by Laura Farr
“Josh,” I moaned as his tongue stroked against me, my fingers pulling on his hair as his hands gripped my waist, his fingers digging gently into my skin. After a few seconds, he stood up and lifted me back up on the vanity. He took one of my legs and hooked it over his shoulder, his mouth immediately back on me. I dropped my head back against the mirror behind me and gasped as I felt my orgasm slowly begin to build. He gently pushed a finger inside me and my legs trembled uncontrollably.
I moaned his name again as he inserted another finger, gently moving them in and out as his tongue continued to stroke against me. Unable to stay still, I lifted my hips in an attempt to get closer to him. His tongue began to circle me faster, and I groaned as his fingers hit a sensitive spot inside me. Sitting up, I tugged on his hair, pressing his mouth against me. “God, I’m going to come,” I said as his hand reached up and pinched my nipple. I cried out as my orgasm hit me like a freight train. He never let up with his mouth or fingers, and wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, my body jerking against him.
After the longest and most intense orgasm I’d ever had, my body slumped back against the mirror, my breathing erratic. My eyes were closed and my heart was pounding in my chest. I felt Josh make his way up my body, lavishing kisses around my breasts and up my neck. He gently pulled me so I was sitting up, and I opened my eyes to see his face level with mine.
“God Josh, that just gets better every time,” I told him breathlessly. He chuckled and kissed my lips, his hand snaking up into my hair. The kiss soon became heated again and he positioned me at the edge of the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pulled me into his body. I could feel his erection, hard and hot between my legs, and I gasped as his hardness rubbed against me. The intensity of his kisses increased as I rocked my body against his and he moaned into my mouth. After a few minutes, he broke the kiss, leaving me breathless again and even more turned on than before. He lifted me up and I tightened my legs around him as he carried me across the room, putting me down next to the bath. He removed his boxers and I watched on shaky legs as his erection sprang free. He climbed into the enormous bath and sat down at one end, his arms open to me. I smiled as I noticed rose petals floating in the water.
“Climb in,” he said, his voice raspy. I climbed in between his legs and sat down, my back to his chest. His arms circled around me and I dropped my head back onto his shoulder.
“This is beautiful, the candles and the rose petals…thank you,” I said quietly, turning my head and brushing my lips against his stubbled chin.
“I’m glad you like it,” he replied, turning his head to kiss me. We lay in each other’s arms for a while, Josh’s hands resting on my small bump. “When’s your next doctor’s appointment?” he asked, gently stroking his fingers around my stomach.
“Next week, Tuesday I think.”
“Can I come?” he asked, sounding unsure. I sat up and turned around so I was kneeling in front of him.
“Yes, I’d love for you to come.”
His face lit up with a smile and he pulled me against him. “Thank you,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss me. I could feel his erection pressing against me and I straddled his lap, rolling my hips against him. He groaned against my mouth as he bit down gently on my bottom lip. I parted my lips and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. His fingers dug into my waist and he rocked my body against his as he kissed me. Breaking the kiss, he brushed soft kisses around my jaw and down my neck. Lifting me slightly out of the water, his mouth found my breast and he sucked my nipple, flicking it with his tongue. I dropped my head back and arched my back, pushing my chest closer to him. He sucked harder, making me moan loudly, the sound echoing around the bathroom.
Reaching between us, I curled my hand around his erection, gripping him tightly. I stroked him from base to tip twice before he growled and released my nipple from his mouth, his hand coming to rest lightly over mine. “Baby, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come in your hand like a 15-year-old.” I smirked and stroked him again, watching as his eyes rolled and his head dropped back. His hand tightened around mine, forcing me to stop. “I want to be inside you Savannah,” he said, his voice thick with lust. I nodded and he released my hand, guiding his erection between my legs.
