by Marie James
Of all the responsibilities I have in my life, my job, my mother, Mia and so many others, Josie is quickly becoming my number one priority; knowing she feels safe in my arms makes it worth it.
She rotates her hips, applying pressure to the erection that refuses to leave. “Please don’t,” I beg.
Her giggle makes me smile, but I lean in and nip at her shoulder. “You’re driving me crazy,” I inform her.
“My evil plan is working then.” She grinds her ass harder against me.
“Now I’m a mission?” I can feel her nod her head. “And your goal, Mariposa?” I know what her goal is but I’m dying to hear it from her lips.
“Operation Sex-Up Kaleb Perez,” she pants as I lick her neck and shoulder.
“Believe me, Josie I’m sexed up, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to have sex with you.” I push my thick cock against the cheeks of her ass. “But I can torture you as well.” I slide my hand up her thigh and under the oversized t-shirt, slowly making my way to her breast. I roll her already tight nipple between my fingers and feel her body melt into mine.
“I’ll get you so worked up,” I bite her shoulder harder. “You’ll beg me to take care of you.” Her hips continue to rotate against me. If I don’t take control she may actually win this battle of wills. I release her nipple and slide my hand down to the apex of her thighs, the promise of my touch cause her hips to still.
“You want me to touch you?” Her whimper is a huge ‘hell yes.’ She flexes her hips forward to try to deepen the touch. The move is anticipated and I don’t allow it; she whimpers again. “Who’s in control, Josie?”
When she doesn’t answer, I slowly begin to withdraw my hand. “You are,” she finally moans.
“May I touch you, Josie,” I taunt her.
“Please.”
“May I slide my fingers into you, Josie?” I let my fingers graze her clit.
“Please!” She answers a little more forceful this time.
I roll further on my back and pull her with me, my thigh sliding between her legs from behind, opening her thighs. I press my fingers lower through her slick folds, and now it’s my turn to hiss. “You’re drenched, Mariposa.” I groan in her ear, my fingers sliding easily towards her entrance.
“Good eye, Detective,” she sasses.
With the arm wrapped around her back I reach and pinch her nipple roughly. I resist the urge to tell her I’ll fill her mouth if she can’t keep it closed, but I don’t think she’s ready for that. On second thought she’d probably agree and open wide.
“Do you want me stop?” I ask as I slide the tip of my finger into her heat.
“God, NO!” She rasps and shifts her hips again.
“Then be quiet, Josie and just feel.” I whisper in her ear. “Feel my fingers in you. Feel my lips on you.” I kiss and lick her neck. “I can’t wait to be inside of you, Josie. I can feel how tight you’re going to be.” I slip two fingers deeper. “You’re not ready for me that way. Mariposa.”
Her body quivers and I know she’s getting close; my cock thickens further. “I’d hurt you if we did that now. I’ll need control and I’m barely hanging on to that now.” I curl my fingers to the front wall of her body and nearly come in my boxers at the sound she makes. “Fuck, Josie.” I pant in her ear. “Come for me.” I command.
Her body gives my fingers a long hard squeeze before it begins to ripple in orgasm. Her release so strong her entire body has gone rigid. I continue to stroke in and out of her, relishing in the feel of her body grasping at my fingers.
When she whimpers and pulls away from my hand, I know she’s too sensitive to continue. I withdraw my fingers from her and bring them to my mouth, sucking and cleaning her slickness from them. I close my eyes and groan, her taste quickly becoming my favorite flavor.
Once my hand is clean I wrap myself around her back. “I want to taste you,” she whispers.
“Soon,” I promise her on a yawn.
“Tomorrow?” she asks her voice full of hope.
“Tomorrow.” I agree before closing my eyes and falling asleep.
Chapter 13
Josie
I wake with a jolt, my nightmare clinging to me. Opening my eyes I realize Kaleb and I have shifted in our sleep and I’m lying across his chest as he sleeps peacefully on his back, his breathing soft and even. The covers have been kicked down revealing his hard muscled chest and the delicious looking trail of hair leading the way to what I presume is a substantial penis, if the feel of it against my hand last night was any indication.
