Goody Two Shoes (Invertary 2)

She didn’t know. Her tongue touched his lips and he kissed her again. Deeper. Harder. She pressed up into his chest, trying to make the ache in her breasts go away. It didn’t help.

“Do you want me to touch you?” he whispered.

“You are touching me.”

His hand slowly slid from her waist to her breast. The heat of his touch seared through her pyjamas and straight to her heart. She pressed into him.

“Do you want me to touch you here?”

“Yes, please.?

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Josh chuckled again as his hand stroked her feverish skin.

“You like this?”

“More,” she moaned.

His thumb flicked over her nipple. She gasped. Josh caught the end of her gasp with his mouth. She clung on to the ridges on his back as sensations overwhelmed her. Slowly his hand slid down from her breast. She moaned her complaint and felt him smile against her lips. A second later he stole under her top. Skin on skin. Perfect. His tongue swept lazy patterns inside her mouth as his fingers found her nipple and circled it slowly.

“Beautiful,” he told her.

“Need more,” she breathed.

“Your wish is my command.”

His knee worked between her legs until his thigh was touching her. There. Without thinking about it, she ground into him. Josh pushed the edge of her pyjama top upwards. The feel of the satin sliding over her skin was almost more than she could take.

“More?” he said.

She moaned her agreement.

His lips moved to her breast. Caroline would have come straight off the bed if it wasn’t for Josh holding her in place. Her breathing was fast; her head was spinning. Her fingers dug into warm muscle as his tongue did wonderful things to her nipple. She widened her legs so she could move closer to him. She wrapped her leg around his hip, arching into him. He grunted his approval against her skin. He blew cold air across her nipple, making her moan. He took her in his mouth and sucked. Hard. Her hips pushed upwards. Desperate. So desperate. Her nails dug into his back. She needed more. She needed all of him.

“You’re killing me here,” Josh said against her skin.

Caroline couldn’t reply. She felt his teeth brush her sensitive skin, and before she knew it, her hand was in his hair and she was pulling his mouth back to hers. Her tongue pushed in as soon as he was close enough to taste. She couldn’t get enough of him. His palm on her breast, his thigh between her legs, the taste of him, the smell of him. She was drowning in him.

“You have no idea how much I want you,” Josh told her.

Caroline’s head was fog. The words were lost in it. He pushed away from her, just enough so she could see the heat in his eyes.

“Oh,” she whispered.

“Yeah, oh,” Josh whispered back.

There was a loud yawn from downstairs. “I’m awake and I’m coming up to use the facilities. You two better be decent,” came the roar from beneath them.

Josh put his forehead to hers. He ran his thumb over her throbbing nipple one more time before pulling her top back down. “Sometimes, I hate my dad.”

Caroline fought for control of her body. She didn’t want to stop. Part of her didn’t even care that there wasn’t a door on her room. Let his father see. Let everyone see. Just don’t let Josh stop.

“You don’t think he heard, do you?” She worried her lip.

Josh shook his head. “He was snoring until a minute ago.”

“I’m at the bottom of the stairs,” bellowed his dad.