I sank down onto him, gasping as pleasure raced through me. Watching as his breathing accelerated, I rocked my body against his, the water from the bath sloshing over the sides and onto the floor. His hands reached up to stroke my breasts and his fingers pulled on my nipples. I moved my hands behind me and rested them on his legs, my back arched and my chest pushed out, eager to feel his hands on me. His fingers left my nipples as his hands caressed the rest of my body. I was panting by then and knew I was close to a second orgasm. Moving my hands from behind me, I ran them up his arms, over his shoulders, and around his neck. Finding his lips, I kissed him, snaking my tongue into his mouth, his thrusts becoming more urgent as we kissed. I moved my body in time with his. Feeling my orgasm building, I pulled out of the kiss and dropped my head back. Knowing what I needed, Josh took my nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it. I exploded around him, calling out his name as I came. My orgasm initiated his and he exploded inside me, biting down gently on my nipple as he came. We continued to move together, riding out our orgasms before I collapsed against his chest, and I felt his arms tighten around me.
After a few minutes, my breathing had calmed down and I could finally speak. “I love you,” I muttered, kissing along his shoulder and up his neck.
“I love you too,” he said, his mouth finding mine as my kisses reached his lips.
“I think we should stay in and do this all night,” I mumbled against his lips, my stomach choosing that moment to growl loudly.
“As good as that sounds, sweetheart, it seems like someone is hungry.” He reached his hand down and placed it over my stomach. “If we hurry, we should still be able to make our reservation.”
“Eating is overrated,” I said, rolling my hips and feeling him swell inside me, a groan escaping his lips.
“Sav,” he moaned. “You have no idea how much I want to stay buried inside you, but you need to eat.” Ignoring him, I attempted to roll my hips again, but his hands flew to my waist and he stilled me. “Savannah,” he warned.
“Joshua,” I sassed, a smirk on my lips. My stomach growled again and I laughed. “Okay, okay, you win, we’ll eat.” He lifted me off his lap and I whimpered at the empty feeling that was left behind.
“You okay?” he asked and I nodded, kissing him quickly on the lips before climbing out of the bath.
“I’m just going to wash off,” I told him, padding across the room to the walk-in shower. Turning around, I saw him still sitting in the bath, his eyes traveling up and down my naked body.
“Are you not getting out?” I asked, slipping behind the transparent shower screen and turning on the water. I waited for it to heat up.
“Just enjoying the view,” he replied, his hands going behind his head as he stretched his legs out, his eyes burning into me. I shook my ass at him before walking under the hot spray and I heard his faint laugh. I smiled as I washed my body, knowing he could see everything I was doing. A few minutes later I stepped out and reached for a towel, wrapping it around my wet body. I expected to see Josh still lying in the tub, but the room was empty. Walking into the bedroom, I could see him standing on the balcony, dressed and ready to go. My eyes drifted to his ass, his dark jeans looking incredible on him. He was wearing a white dress shirt and as he turned around, I could see that his sleeves were rolled up, his tanned forearms on display. My eyes dropped down to his feet and saw that his cowboy boots were underneath his jeans. He looked so sexy, my mouth watered, and I watched as he walked into the bedroom. Smiling at me, he sat on the bed and watched me get ready. I chose to wear a beautiful navy wrap dress Josh had bought me earlier in the day, and after slipping some flats on my feet, I was finally ready.
“You look beautiful,” Josh said, standing
behind me as I looked at myself in the full-length mirror, his hands wrapping around my waist and his chin resting on my shoulder.
“Thank you. You’re looking pretty hot yourself.” I wriggled my eyebrows in the mirror and he laughed. “Today has been amazing. I still can’t believe it’s happening,” I gushed.
“It’s happening baby, and it’s not over yet.” He took my hand and guided me out of the room.
“Best date ever,” I murmured as I followed him, knowing I’d follow him anywhere he led me.
Waking up on my back, I stretched my arms above my head and yawned. Turning onto my side, I smiled as I caught sight of Josh. His hair was messy and dark stubble adorned his beautiful face as his thick black eyelashes rested on his cheeks. I almost had to pinch myself, still not quite believing he was finally mine. Shifting closer toward him, I felt a delicious sting between my legs, a reminder of the hot sex we’d had after returning from the restaurant. I lay staring at him for a few minutes, watching his chest rise and fall steadily as he slept.