I lick my lips as the urge to run my tongue down that little path hits me hard. He did say tomorrow and since the sun is slowly coming up over the horizon, it’s now tomorrow. I reach down and gingerly pull back the sheet covering his lower half. The sight of this man in nothing but these black boxer briefs causes my core to clench without even being touched.
I lean over and press my lips just below his belly button, enjoying the feel of his warm skin against my lips. I’m trembling from a combination of nervousness and need. I run my closed lips up and down the line of hair, letting it tickle them. I pull my head away and look back at his face; his breathing remains steady so I decide to continue.
I blow a hot breath over my cold fingers, figuring it would help not to startle him before I got started. I gently pinch the waistband of his boxers and pull them away from his body and down, uncovering his manhood. The sight of his thick erection forces me to believe he’s awake and just pretending to still be asleep but he’s not so much as twitched a muscle since I woke up.
Unable to pull the underwear all the way down, I position them as far down as I can and sit back on my heels. He’s completely shaved; his magnificent cock on full display with nothing to divert my attention. I lick my lips again, eager to lean in and taste him.
I position myself within reach and run my nose up the length of his shaft, which nearly reaches his belly button. I notice a drop of wetness bead at his tip and I snake my tongue out and taste it. The small drop is not enough to sate my desire to have him in my mouth.
Desire overriding any nervousness I may have been feeling, I open my lips and slide his tip into my mouth, closing my lips around him. Once my lips are sealed around him, I suck; he seems to swell against my tongue. Needing more lubrication, I release the suction and lick around the head and up and down his shaft. Satisfied, I slide my mouth back over him and begin to suck up and down his length.
I feel his stomach muscles flex and hear a small gasp out of his lips. I turn my head without releasing him and see Kaleb looking down at me with heavy lidded eyes. I let him fall out of my mouth and I smile up at him. “Oops?”
He smirks at me. “Oops? Like you just slipped and my cock landed in your mouth, oops?” I shake my head in agreement and bite my lip. “Take your shirt off,” he demands quietly.
I sit up and pull his t-shirt over my head, leaving me completely naked. “Take off your boxers,” I throw back at him. Surprisingly he lifts his hips and slides his briefs the rest of the way down and throws them on the floor. “What now?” I chew nervously on the tip of my finger, praying he doesn’t refuse me again.
“Lay on your side, facing me,” he requests. I keep my head toward his feet and turn facing him. He slides down, nipping my knee before lining us up. His thick, veined shaft is inches from my mouth. He grips my top leg, bends it, and pushes it towards my chest, opening me up to him.
“Amazing,” he says reverently before clamping his mouth over my core. I cry out, the sudden heat of his mouth sending my senses into overdrive. He releases me after a hard lick of my clit. “Taste me,” he begs, shifting closer to my hungry mouth.
Without hesitation I wrap my lips around him and take him as far down my throat as I can. With his size and my inexperience it’s not very far so I bring my hand up to the tight sac at the base of him. The low rumble that comes from his throat tells me he likes it.
It’s almost impossible to concentrate on what I’m supposed to
be doing when his talented tongue is lapping at me like a dog dying of thirst. He wraps his arms around my waist and tugs me on top of him. The action makes it easier to take him deeper. I hum around him in approval, eliciting a thrust of his hips.
My body is going haywire, both from his mouth on mine as well as finally having my mouth on him. I explode when I feel him reach up and slide two fingers inside of me, my mouth moving faster over him, hoping to bring him the same relief. I hear a grunt and his cock pulses in my mouth, the thickness of his seed nearly causing me to choke. I do my best to swallow it all, but some still manages to escape, sliding lazily down his testicles. I reach down and swipe at it with my fingers, using it to lubricate him so I can continue to stroke him.
I grin back at him over my shoulder while still straddling his face. He slides closer to the head board so he can make eye contact with me. Noticing my sly grin he slaps both of my ass cheeks. “Oops, my ass you little vixen.” I giggle then moan when he slips a thumb back inside of me, my core grasping at him, begging for more.
