“Are you ready for orgasm number one?” Josh growled and removed his fingers.
I pouted at the loss of fullness, and the sexiest, most devious, smile hit his lips. His strong hands lifted my hips as he slid my panties down my thighs, before flinging the expensive lace to the other side of the room. I had completely forgotten that I was even still wearing them. Yep, he was officially the god of finger fucking, because he made me forget about everything.
“Someone is over-eager,” I teased, allowing my thighs to fall open and immediately feeling sexier than ever.
He sucked one of the fingers that had just been inside me into his mouth before removing it with a loud pop. “If you tasted your sweet candy, you’d understand.”
A wicked glint flashed in his eyes as he, once again, ran his finger through my wetness. Every time he touched me, I shivered with delight. He pulled it out and I couldn’t stop myself from focusing on the glisten of my arousal as he slowly lifted his finger. My breathing faltered as he leaned over, wrapped his free arm around my middle, and pulled me up until I was in a sitting position.
“It’s time for you to taste my favorite candy, Ashy.”
He placed a finger to my mouth and traced my bottom lip with wetness. The thought of my own arousal being painted on my lips was like nothing I had experienced before. I’d never felt this turned on in my life. My tongue darted out, and his eyes blazed at the sight of me zealously tasting myself. The lioness within me roared to life. I moved closer, and Josh didn’t budge an inch. Any inhibitions ceased to exist, and I didn’t consider anything other than right now. My gaze locked onto the finger that had traced my bottom lip and, with a smirk, I took his finger into my mouth, then slid my tongue up and down, swirling and caressing the tip and consuming my taste like I was starved. The groan that echoed from deep within his chest encouraged me to take it a step further.
“Fuck,” he stammered, as I sucked his finger deep into my mouth and devoured it with wild abandon. I shifted forward, closing the distance between us. I went to take his other finger into my mouth, but he pulled back.
“We share this one,” he mumbled and moved his mouth to mine. Josh’s tongue touched mine as he ran the length of his finger before our tongues tangled. If I wasn’t soaked already, this would have been the moment. He pulled his finger away, but our mouths never parted. It was only when I felt his fingers slid back inside of me that I gasped and pulled away. I shifted my hips and rode his fingers as the pressure to explode shot through me. My head fell to his bare shoulder and I felt myself begin to come undone. My teeth dug into his flesh as I shattered around his fingers and soared to one of the best and most intense orgasms of my life. While I came down, he gently laid me on the bed and removed his fingers. My eyes fluttered shut as the feeling of being completely spent washed over me.
I felt the bed move, and then his mouth was on me. Holy fucking shit. I couldn’t handle another orgasm, not yet, but boy was I going to try. It took all of four strokes of his tongue to send me soaring sky high again. That had to be a record. My whimpers were like silent pleas, begging for him to take me to that magical place again. One of my hands gripped the sheets, while the other ran through his hair as he had his feast. Yes, men had gone down on me before, but this was completely different. He wasn’t lapping at me like a dog the way other men had; no, Josh was feasting like I was his favorite food and he wanted to savor every single taste. After giving me my second orgasm of the night, he crawled up the bed and pulled me into his arms. My ragged breathing filled the air, while my mind went crazy. I’d succumbed once again. I had fallen for the charms and promise of distraction that he offered. So much for telling him that he wouldn’t touch me again; that was clearly a dismal failure. I felt myself crashing into much needed sleep, but I wanted to give him the relief his body clearly needed.
My hand ran down his stomach and made it to the top of his sweatpants, before his hand came down on top of mine. I looked up at him with confusion. He had just given me two orgasms, so I would definitely be repaying the favor, because I knew he was rock hard. Indecision flashed in his eyes as he reluctantly entwined our fingers and lifted my hand from his stomach.
“If you go anywhere near my cock I’m going to want to fuck you, and I can’t fuck you at my parents place, because, Ashy, when I have you again, you’re going to be screaming my name.”
Holy shit, I had completely forgotten about his parents.
“I forgot we were here,” I whispered in disbelief.
“That means I did a good job.”
“It was okay, I guess,” I said, teasing, and rolled to my side to face him. In the moonlight I saw him smile, and my heart fluttered.
“The bite marks gracing my shoulder tell me it was more than okay.” He matched my movements until he was on his side facing me, and his arm rested over my waist allowing his hand to fall to the small of my back. “We should get some sleep.”
“Thank you for whisking me away to my favorite place,” I whispered as exhaustion slayed into me.
His arms tugged me closer, until our bodies were flush and our legs tangled together. “Where’s your favorite place, Ashy?”
“Right here. Right where I am now. I like to call it Josh Land. The most enjoyable place in all of the lands, where incredible highs are guaranteed and orgasms are provided without question.”
His soft chuckle sounded like sweet music to my ears. “Well, Josh Land is open all year round to you, for whatever you need.”
“Even if it’s just cuddles on the couch and not anything that could lead to my panties ending up on the floor? Although, what we just shared was hands down the hottest moment of my life,” I said with a satisfied sigh.
“Even cuddles. Whatever you want,” he said softly.
He was going to ruin me for all other men at the rate he was going. I dropped my face to his chest and burrowed in as sleep was pulling me in. With my eyes shut and calm sweeping through me from the vibrations of his heart against my cheek, I whispered, “You truly are a girl’s favorite kind of friend.”
That night, I slept the best I had in a very long time, and it would seem it was all because of the guy that wrapped me in his arms all night.
My beautiful confusion.
My secret temptation.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
The sound of light knocking intruded my peaceful slumber. I opened one eye and glanced at the closed door. Evidence of a new day flooded the room since the blinds were left open, and warmth curled around me. My body was wrapped tightly around the curves of Ashlyn’s, and her light breathing ricocheted off my bare chest. Instinctively, I licked my lips, desperate for any lingering taste of her. Fuck, last night was incredible. Knowing that we could’ve easily been caught seemed to unleash the lioness within Ashlyn. Her reluctance came to a crashing halt the moment I touched her greedy pussy, and her fieriness came to life. Her pants and soft moans were like music to my ears. I’d be lying if I said I could wait to hear her screaming my name as she clawed my back while I thoroughly claimed her. Fuck, I was in deep.
Movement sounded from out in the hall and our solitude was about to be shattered. The door opened slowly and Dad appeared. His face was washed with hesitation before his eyes locked onto Ashlyn in my arms, then all hesitation fled.
“Bud, we are organizing breakfast. Will you and Ash be sticking around?” he questioned softly.