We had until 12 to check out. Wanting to make the most of the beautiful room and the time alone, I sneaked out of bed, creeping through the double doors into the lounge area. Picking up the phone, I called down to reception and ordered room service for breakfast. Padding back through the bedroom, I grabbed my phone off the nightstand before glancing at Josh, who was still out cold.
Suddenly needing to pee, I headed for the bathroom. After using the facilities, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and winced. My hair was all over the place, and my eyes were rimmed with black from the mascara I’d failed to take off. Smiling again, I remembered why I hadn’t been able to remove my makeup—it mainly involved Josh holding me captive in bed the second we returned to the room. He’d spent what felt like hours showering my body with kisses and caresses, his hands and mouth bringing me untold pleasure.
I turned the faucet on, splashing my face with cold water. My lips were swollen from the night’s kisses, and as my eyes dropped to my chest in the reflection of the mirror, I gasped. Pulling my top down, I saw a large hickey at the top of my left breast. I had no idea when he had given it to me, but from memory, there would have been plenty of opportunities. Being pregnant, my breasts were incredibly sensitive, and Josh had quickly learned that I loved his mouth on them. I covered myself up and quickly brushed my teeth, raking my hands through my hair in an attempt to try to tame it.
Once I made myself look half decent, I reached for my phone. I was desperate to tell Lib about me and Josh but I didn’t know if she’d still be asleep, so I sent her a message rather than calling her.
Me: Hey Lib! Guess where I am??
I only had to wait a minute or so before my phone chimed with an incoming message.
Libby: No idea? Where?
Me: At the Four Seasons in Austin!!
Libby: What?? Who with??
Me: Josh!!!
My phone rang almost immediately, and I said hello to Libby with a smile. I spent the next 10 minutes filling her in on everything that had happened since I’d picked Josh up from the Brass Hall. She was excitedly repeating everything back to Mason, who must have been with her, and as I told her about our boat ride on the lake and the flowers Josh had arranged around the room, I heard her squealing and jumping up and down. She took great pleasure in reminding me that she had always said Josh wanted to be with me, and although she kept asking what had kept us apart, I didn’t want to break Josh’s confidence and managed to steer the conversation away from her questions.
Hearing a knock on the door, I promised to call her as soon as we were home. Hanging up, I rushed out of the bathroom and through the bedroom. I wanted to surprise Josh with breakfast in bed, and to do that I needed him to stay asleep for a few more minutes. Swinging open the door to the suite, I was greeted by a young waiter and a huge cart full of food. I watched as his eyes glanced down to my bare legs and I felt my face flush with heat. In my eagerness to open the door, I’d forgotten that all I was wearing was a pair of panties and one of Josh’s t-shirts.
“Erm…come in,” I stuttered, trying to shield my body behind the door; that worked until he was actually in the room. Then, after shutting the door, I had nowhere to hide.
“Are you here alone?” he asked with a smirk, his eyes roaming my body. “I could keep you company if you like.”
I put my hands on my hips and glared at him. “Are you this inappropriate with all the guests you wait on?” I asked, watching as the smirk fell from his lips.
“Only the ones who are asking for it,” he replied angrily, his voice getting louder.
“How dare you! I think you better leave, now!” I exclaimed, turning and opening the door.
“You stuck-up bitch!” he shouted, anger radiating off him.
“Oi, jackass!” I heard Josh shout from the bedroom door. “Don’t speak to my girlfriend like that! Get out, now!” He crossed the room and grabbed the waiter’s arm, dragging him toward the door. Josh was much bigger, and it took little effort from him to throw the waiter out.
“I’ll be speaking to your manager, and you’ll be lucky if you have a job when I’m done with you,” Josh exclaimed before slamming the door on him. Turning to look at me, his face was like thunder. “What were you thinking, opening the door dressed like that?” he snapped, looking me up and down.
