by Marie James
“I don’t want you to. I love your hands on me.” She kisses my lips lightly. “In me,” she whispers.
This woman is going to make me come undone. “Fuck me, Josie. You can’t just say things like that.”
“Oops?” She teases, just like she did this morning when I woke up with her hot mouth wrapped around my cock. I moan thinking about it; better than Christmas morning.
I grip her ass hard in both hands. “I’ll show you oops. Later, when we’re alone.”
“Promise?” She pleads.
“Guaranteed. Help me with breakfast?” I remind her. She shakes her head, and I clasp her hand and pull her to the kitchen.
Josie and I set to gathering supplies for breakfast as the other couples settle in around the table. I had to stand back and smile. This house was made for just this, friends and family gathered together having a good time. This is the first time I’ve had this many people over at my house, and I have to admit it feels right.
Once everyone started eating the monkey bread and drinking various juices, I speak up. “You guys have any plans this evening?” I turn my attention to the other pair of couples at the table.
They throw back ‘nopes,’ and ‘not reallys.’
“I was thinking maybe a cookout this evening since the weather has warmed up a bit.” I smile at Josie when her face lights up with the idea of all of us hanging out later today.
Both Lorali and Alexa peer at their man with hopeful eyes. “Sounds like a plan to me,” Ian says, and Garrett agrees.
Breakfast carries on with easy flowing conversation consisting of every topic under the sun. I try my best to keep deviant thoughts of Josie out of my head while in the mixed company of the others but when she starts to lick her sticky fingers, it makes my cock jump violently in my jeans, knowing just how amazing her hot mouth felt.
I change the subject quickly back to the cookout. The menu is planned, and the other couples insist on bringing something, so the grocery list is split among everyone. They excuse themselves with the promise to return later in the afternoon. Being the first time to use the grill since winter, I know I have to go to the store to get charcoal, among other things, but I only have one thing on my mind when the front door closes with a soft click.
We are once again alone and should be, barring any other interruptions, for several hours. I want to make the most of the time we have together. Josie stands from the table and begins to clean up, gathering plates and utensils to carry to the kitchen.
I help her clean, even though it is the last thing in the world I want to do at that moment. Once the dining room is spotless, and the dishwasher is loaded I lean against the counter and pull her against my chest. We just watch each other, looking into each other’s eyes, not saying a word. How did I get so lucky?
She’s the first one to make a move, sliding her warm hands under my t-shirt and running them the length of my back, causing the muscles to jump and flex at the stimulation. I close my eyes and roll my head on my shoulders, enjoying the feel of her touching my overheated skin.
She gets my attention and the full attention of my cock when she flexes her fingers and scrapes her nails over my skin. I grip both of her ass cheeks in my palms, lift her up, turn with her in my arms, and place her on the counter that just seconds ago was against my back.
“Josie,” I say against her lips before sliding my tongue into her mouth. She moans as I explore her mouth with mine, our tongues caressing each other’s, sensually tangling together. Throughout our passionate kiss, I slide a hand up the outside of her soft, perfect thigh, lifting her skirt as I go, caressing a breast with my other hand.
I’m torturing myself by touching her, tasting her, knowing I can’t do everything that I’d want to do to her. I pull my mouth from hers and place my hands on her thighs, much farther from where I honestly need them to be.
“We need to go to the grocery store, Mariposa,” I say still running my lips down her neck.
She shakes her head no and brazenly reaches out gripping my erection through my pants. “It’s later, Kaleb,” she says in the most seductive voice I’ve ever heard. “You promised.”
I groan as she outlines my cock with her fingers. I grab her hand and pull it to my mouth, kissing her knuckles. “I need…” I glance down at my crotch, “supplies.” I explain, hoping she understands my meaning.
She tilts her head to the side, and the confused look on her face tells me she has no clue what I’m referring to.
“I don’t have condoms,” I explain.
“Oh!” She smiles and then frowns. “You think I have STDs?” Before I can answer, she continues. “Oh! You have STDs?”
