josh.
I can’t resist. I’m too wired. It doesn’t take long before I’m coming again, this time to images of Ryan and what he and I could be doing together.
Okay.
That was different.
So I don’t usually think about a specific guy when I masturbate. I’ve definitely never, ever thought about one right after another.
Ryan’s just as hot as Josh, so maybe it makes sense even though we barely spent more than a couple of minutes together.
Not that it matters, because that was a lot of fun.
Gathering the sheets around me, I close my eyes to try and get to sleep. My pulse is still pounding from my second incredible orgasm, and I have to try some relaxation breathing to calm down. I’m getting there when my eyes fly open as a great idea hits me hard.
I don’t know why I didn’t think of it sooner.
I could ask Josh out. Have him in my bed for real.
I’ve never asked a guy out in my life. Maybe that’s because I’ve never met one that I wanted to ask out. Whatever the reason, it never even occurred to me to do. I always waited for the guy to ask me first. I could waste weeks or even months trying different ways to get a guy to notice me, to try to send out interested vibes or whatever.
Screw that. I’m making changes for the better in my life. Why stop with physio?
Hell, I could even ask Ryan out. But there’s something about him that makes me back away from that idea. He’s really gorgeous, sure. But I haven’t spent any time with him, not like I have with Josh. I don’t know a thing about Ryan. I mean, I don’t know that much about Josh. But I’ve spent enough time with him to get a sense of who he is. And so far, I like what I’ve seen.
Yes. I want to do this. I love this idea. Anything that makes me this excited and nervous has got to be something worth paying attention to. This is how I felt when I first decided to move to New York. And that was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
I’m doing it. I’m going to ask a man out for the first time in my life. And I’m not going to delay, no matter how nervous the idea makes me. I’m doing it after our next session.
I’m still planning out what I’m going to say as I drift off. I’ve come up with a dozen ways to do it and rejected them all. I’ll figure it out.
I can’t wait.
Chapter 3
Maiya
Today’s the big day. Time’s passing by in a blur. I keep going back and forth from being really excited to so nervous, I can’t eat lunch. At one point, I almost change my mind. I mean, Josh could reject me flat-out. That would suck beyond belief. And then I’d have to see him in physio. He’s good at what he does, so I don’t want to stop going to him. Maybe I should wait. Get through my sessions and then ask him out at the end.
“What’re you up to?” Helen startles me out of my cycling thoughts. “You’re concentrating so hard, it’s like you’re trying to solve world hunger or something.”
I shake my head. “Oh. Nothing much. Just zoning out for a minute.”
Normally I’d tell Helen everything. She’s my best work friend. I wouldn’t be in physio now if it wasn’t for her helping me by repeatedly lighting a fire under me to get going with it.
But something’s holding me back from telling her about Josh and what I want to do. I think it’s because I want to work this out for myself. I want to be able to do it on my own, without needing any encouragement.
Because this time’s going to be all me.
“You want to go get a coffee?” She leans over my cubicle wall. “I can’t keep my eyes open. I didn’t get much sleep.”
“Yeah, let’s go.”
By the time Helen and I have our double-shot coconut mochas, she’s told me all about the third date she went on last night. I made my own decision before she even started. I’m not changing my mind on this. I’m asking Josh out. I nearly let it slip to Helen, but I caught myself just in time.
Finally the day ends. I have to hurry to make it to my physio appointment on time. I made sure to get the last one of the day, so Josh won’t have to get right to another patient after me. And also because I think I might just go for super casual. Just ask him out for a drink that we can go get right away. It’s easier than attempting to score a weekend dinner date so soon.
Once I get to the studio, I change quickly into the new workout clothes I went out and bought last night. I’ve got a much prettier outfit now and everything fits my body a lot better than the old clothes I threw on for our first session.
Yes. I’m ready now.
Josh’s already there when I arrive. “Hey, Maiya.” His face definitely brightens up when he sees me. “How’ve you been doing?”
“Great. Really good. I’ve been doing the exercises you gave me, and it’s going really well.” I’m talking way too fast. I’ve got to slow down and get through our session first.
“Excellent. Let’s get started, and I can see how much difference they’ve made.”
This session is a different kind of torture today. I have no idea if Josh will want to go out with me. In my mind, we’re already a couple. I’m jumping the gun way, way too far. I know it. But being here with him now is turning my interest into a full-blown crush.
Josh comes over to check on me as I’m working through some leg press reps. “Good work, Maiya. I can already see some improvement. I’m looking forward to seeing where you’re at next time. Are you booked in yet?”
Puzzled, I glance at the clock on the wall. We’re done already? That hour flew by. My stomach twists up tight.
“Yes, I’m booked in.”
“Great. Then I’ll see you next week.” He turns away. This is it. My chance.