“I was thinking I’d get you breakfast in bed,” I said, shocked that he seemed angry with me. I tried to push past him but he gently grabbed my arm.
“Stop,” he said, his voice softening. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you, I’m sorry. I just lost my shit when I saw that asshole looking at you.” I let him pull me into his arms and buried my face in his bare chest. To my horror, I felt tears pool in my eyes, and before I knew what was happening, I was crying. Lately, the smallest thing had me bursting into tears. Gently pushing me off his chest, Josh forced me to look at him. “God, you’re crying,” he whispered, pulling me back into his arms. “I swore I’d never be the reason you cried again, and here you are crying on our first date,” he mumbled into my hair, the devastation evident in his voice.
I shook my head and pulled out of his embrace. “I don’t know why I’m crying!” I exclaimed, taking a deep breath and forcing the tears to stop.
“I know why—it’s because I’m an idiot. I’m so sorry sweetheart. I never meant to shout at you, but you’re mine, and I don’t want anyone seeing you like that.”
“I didn’t even think when I opened the door, I was just excited to get you breakfast in bed.”
“Come on, let’s have breakfast and then I’ll show you my favorite thing to eat in bed,” he said with a wink, his lips brushing against mine. Heat pooled between my legs at his words and I bit down on my lip. He laughed, seeing my reaction. “Breakfast first, and then I’ll take care of you.”
“Promise?” I whispered.
“Always,” he whispered back, kissing me again before leading me back into the bedroom.
A couple hours later, we were heading back to Marble Falls. Breakfast was good, but not as good as the hour we spent in the walk-in shower. Josh kept his promise by showing me exactly what he liked to eat in bed, followed by what he liked to do in the shower. I smiled and squeezed his hand, which was wrapped around mine.
“Thank you for an amazing first date,” I shouted, the wind whipping around our heads as we drove with the top down. “I wish it didn’t have to end.”
“Me too baby…” He trailed off. “My parents are away for a few weeks, so what do you think about me staying at your place?” He looked nervous as he asked me, and I grinned at him.
“I’d love that!” I exclaimed. “But are you sure you want to be at my tiny cottage rather than at your place?” There was no getting away from the fact that my cottage was nowhere near as comfortable as his house.
“I want to be wherever you are Sav. We’ve wasted enough time being apart, I just want to be with you.” We’d hit some traffic and were stationary, so taking my chance w
hile we weren’t moving, I flung my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.
“I’ll take that as a yes then,” he said with a chuckle, and I nodded, sitting back in my seat. “We also need to talk about what happens when the baby comes. I want us to be a family Sav, one where we’re all together. I know this is pretty new between us, and I don’t want to rush you into something you aren’t comfortable with…we can talk about it when we don’t have to shout,” he said as the traffic cleared and he picked up speed. As I sat next to him, my mind raced—did that mean he wanted us to live together? Where would we live? I’d only just moved into the cottage, and I wanted to be by my parents when the baby came. As nice as it was to be riding in a convertible, I wished we weren’t so we could actually talk. I felt Josh squeeze my hand and I looked over at him.
“I can see your mind working overtime,” he shouted. “We’ll make it work.” I smiled at him and nodded. He’d said he didn’t want to rush me into something I wasn’t comfortable with, but I’d wanted to be with him for as long as I could remember. Now that I knew he wanted me and the baby, I couldn’t wait for the three of us to be a family.
We drove back in comfortable silence, my hand wrapped in Josh’s the whole way. An hour or so later, we arrived back at the ranch and parked in front of the house. I could see Brody working in the barn, and I glanced over at Josh, noticing that he too had seen him. “I think I need to go have a word with Brody, tell him about us,” Josh said, looking worried.
“I’ll come with you,” I told him, seeing his apprehension.
“I think I’d better go on my own, if you don’t mind?” His eyes were still fixed on Brody, whose back was to us so he hadn’t seen us yet.
