by Marie James
Unable to pull the underwear all the way down, I position them as far down as I can and sit back on my heels. He’s completely shaved; his magnificent cock on full display with nothing to divert my attention. I lick my lips again, eager to lean in and taste him.
I position myself within reach and run my nose up the length of his shaft, which nearly reaches his belly button. I notice a drop of wetness bead at his tip and I snake my tongue out and taste it. The small drop is not enough to sate my desire to have him in my mouth.
Desire overriding any nervousness I may have been feeling, I open my lips and slide his tip into my mouth, closing my lips around him. Once my lips are sealed around him, I suck; he seems to swell against my tongue. Needing more lubrication, I release the suction and lick around the head and up and down his shaft. Satisfied, I slide my mouth back over him and begin to suck up and down his length.
I feel his stomach muscles flex and hear a small gasp out of his lips. I turn my head without releasing him and see Kaleb looking down at me with heavy-lidded eyes. I let him fall out of my mouth, and I smile up at him. “Oops?”
He smirks at me. “Oops? Like you just slipped, and my cock landed in your mouth, oops?” I shake my head in agreement and bite my lip. “Take your shirt off,” he demands quietly.
I sit up and pull his t-shirt over my head, leaving me completely naked. “Take off your boxers,” I throw back at him. Surprisingly he lifts his hips and slides his briefs the rest of the way down and throws them on the floor. “What now?” I chew nervously on the tip of my finger, praying he doesn’t refuse me again.
“Lay on your side, facing me,” he requests. I keep my head toward his feet and turn facing him. He slides down, nipping my knee before lining us up. His thick, veined shaft is inches from my mouth. He grips my top leg, bends it, and pushes it towards my chest, opening me up to him.
“Amazing,” he says reverently before clamping his mouth over my core. I cry out, the sudden heat of his mouth sending my senses into overdrive. He releases me after a hard lick of my clit. “Taste me,” he begs, shifting closer to my hungry mouth.
Without hesitation, I wrap my lips around him and take him as far down my throat as I can. With his size and my inexperience, it’s not very far, so I bring my hand up to the tight sac at the base of him. The low rumble that comes from his throat tells me he likes it.
It’s almost impossible to concentrate on what I’m supposed to be doing when his talented tongue is lapping at me like a dog dying of thirst. He wraps his arms around my waist and tugs me on top of him. The action makes it easier to take him deeper. I hum around him in approval, eliciting a thrust of his hips.
My body is going haywire, both from his mouth on mine as well as finally having my mouth on him. I explode when I feel him reach up and slide two fingers inside of me, my mouth moving faster over him, hoping to bring him the same relief. I hear a grunt and his cock pulses in my mouth, the thickness of his seed nearly causing me to choke. I do my best to swallow it all, but some still manages to escape, sliding lazily down his testicles. I reach down and swipe at it with my fingers, using it to lubricate him so I can continue to stroke him.
I grin back at him over my shoulder while still straddling his face. He slides closer to the headboard so he can make eye contact with me. Noticing my sly grin, he slaps both of my ass cheeks. “Oops, my ass you little vixen.” I giggle then moan when he slips a thumb back inside of me, my core grasping at him, begging for more.
He pulls his thumb free and slips it into his mouth. He closes his mouth and moans like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted; my hand tightens around his barely softened penis, he wrenches free of my hand and slaps each ass cheek again. I can feel the heat of his erection against my breasts, and I want nothing more than to slide down his legs and let him sink it into my desperate core, but I agreed to let him have control.
I roll off of him and land on my back. I part my legs wide, so I can see his face. He seems happy, satisfied even.
“Was it ok?” I ask.
He runs his hand up my thigh. “I’ve never come so fast in my life, Josie. It was perfect.”
I smile in feminine triumph and pray he’s not just saying it, so he doesn’t hurt my feelings.
He lifts off the bed and positions himself over me, and I can’t help but wonder if this is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for, begging for. His hot cock is positioned on top of my pubic bone rather than lined up at my entrance and tells me I’ll still be waiting.