I can’t help but laugh. “I’m clean as a whistle, Josie and no, I don’t think you have a disease. Condoms do more than protect against that kind of stuff.” I reach up and place my hand on her lower belly. “I’m sure you’d look sexy as hell with my baby in here, but I don’t think either one of us is ready for that. Yet.”
“Yet?” She questions with a small smile on her face at my future suggestion.
I just smile and lean in to kiss her, ecstatic that she smiled back at me at the mention of children and didn’t slap me and run away. It’s way too early for us to even have the conversation but good to know she’s not completely turned off at the idea.
Chapter 15
Josie
He’s right, there’s no way either one of us is ready for even the idea of kids, but I can’t help but smile that he’d be the one to mention it first. It makes me hot for him that much more.
I pull him closer between my legs and reach for the zipper of his pants. “Josie.” He groans again, and I can feel his control wavering.
“I’m on birth control, Kaleb,” I whisper in his ear while nibbling his earlobe. His moan against my cheek sends waves of sensation right to my core, and I close my eyes relishing the sensation. Feelings and tingles I’ve never felt with anyone hit me hard.
He slowly pulls his face from mine. “But you’re not sexually active?”
“Birth control is used for more than preventing pregnancy, Kaleb.” I turn his reasoning back on him. His face has the same confused look I had on mine earlier. Well, this is a little embarrassing. “It helps regulate my periods,” I explain further.
I pull his zipper down before he can respond or try to stop me and stroke him on top of his boxer briefs. His hands move back up my thighs and clench my butt. I pull my hand back from the front of his pants and lift my shirt over my head; my transparent, lacy bra the only thing covering my breasts.
“Fuck,” he whispers and reaches behind me, undoing the clasps in the back. I slide my bra off just in time for his hot, talented mouth to suck on my full nipple. “Ah!” My cry, I’m sure, could be heard through the entire house.
Kaleb sucked and lapped at each one of my breasts, showing each of them tender care and reverent attention; he worshiped them with his mouth and fingers. I ran my hands up and down his arms with my head rolling uncontrollably on my shoulders. I would say the ministrations of my breasts were the greatest feeling in the world, but that would be a lie since I’ve had his talented mouth on other areas of my body.
“Kaleb,” I pant, trying to get his attention. “Take me to bed.”
He pops his mouth off my breast and peers into my eyes. “Are you sure?” He asks tenderly, his kiss-swollen lips a beacon for my own mouth.
I lower my head to his and lick into his mouth before biting his bottom lip. “Yes,” I nod my head for good measure. “I don’t want our first time to be on the kitchen counter.”
He chuckles, running his lips over my jaw to my sensitive neck. “I mean are you ready to take that next step?” I nod my answer against his cheek as he continues to nip at my neck and earlobe, the sensation making it almost impossible to form coherent thoughts. “Once I have all of you, Mariposa, I don’t know that I can let you go. I need you to be one hundred percent sure.”
I hum in his ear before I tease him. “You b
etter make sure you bring your A-game then.” He pulls his head back, and I wink at him.
A brilliant smile covers his entire face. “Oh, Josie I promise to make you see stars!”
He scoops me up and carries me through the house, gripping me under my butt. My legs are wrapped around him, and only his boxer briefs prevent skin on skin contact. I can feel the heat of his manhood and my core clenches, knowing very soon it will be getting what it has been begging for the past two days.
Kaleb lays me out on his king-sized bed and tugs at the elastic of my maxi skirt, pulling it down and free of my body. I keep my legs closed, and I’m forced to clench my thighs together when he starts removing his own clothes. Maintaining eye contact with me, he pulls his t-shirt over his head and slides his hands inside his boxer at the hips, pushing them, along with his pants, to the floor. He steps free of the clothes and stalks towards the bed.
I can’t take my eyes from his erection which is jutting out thick and proud. I lick my lips at the memory of him in my mouth this morning.