I clear my throat. “Josh. There’s something I want to ask you.”
“Sure. What’s up? Do you have any questions about the new exercises I gave you to work on at home?”
“No, it’s not that. I was wondering if you–”
We both turn our heads at the sudden, unexpected squeak of hinges as the door to our room flies open without warning. It’s Ryan, striding into the room without hesitating. He barely pauses when he spots me.
“Hello, Maiya. I thought your session would be over
. Excuse me.” He turns to speak to Josh. “I’ll meet you in the gym.”
“Sure, I’ll be there in a minute.”
Before he turns to leave, Ryan leans in.
And he kisses Josh.
I’m staring at them. I don’t mean to, but I can’t look away.
The door falls closed behind Ryan as Josh turns back to face me. “So, what’s your question?”
My throat’s gone so dry, I have to swallow hard before I can answer him. “Oh, it’s nothing. I figured it out on my own.”
“Okay then. Have a good week.”
I drop back down onto the mat after Josh heads out. I can’t believe it.
He and Josh are a couple.
Just my luck.
Chapter 4
Ryan
I get back late. Much later than I thought I would. Josh’s already in bed, sleeping soundly. I undress quietly, trying to switch gears from work to sleep. But even after I settle in beside him, I’m still wide awake. I turn onto my side to face Josh.
His breathing’s still even as I run my fingertips over his chest. I don’t want to wake him up too suddenly. I trace his warm skin lightly, moving lower and lower.
Josh shifts around. I’m managing to wake him up slowly. By the time I get to his cock, his eyes are open and his cock’s hard and ready.
I curl my hand around his shaft. “Honey, I’m home.”
He snorts. “I noticed.”
I stroke up the whole stiff length. My own cock jumps, desire coursing through my veins as I work him slowly and steadily. Josh’s breath catches and I tighten my grip.
Caressing his thigh, I slide my hand over to his swollen balls. I’m still jacking his throbbing cock, changing my speed to get him as worked up as I am.
Josh inhales deeply, his own hand moving down to my cock. A jolt of pleasure shoots up my spine. We stroke each other and for a moment I think about coming just like this.
But I want more.
Releasing Josh’s erect cock, I caress my hand over the stubble on his cheek. His mouth reaches my own, and we melt into a scorching kiss. Gripping him by the hips, I pull him tighter against me. My hands are running all over his body as his tongue invades my mouth.
I can feel his hunger, matching my own with its intensity. Our kiss is filled with a deep need. Our tongues bump and twine, fuelling the heat that’s burning between us.
His hard cock grinds against mine and I groan. He pulls back and I take the opportunity to slide down the bed. I lick the tip of his cock and he thrusts forward.
I close my mouth close over the swollen head, swirling my tongue all over. Josh grabs for my hair and I suck until his cock’s pulsing hard.
I release him and he turns over onto his stomach. I get the lube out and pour way too much out onto my cock and his ass.
“Rushing much?” Josh’s words are teasing but his voice echoes with an urgent desire that matches my own.
“I want you. Right now.” I slide inside of his ass in one slow stroke.
He doesn’t need much time to adjust. “Go on. Give it to me.”
I rock back, then push in deep. I make an effort to be sure I’m angled just right, so that I’m hitting Ryan’s prostate with every stroke. He growls out his approval and I pick up my pace.
“That’s it. Just like that.” Josh’s words rasp out of him. He’s already close. So am I.
I reach around him, grabbing for his erection. I circle my fingers around so he’s thrusting into my fist. His breathing speeds up as I start to fuck wildly. My hands dig into his hips.
“Fuck, Ryan. I’m coming.”
As Josh’s orgasm crashes over him, I stop moving so I can focus on his cock. It swells and pulses as he rides out his explosion.
Once his breathing evens out, I start pounding him again. Josh clamps his muscles down tight on me and it’s more than I can take.
“Yeah. Fuck. Josh.” I’m thrusting hard and fast as I erupt. The orgasm’s so intense, I’m fucking gasping for air.
Once I can breathe again, I withdraw. I’m completely, totally spent as I fall down beside Josh.
He runs his hand through my hair and I wrap my arms around his waist.
He gives me a smile. “Hey there.”
“Hey. Hope you don’t mind me waking you up like this.”
Josh laughs. “Mind? Yeah. Right. That was terrible.”
I swat at his ass and he pulls me into him. He’s completely relaxed and his eyes are already falling closed.
Good. I was afraid he’d still be pissed that I got back so late. I’m not going to bring it up if he’s not.
Sleep’s overtaking me too. The last thing I hear as I drop off is Josh’s steady breathing.
Chapter 5
Josh
Tossing my phone onto the sofa, I rub at my eyes. We have twenty minutes to get to the restaurant. Ryan needs to magically appear right now, and even then we’ll still need to rush.