He leans in and kisses me, his thumb stroking my cheek. “Good morning, beautiful,” he whispers against my swollen mouth.
“Yes, it is,” I whisper back enjoying the tingle that’s left behind from his mouth being on me.
He nuzzles my nose with his own. “Shower with me?” I nod my head and allow him to pull me from the bed towards the master bathroom.
***
My shower time with Kaleb is cut short when he has to jump out when the doorbell chimes. It didn’t stop him from sucking a nipple into his mouth before getting out, though. My body has been on high alert since we talked at the coffee shop. I don’t imagine being wound this tightly is healthy, but I know even when we do finally make love, I’ll only want more. It may actually be worse when I finally understand what I’ve been missing. At any rate, I can’t wait to find out.
I finish showering and step out into the cozy bathroom, grabbing a towel Kaleb laid out for me. I also notice a t-shirt and a pair of boxers on the counter as well. I shrug, if he wants me to wear his clothes, I’m all too willing to oblige.
I slip the soft blue shirt and gray boxers on and towel dry my hair as much as I can. I doubt he has a blow-dryer and he couldn’t get anything out of the bathroom of my apartment, so I sigh knowing I’m in for a terrible struggle later when I finally get the chance to deal with my hair.
I walk out of the restroom back into Kaleb’s bedroom and stop dead in my tracks. Both Alexa and Lorali are leaning against Kaleb’s dresser with their arms crossed in front of their chests. “Hi,” I squeak and prepare myself for the attack.
Neither one of them says anything. The look on Alexa’s face tells me she’s impressed with whatever she believes happened. Lorali narrows her eyes at me and doesn’t say a word. I lower my eyes and toe the carpet with my bare foot, unable to hide the smile on my face or the blush on my cheeks.
“Nice clothes,” Alexa finally speaks.
I bite my lip to keep from exploding, my ecstatic energy almost bursting at the seams. I finally have some girl talk to share, but Lorali is making me uncomfortable.
“Lor?” I look at her and smile.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” She questions quietly, being around Ian sure has changed her vocabulary.
I walk past them and close the door, Kaleb does not need to hear what is about to be said.
I sit on the edge of the bed and prepare myself for the butt chewing I am undoubtedly about to get from her.
“I see now why you’ve been less than concerned about letting me know you were okay.” She nods towards the disheveled bed.
Alexa giggles and Lorali glares at her and I think she’s still mad until I see her attempt to hide the wink she threw at her.
They’re messing with me. Well, two can play at that game.
“I’ve been busy,” I smirk.
“Apparently,” Lorali mutters, attempting to feign anger.
“You look good,” Alexa observes.
“I feel great!” I exclaim. “I’ve come more times than I can count in the past twenty-four hours!”
I hear Lorali gasp.
“You fucked him?” Her eyes are wide, and her mouth is hanging open enough she could trap a fly.
Alexa joins in on the surprise. “You gave him your virginity?”
“First,” I chuckle looking at Alexa. “I’m not a virgin and second,” I shift my eyes to Lorali. “I did not,” I lower my voice, “fuck him.”
I shrug my shoulders. Technically.
They are now both staring at me like I’ve lost my mind.
“Not a virgin?” Lorali says it like it’s the most absurd thing she’s ever heard. “Since when?”
“Umm…sophomore year in college.” I tilt my head at her.
“You’ve always said you were a virgin,” Alexa adds.
“No,” I hold my finger up and point between the two of them. “You guys have assumed I was a virgin and I just never corrected you.”
“You didn’t have sex with him?” Lorali asks skeptically. I shake my head no. “Hon, you’re wearing his underwear,” She says pointing out the obvious.
“And I also showered with him and sucked him off this morning, but we haven’t had sex,” I say in a flat matter of fact tone; it leaves them both speechless.
“Who are you?” Lorali whispers, “and what have you done with my little sister?”