“You’re beautiful, Josie,” Kaleb says as he slides onto the bed beside me, running his hand up my quivering thigh and nuzzling my breast with his mouth. “Open up for me, Mariposa,” he begs when his hand grazes the apex of my thighs.
I gently uncross my legs, and he shifts his weight on top of me, his mouth still torturing my breasts, his hard stomach flat against my center. My hands are tangled in the duvet we didn’t even bother pulling down.
“Perfect,” he mutters against my belly button before his tongue reaches out and sweeps it. I feel his hot breath hovering over my most sensitive area and gasp as I feel a stream of air hit me. I open my legs further to accommodate the width of his broad shoulders.
I chance a look down at him and see that he’s just staring at me. My openness and inexperience make me suddenly shy, and I try to clamp my legs back together. He stills my movement by placing his large hands on my inner thighs and pushing them apart.
“I was surprised to see you bare, Josie.” He strokes his thumb up my center eliciting the sharp convulsion of my entire body.
“Spa day last week,” I explain. “Swimsuit season soon.” My words come out in a broken staccato, matching the pounding beat of my racing heart.
“Mmm,” he responds and sweeps his thumb over me once more. “You’ll be so sensitive to every touch…” He leans his head down and licks me from my clenching entrance to the top of my throbbing clit. “…every lick.” His seductive voice washes over me and lands right where I need him most.
“Please, Kaleb,” I beg.
“Shhh,” he whispers, his breath once again flowing over my overheated body. “Let me take care of you.”
I feel his fingers slide over my slick folds, my body already beyond the point of arousal, and circle my entrance. His teasing touch is becoming much more than I feel like I can handle. Slowly he eases two fingers into my depths, and I can feel my body trembling already, amazingly close to orgasm with even this slightest touch.
He strokes in and out of me delicately; the gentle rub of his upturned fingers inside me hits that delicious spot I’ve only read about in books. When his mouth joins the action, and his tongue strikes my clit, I explode. I grip his head with my hands and grind myself against his face when wave after wave of release hits my body. He does nothing to stop me but rather his free arm grips over my leg tightly, and he moves his mouth from side to side aggressively against my clit rocketing me into another orgasm before the first one had completely subsided.
The room is spinning, and the stars he promised are front and center in my vision as I slowly release his head and my body calms from the most powerful release I’ve ever experienced.
“Kaleb,” I whisper in my post orgasmic state.
He rises above me, his body lined up with mine. Stroking my cheek with his thumb, he just looks into my eyes.
“Thank you,” I say.
“You don’t ever have to thank me for making you feel good, Josie. I’m honored that you allow it.” He says and lowers his mouth to mine.
On instinct, I kiss him back, and my legs raise and wrap around his hips of their own volition. “Ready?” He pleads huskily. I nod and trace his ear with my fingers and shift my hips in an attempt to persuade him to enter me.
“Stop, Josie.” I frown at the mild chastisement. “I need to go slow, so I don’t hurt you.” He nips my neck at the base of my ear sending powerful charges to where his thick length is settled against me. “Next time you can take control,” he promises.
A slight backward shift of his hips and a measured nudge forward has the tip of him begging for entrance into my body. His body is trembling as he eases into me inch by thick inch. Slowly I open for him, the mild discomfort from his intrusion surely evident on my face.
I roll my hips to attempt to ease the discomfort. “Be still, Mariposa,” he lightly commands with a grunt. “Let your body adjust to mine.”
With completely static hips, he sweeps his tongue against my lips, pleading for entrance. I open for him and allow his mouth to make love to mine as we lay here connected in the most intimate way. Ready for more I clench my inner muscles and smile against his lips when he groans in my mouth.
“God, you’re so tight,” he praises and pulls his hips back; the feeling of his withdrawal and slow forward thrust cause me to lose my breath.
I whimper at the amazing feeling. His body calms once again. “Am I hurting you?”
