Falling for You

Josh backs me into the wall. I break our kiss, gasping for air. I barely register the sting of my back hitting what might be a door because Josh’s mouth is on my neck again. He nips and sucks and I quiver, already on the edge of coming.

The door gives way as lips find my ear and we’re moving again. Josh drops me on the bed. He tears that stupid cowboy vest off then pulls his shirt over his head. My eyes meet his, silently begging for him to do something. Anything.

Josh slides his hands up my thighs, then smirks when he realizes I ditched my panties in the bathroom. I bend my knees, my legs instinctually closing, but he presses them open. “How bad do you want me, Layla?”

He dips his head, running his nose along the inside of my thigh, nipping as he goes. My hips buck and he takes that as an invitation to swipe his tongue along my center. I bite my lip, holding in a whimper, but loose all control of the sounds coming out of me when Josh inserts one finger, and then another, pumping them in and out until I see stars.

He dips his head again and sucks on my clit, all while working his fingers. I claw at the sheets, desperate to get away, even though this feels amazing, but Josh has my leg and pulls me onto his face. A few more pumps of his finger, and I feel it. That rush of euphoria that leaves me a limp mess on his bed.

Josh smirks. He lifts his head then wipes his mouth with the back of his hands. “You taste delightful.”

“Uh-huh,” is all I can manage. My heart is racing. My legs are shaking, and I can feel my pulse in my eyelids.

I stare at the ceiling and take a moment to catch my breath. That was fucking amazing!

Josh’s pants fall to the floor and I’m hot again. I push up onto my elbows and see Josh, adjusting himself over his boxers, staring at me, his eyes perusing my body.

“Tell me you don’t want this now, because I make no promises that I’ll be able to stop if you change your mind.” He pauses. Smirks. “Or how long I’ll last.”

I let my legs fall open and reach down, touching myself. I’m wet. Wetter than I’ve been any other time I’ve done this. I run my fingers over my clit, circling until it feels good. Josh’s eyes go wide. If I thought he was handsome before, this look, this burning gaze, it sets me on fire.

“If you don’t do something soon, I’ll be taking care of myself and won’t need those moves you promised.”

Josh drops his boxers to his feet and, for a moment, I’m shocked. His length is what I'm assuming to be is average, but he’s thick. So much thicker than the two fingers he had inside me. He sheaths himself with a condom, then pulls me by the legs to him.

“You’re fucking beautiful.” Josh slams his mouth into mine again. Our tongues move out of sync because I can’t focus on anything but his dick pressing against my center. He’s not entering, just teasing me with a little pressure, then pulling back, only to tease me again.

I feel the sharp nip of Josh’s teeth on my bottom lip. I groan, dizzy with want and frustrated to the point of nearly pushing him off of me to take care of myself. Just when I’m at the edge of pissed and desperate, ready to tell Josh to make up his mind on if this is happening or not, he thrusts deep inside me. I gasp and bite his shoulder to hold back my moan as he adjusts himself, then fills me completely.

The stretching of my skin around him is a pain comparable to when I lost my virginity, but it isn’t unpleasant. Josh moves his hips, and with every pump, the pressure between my legs morphs from uncomfortable to unbelievable.

I arch my back, angling him to the sweet spot. Just as Josh finds it, he pulls out.

“Get on your hands and knees.”

I flip on to my belly. Josh grips my hips, pulling my ass into the air before sinking into me again.

“Oh!”

My body shakes with pleasure af

ter the first pump. My arms give out and I fall onto my elbows with the second. This angle is even better than the last. I grip the sheets, coming again, and Josh pumps deeper. Harder. I’m riding the wave of yet another explosion when Josh stills. He pulls out and I collapse onto my stomach.

“Jesus.” I close my eyes, feeling my pulse thrum against my skin. Now that is what sex is supposed to feel like! The bed dips as Josh shifts beside me. He rubs circles on my back. I turn my head and see him through new eyes. “I think I understand why Amanda won’t let you go.”

Josh narrows his eyes and grunts.

I roll onto my side, still feeling the buzz beneath my skin, and smirk. “Too soon?”

“Never is too soon.” Josh pulls the used condom off and cleans himself up with a dirty shirt. “Want to take a shower with me?”

I roll over and kiss his lips. “Yes.”

I smile, keeping my eyes closed a few seconds longer as Josh threads his fingers through my hair, sending shivers of delight down my spine. I slept better last night than I have in years. Multiple orgasms will do that to you.

“You are absolutely gorgeous,” he mutters, then kisses my lips.

“Careful.” I roll into Josh’s arms and gaze into his eyes. “You’re gonna get me used to this.”