I grin at her and make sure my voice is low, leaning my head in so they can both hear. “I have no idea what’s gotten into me, but I get around him and…” I just shake my head. “I want nothing more than to just strip down and give him carte blanche.”
“Why haven’t you?” Alexa asks dumbfounded.
“Not like I haven’t tried. Listen, I’m not a virgin, but I only had sex once in college, and it was… well, what I can remember of it was awful.”
“Were you assaulted?” Lorali’s voice is laced with concern.
“No!” I state emphatically. “Just a little drunk. Kaleb says he wants to make sure I’m ready. He doesn’t want to hurt me.”
“That’s super fucking sweet,” Alexa says without a hint of sarcasm. Love sure is looking good on her.
“We were worried about you,” Lorali says returning to the reason they are both here.
“I know. I’m sorry I didn’t call.” I frown when I see the worry lines mar her forehead.
“Can you tell us what happened? We only have bits and pieces.” Lorali pleas.
“Wednesday I came home, and there was a letter in the mailbox. I was on the phone with Kaleb when I opened it.” I draw in a shaky breath. “It was a death threat. I dropped my phone, and it shattered on the kitchen floor. Kaleb rushed over when I dropped my phone and stayed at the apartment with me.”
They’re both smiling ear to ear at the mention of Kaleb. “He slept in the guest room.” I qualify.
“I went to work Friday, and when I came home, the door was kicked in.” I take a deep breath and close my eyes to try to get the nausea to subside before I can continue. Lorali sits down beside me and strokes my back just like she would do when we were kids. The action calms me immediately.
“There was another death threat on the table with a huge dead rat. Kaleb came and took me away. I can’t go back to that apartment.” I shake my head.
“You can stay with Ian and me,” Lorali offers.
“I have to look for my own apartment. You’re about to get married, and I’m not interested in living with a married couple.” I lower my eye and glance at the closed bedroom door.
“You want to stay here,” Alexa whispers and sits beside me.
“Is that so bad?” She’s right. I’d like nothing more than to spend more time with Kaleb.
“Not at all, Josie. How does he feel about that?” That’s the million-dollar question, isn’t it?
“I don’t know,” I respond truthfully. “We haven’t talked about anything like that. I’ll ask him later and let you guys know what he says.”
“Ian got you another phone,” Lorali stands and digs in her purse on Kaleb’s dresser. “It’s already set with the info you had in the Cloud. Same number and everything.” She smiles and hands it to me.
“He’s pretty amazing!” I praise.
“Yep,” She grins from ear to ear. I hope I find what she has. I hope Kaleb will be that man for me.
There’s a light knock on the door, and I stand to pull it open. Kaleb is in the doorway and eyes me up and down my body.
“You look good in my clothes, Josie.” He leans in closer so only I can hear him. “You look even better out of them.” He winks and walks past me into the room, his pinky finger grazing my hip as he passes.
“Ladies, can you stay for breakfast? I have homemade monkey bread in the oven.” I peer around him, and they are both staring at him like he’s some sort of anomaly. I can’t help but smile. Yep, my man cooks.
“Ian and Garrett are out in the truck,” Lorali explains.
“Actually, they’re in the living room watching Sports Center.” He hooks his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the living room.
“I guess we’re staying then,” Alexa answers as she slowly gets off the bed and heads to the living room.
“How are you?” I ask as she walks past.
“Getting better every day,” she responds as she heads out in search of Garrett.
Lorali follows closely behind her, and it’s not until this very moment that I understand the pull they have to their men. Why they want to spend every waking and sleeping hour with them that they can. I have the same pull towards Kaleb.
“That must have gone well. I didn’t hear too much yelling,” Kaleb says as he wraps his arms around my waist.
I laugh. “Well, they were more interested in wanting to hear about why I’m in your underwear.” I raise my mouth to his.
“And what did you tell them?” He pants against my mouth.
“I can’t tell you that.” I wink at him. “Girl talk stays with the girls.”