I shake my head back and forth. “No. You feel perfect.” I assure him.
“Your body is paraíso, Josie. I’m on edge already.” I close my eyes and bask in the joy that I’m able to please him as much as he pleases me.
“Open your eyes, Josie. I want to see your face when you fall apart under me.” He increases the tempo of his hips; his hardness caressing the same spot inside his fingers took me over the edge with earlier.
“Oh. My. God.” My words come out individually matching the stroke of his hips. “Kaleb!” I scream as my body clamps down on him, squeezing him in long bursts.
“Damn, Mariposa.” He groans as his body continues to move in and out of mine.
My orgasm settles if only a fraction as his hips flex, pursuing his own. “Can you handle more?” He pleads.
“Yes,” I respond breathily.
Immediately his hips not only move faster but his drives become deeper. If I’d thought he was giving me everything he had a few minutes ago, it had nothing on what he’s doing to me now. My legs are clamped around his waist, and my nails are digging into this back so hard I’m sure to draw blood; each fast thrust of his hips draws a pleasurable gasp from my mouth.
My body quickens again, another orgasm slowly climbing through my arms and legs winding its way to my already sensitive center. “Come with me, Josie.” He commands with a hard thrust. My body responds immediately to his delicious command, and I carry him over with me.
“Josie!” He shouts, and I feel him throb in pulses inside me as he continues the slow thrusts into me.
We’re both sweaty, and our breathing is ragged as Kaleb all but collapses on top of me. He sweeps his nose and lips up and down my neck, licking at my raging pulse.
“Did you see stars?” Kaleb whispers in my ear.
“More than once,” I confess, and I feel him smile against my skin. “You’re amazing.”
“It gets better, I promise.” He sighs. “I don’t think I’ve come that fast since high school.” I laugh at his confession. “I’m serious, Josie. It was perfect, better than I ever could’ve imagined.”
He pulls his head back; the majority of his body’s weight is on his forearms and looks me in the eye. I smile at him. “That was so much better than my first time,” I admit.
“I didn’t hurt you?” The concern in his voice makes my heart swell.
“No, Kaleb. It was wonderful.” I shift my hips under him since he’s still inside me. “I want more,” my whispered confession causes his eyelids to grow even heavier.
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“Is that so?” He rolls his hips, and I groan at the sensation of him moving against my swollen, sensitive flesh. “We have to go to the store unless you want me to cancel the plans this evening?”
I almost want to tell him yes, but I know I’ll have him all to myself tomorrow and shake my head no. “You sure?” he verifies as he pulls his hips back marginally and thrusts back into me.
I glance at the alarm clock on the bedside table. “It’s still early. We have time for more.” I inform him.
He begins to move in and out of me in the slowest most torturous speed and before long my calm breathing and settled heart rate once again begins to elevate.
We keep each other distracted for much longer than we had originally planned.
Chapter 16
Kaleb
We can’t seem to keep our hands off of each other as we stroll through the local grocery store collecting items for the cookout this evening. I make use of the trip and go ahead and grab my groceries for the week as well. I convince Josie to grab the things she would normally eat during the week, explaining that apartment hunting is hard work and that I’ll cook for her this week, so she doesn’t have to worry about the menial task.
Honestly, I’m hoping she never leaves my home. I don’t want to scare her off, so I leave that conversation for another time.
“I think we bought too much food,” Josie observes as we load everything in the back of my SUV.
“Let’s just hope the others bring big appetites.” I wink at her as I open the door for her to slide onto the seat.
I get in behind the wheel and start back towards my house with my hand on her thigh. Maintaining eye contact with the road, I shift my fingers, walking her long skirt up her leg until I have skin to skin contact with her silky thigh. The seemingly innocent touch has my cock twitching in my jeans, and I notice Josie’s breathing has become shallow and a sideways glance informs me her cheeks are flushed. The sight of her arousal at my touch shoots bursts of energy to my cock, causing it to thicken uncomfortably behind my zipper.