Josh looked down at his hand where he still held the belt, and then let his eyes come back up to the half-naked woman in front of him. He grinned, tossing it aside.
“Not a damn thing.”
Shelly chuckled as she took a step toward him. “Good, because I have to tell you, that is so not my scene.”
Josh let his eyes run all over her when she stopped so close her nipples were brushing his white shirt.
“Oh no? Then what is?” he asked.
Shelly grinned up at Josh as he waited for her to do something.
It was almost comical to Shelly that she had felt more comfortable, more like her old self, when Josh had suggested she take off her shirt. She knew how to be this person—a sexy siren who could seduce a man with no problem. Shelly understood her.
She didn’t understand or have any idea how to handle the vulnerable, smitten, and lovesick Shelly.
Reaching out her hands, Shelly let them wander under the bottom of his shirt to his jeans, releasing the snap and unzipping them.
Josh stepped back from her. He quickly pushed his jeans down and kicked them aside, leaving him standing in his white shirt and navy boxer shorts.
Shelly let her eyes roam all over his body, and she had to admit that his muscle tone was amazing. She had always liked a little bulk on her men, but Josh was ridiculously buff.
Instead of moving a step toward him, Shelly watched him closely as she kicked off her boots, and then unsnapped her own shorts, sliding them, along with her tiny excuse for panties, right off her excited body.
She heard Josh suck in a deep breath as she kicked aside her final pieces of clothing, and then she moved to lie down for him on the blanket under her dreaming tree.
“Are you coming?” she asked.
He stood there in the sunlight, watching her in silence. Finally, he seemed to gain motor function again because he moved so he was standing at her feet.
He shook his head. “Not yet, but I’m really close.”
Shelly winked and stretched her hands out behind her. Completely unashamed of her body, she arched up her back and had a good morning stretch in the sunlight.
“Holy shit,” Josh muttered, shaking his head.
Shelly could see his erection as it strained against his boxers, and she licked her lips.
“Are you going to get down here on this blanket, Josh? Or stand there all day, staring?”
Josh ran a shaky hand through his hair, looking at the sex goddess who was currently stretched out butt-ass naked on his old blanket.
“The view is pretty amazing from up here.”
Shelly propped herself up on her elbows. “Josh, take off your clothes. I want to feel you naked, rubbing all over me.”
Now, who can argue with that? Certainly, not me.
Josh whipped off his shirt, and then pushed his boxers down, stepping away from them. He watched as Shelly’s eyes zoomed in on his hard-on, but he wasn’t ashamed, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to hide it.
If the way her eyes lit and then came back up to him with pure heat was any indication, she didn’t want him to hide either.
Josh dropped to his knees at her feet and made his way up her sun-warmed body. When he was finally mouth to mouth, chest to chest, and—thank God—hip-to-hip with her, he winked at her.
“Now, what did you want, Georgia? Me rubbing myself all over you?”
Between Josh’s body, finally touching hers in all the right spots, his sexy voice, and his wink, Shelly was about to come with absolutely no physical stimulation.
However, when he lowered his hips and rocked his hard cock up against her bare mound, she closed her eyes, letting out a small moan of pure delight.
Raising her hands, Shelly gripped his arms where they flexed as he held himself above her while he continued to rub himself against her slowly.
“Shelly, look at me,” he demanded softly.
Shelly found herself obeying without question, letting her eyes open and focus on his.
“You feel absolutely amazing underneath me.”
Shelly felt a grin creep across her lips as she raised one leg, placing her foot flat on the blanket, and lifted her hips to push against his.
“Well, you feel pretty amazing on top of me.”
When he groaned and lowered his mouth to hers, Shelly knew this was different. The emotions behind the actions had changed, and she felt them slowly wrapping around her heart as they bound them together.
His lips met hers in a tempestuous kiss that stripped her mind of anything other than having every part of him she could deep inside of her.
She let a hand roam up and slide into his hair, gripping it tightly. She held his mouth close to hers, so she could devour him every bit as much as he was consuming her. She sucked on his bottom lip and gave it a little nip, producing his rumbling groan and a flex of his hips.
He moved back, inching down her body to her breasts, and finally—thank God—took one of her hard nipples between his lips. He sucked on one while his other hand traced down her naked side to her hip.
Sliding his hand under her ass, he lifted her, grinding her up against his body, as he continued his sensuous assault on her sensitive nipples. Suddenly, Shelly felt a little bite and her back arched as she reached down to grip his hair. His eyes came up to meet hers in question, and as Shelly nodded and widened her legs a little more, he got his answer.
Josh had his mouth on one of her rosy little nipples and his other hand under ass, pulling her up hard against his body while he ground his aching cock against her.
Fuck, she’s on fire, and I want to be burned by her.
He moved his attention to her other nipple, licking and biting it before ending the delicious torment with a strong suck that had her arching and begging for more.
Smiling against her skin, he came back up her body, and then kissed her with everything he had. He slid his tongue between her parted lips, mimicking the very act he so desperately wanted. As he changed the angle of his head, for a deeper kiss, he felt her hands slide down his back to grip his ass, pulling him up hard against herself. Both of her legs were bent now, cradling his hips between her thighs. As she thrust her pelvis up, finally sliding his cock against her hot mound, he knew it was time.
Raising himself up above her, he looked down at her, laying there beneath him and the sun, and then he rocked his hips so the head of his erection slid between her wet folds.
As her mouth parted and her eyes fluttered shut, he pushed his hips forward and slowly let himself sink into her. He kept his eyes on her face as her mouth let out a moan and her eyes opened, latching onto his. He pushed forward, letting more of himself slide deeper inside her warm, wet heat. When he finally bottomed out, he lowered himself down slowly.
“I’m so lost in you, Georgia. I don’t even know where you end, and I begin. You feel so fucking amazing. I want to stay here forever,” he professed softly.
Shelly blinked as she raised her hands to grip Josh’s ass, pulling him in deeper, if that was possible. She was trying to comprehend what he had just told her, but instead of letting the full impact of his emotional confession sink in, she chose to make light of it and deal with feelings later.
Now, as he braced himself above her on arms she wanted to bite and lick, she couldn’t help but roll her hips up and reply, “Well, that might make it difficult for me to walk.”
She watched as Josh pushed his hips down toward her. His face was serious, knowing exactly what she was doing, but he chose to once again let her get away with it.