He groans when I slide my hand down his stomach and grip him over his jeans. “Mariposa.” He chastises mildly. “We have company.”
“I like the sound of that,” I peck his lips.
“What’s that?” He asks confused.
“We.” He kisses me passionately to the point that I’m breathless.
“Get used to it, Josie. I plan to use it a lot.” He takes a step back and cups both my breasts in his large hands, swiping his thumb over the nipples, making them hard. “Get dressed, beautiful. I don’t want anyone looking at you like this but me.” He kisses me chastely on the lips and smacks my butt before walking out and closing the door quietly behind him.
Chapter 14
Kaleb
I smirk when Josie makes her way out to the living room dressed in a billowy skirt and soft t-shirt; I wasn’t able to find underwear in her room when I packed so I know she’s bare under the thin fabric. The image hits my pants hard, sending an electric charge to my cock.
I watch her sit down beside Lorali on the couch as I pull breakfast out of the oven and place it on the stove top to cool, before making my way beside her on the couch. I don’t know what she told Alexa and Lorali about us, but I have no intentions on hiding how I feel about her, and there’s no way I can sit beside her and not have my hands on her.
Getting comfortable on the sofa, I slide my arm behind her and pull her against me, tucked into my side. She snuggles closer rather than trying to pull away. I lean in and kiss her temple, breathing in the smell of her covered in my body wash. My mind wanders to what we did on this couch last night and my mouth waters at the thought of her taste dripping down my throat; I place my arm across my lap to cover the erection.
The girls have begun talking about Ian and Lorali’s wedding, and Garrett looks like he’s going to be sick at the idea of marriage. I bite my lip to prevent the laugh that wants to escape. Personally, I’ve never really thought about marriage; the idea doesn’t seem so bad with Josie pulled in close to my side.
The girls chitter-chatter continues as Ian, Garrett and myself watch Sports Center on the TV with the volume on mute and the subtitles running along the bottom. Periodically Ian will throw an idea out, but, for the most part, we just stay silent. Lorali and Alexa are both cradled against their respective man as well; the guys leaning in occasionally to kiss them or stroke their faces with a tender touch.
This situation is exactly what life is about. Six adults, three pairs of lovers, enjoying spending time together;
it gives me an idea.
I wait for a break in the girls’ conversation and then suck Josie’s earlobe into my mouth to get her attention. Goosebumps run down her arm as she turns her face towards mine, her eyelids heavy; the simple action turning her lustful. It almost makes me not want to voice my idea, but I know she needs time with her friends and it’s the best way I know of that keeps me involved in that interaction.
“Want to help me serve breakfast?” I whisper in her ear as I stroke her arm attempting to rid it of the goosebumps.
“Sure,” she answers with more lust in her eyes than any woman should have at the thought of pouring juice and plating monkey bread. It tells me she may have different ideas about what breakfast should be.
“Be good,” I tell her in a stern whisper.
“Make me.” Her giggled response is music to my ears.
I unfold myself from behind her and stand, offering her my hand as I do. I look at Alexa and back to Lorali noticing the silly looks they have on their faces at our interactions. I know Alexa has been doing her best to make Josie and I happen, but I had no clue Lorali felt the same way. I’m honored to have both of them in my corner.
I let the other couples know we’re going to get breakfast together and turn down their offers for help, citing guest rules and such. As soon as I get Josie around the corner and out of eyesight, I push her against the wall and press my erection into her. She moans and grips my back with her delicate hands. I reach up and clasp her neck with my hand, using it to tilt her mouth up as I lean in with my own.
I’m completely lost in her every time my hands or mouth is on her, or hell even near her. The world falls away, and nothing else even registers but reading her cues that tell me what she wants, if she likes what I’m doing, and if she wants me to do more.
She whimpers when I pull my mouth from hers, panting against my lips; her warm breath quickly becoming what I need to survive. “I can’t keep my hands off of you,” I admit against her lips.