I don’t like to be late, not for anything. And if we don’t make it to Vaux within fifteen minutes of our reservation time, that’s it. We won’t just lose our place for dinner tonight. We’ll be banned from booking there for a year at least. And they don’t take anybody without a reservation.
I shouldn’t be surprised. I suppose I’m not. Not really. What I am is disappointed. Very much so. Ryan’s been extremely busy for a long time now, cancelling plans left and right. We rarely spend any time together outside of work. Tonight was supposed to be his way of making that up to me. His idea, not mine.
At first I doubted that it would happen. But the more that Ryan talked about it, the more I started to believe that he was truly going to make some time for us. Time that we could spend doing more than just having quick, occasional sex.
The only text he’s sent today says that he’s still with Sherwood. It came through after I was already changed and ready to go out for our dinner at the hottest new restaurant to open up in Manhattan this week.
If I’d known that’s who he was meeting with, I wouldn’t have even bothered getting ready.
Ryan swears that he’s going to limit his time with that man, and every single time something always comes up to drag it out. From what I know about Sherwood, he’s not above doing this on purpose. Dragging meetings out just because he can. He likes having people beholden to him. There’s no way I can talk Ryan out of working with him, but I can’t see Ryan’s desire to have Sherwood as an investor ending up anywhere good. It’ll be a shock if the man even comes through on his promises, like he’s making Ryan believe he will.
Ryan can’t see past his desire to expand FV. I get that, but he’s too intense about it. It’s making him get careless. Leading him to overlook things that even I know can be red flags. I’ve learned a lot about business since Ryan and I moved in together. More than I’d ever need to know, but it’s interesting to me. I want Ryan to open his eyes before he gets too deep into something that might not become what he wants it to be.
Lucy jumps up beside me and lays her head in my lap. She does this only when she thinks I’m upset about something.
She’s never wrong.
“Good girl.” I pat the dog’s head, rubbing at her white fur.
My stomach growls, increasing my annoyance at having to wait. I can tell myself it’s just dinner, and even agree with Ryan when he says the same thing to me. But it’s not. It’s more than that. It’s the way Ryan and I are drifting apart. The way I’m starting to feel like I can’t trust him anymore. Even about something as simple as a date-night dinner. If he can’t follow through on something like that, how can I believe he’s really committed to us anymore?
Grabbing for the remote, I click the TV on. I don’t want to think about where things are at with Ryan anymore. Not now. I’ve been doing that way too much lately. There’s still a few minutes left where he could burst in and we could make it on time. Hell, he’d probably be able to talk his way in even if we got to Vaux after the grace period. Ryan can be very persuasive when he tries. That�
��s a big part of how he’s gotten as far as he has with his business. It’s one of the many things I like about him.
Lucy settles in, her head resting on my leg. I don’t even realize that I drift off into a half-nap, not until the sound of the door closing jolts me back into awareness. Lucy lifts her head to check out what’s going on. When she sees that it’s Ryan, she doesn’t move.
“Hey there.” Ryan comes over and pets Lucy. She continues to ignore him. I’m tempted to do the same as he leans down to kiss me on the forehead.
“What time is it?” My phone’s somewhere under Lucy. Given that the series I started watching from the beginning is now playing the third episode, I’m guessing it’s late. Ryan’s setting bags down on the coffee table in front of me. “What’s that?”
“I got us dinner.” Lucy won’t budge, so Ryan squeezes in on the other side of me.
“You got takeout? We were supposed to go to Vaux tonight. Did you forget?” I can’t believe it. Now that I think about it, his text didn’t mention our plans. Just that he’d be home later than he thought he’d be.
For fuck’s sake.
“No, I didn’t forget. But by the time I ended up leaving Sherwood’s office, I knew we wouldn’t be able to make our reservation. So I picked up dinner on my way here.”
It’s like he’s pleased with himself. “Takeout instead of a nice restaurant.” My voice is flat. “Great choice.”
Ryan slides his arm around my shoulders and kisses my cheek. “I’m sorry, Josh. I couldn’t leave. You know how he gets. Be patient with me a little longer, will you? I know I’ve been flaking out a lot lately. Way too much. But I’m so close to closing this deal with Sherwood. After that, everything’ll fall into place. We’ll get back to normal, I swear.”
“You think?”
“I promise. Look, I even went to your favorite place.”
He did. The bags are from Beyond the Grill. That’s out of his way, and he’s not a fan of them. I’m the one who’s into their particular style of fast casual.
“Fine. Let’s eat.”
When I come back from the kitchen with plates and cutlery, Ryan’s taken the food to our dining room table and opened up a bottle of wine. The TV’s off and he’s got some music playing in the background. He’s running my favorite playlist.