He pulls his thumb free and slips it in his mouth. He closes his mouth and moans like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted; my hand tightens around his barely softened penis, he wrenches free of my hand and slaps each ass cheek again. I can feel the heat of his erection against my breasts and I want nothing more than to slide down his legs and let him sink it into my desperate core, but I agreed to let him have control.
I roll off of him and land on my back. I part my legs wide so I can see his face. He seems happy, satisfied even.
“Was it ok?” I ask.
He runs his hand up my thigh. “I’ve never come so fast in my life, Josie. It was perfect.”
I smile in feminine triumph and pray he’s not just saying it so he doesn’t hurt my feelings.
He lifts off the bed and positions himself over me and I can’t help but wonder if this is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for, begging for. His hot cock is positioned on top of my pubic bone rather than lined up at my entrance and tells me I’ll still be waiting.
He leans in and kisses me, his thumb stroking over my cheek. “Good morning, beautiful,” he whispers against my swollen mouth.
“Yes it is,” I whisper back enjoying the tingle that’s left behind from his mouth being on me.
He nuzzles my nose with his own. “Shower with me?” I nod my head and allow him to pull me from the bed towards the master bathroom.
***
My shower time with Kaleb is cut short when he has to jump out when the doorbell chimes. It didn’t stop him from sucking a nipple into his mouth before getting out though. My body has been on high alert since we talked at the coffee shop. I don’t imagine being wound this tightly is healthy, but I know even when we do finally make love, I’ll only want more. It may actually be worse when I finally understand what I’ve been missing. At any rate, I can’t wait to find out.
I finish showering and step out in to the cozy bathroom, grabbing a towel Kaleb laid out for me. I also notice a t-shirt and a pair of boxers on the counter as well. I shrug, if he wants me to wear his clothes I’m all too willing to oblige.
I slip the soft blue shirt and gray boxers on and towel dry my hair as much as I can. I doubt he has a blow-dryer and he couldn’t get anything out of the bathroom of my apartment so I sigh knowing I’m in for a terrible struggle later when I finally get the chance to deal with my hair.
I walk out of the restroom back into Kaleb’s bedroom and stop dead in my tracks. Both Alexa and Lorali are leaning against Kaleb’s dresser with their arms crossed in front of their chests. “Hi,” I squeak and prepare myself for the attack.
Neither one of them say anything. The look on Alexa’s face tells me she’s impressed with whatever she believes happened. Lorali narrows her eyes at me and doesn’t say a word. I lower my eyes and toe at the carpet with my bare foot, unable to hide the smile on my face or the blush on my cheeks.
“Nice clothes,” Alexa finally speaks.
I bite my lip to keep from exploding, my ecstatic energy almost bursting at the seams. I finally have some girl talk to share, but Lorali is making me uncomfortable.
“Lor?” I look at her and smile.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” She questions quietly, being around Ian sure has changed her vocabulary.
I walk past them and close the door, Kaleb does not need to hear what is about to be said.
I sit on the edge of the bed and prepare myself for the butt chewing I am undoubtedly about to get from her.
“I see now why you’ve been less than concerned about letting me know you were okay.” She nods towards the disheveled bed.
Alexa giggles and Lorali glares at her and I think she’s still mad until I see her attempt to hide the wink she threw at her.
They’re messing with me. Well two can play at that game.
“I’ve been busy,” I smirk.
“Apparently,” Lorali mutters, attempting to feign anger.
“You look good,” Alexa observes.
“I feel great!” I exclaim. “I’ve come more times than I can count in the past twenty-four hours!”
I hear Lorali gasp. “You fucked him?” Her eyes are wide and her mouth is hanging open enough she could trap a fly.
Alexa joins in on the surprise. “You gave him your virginity?”
“First,” I chuckle looking at Alexa. “I’m not a virgin and second,” I shift my eyes to Lorali. “I did not…” I lower my voice, “…fuck him.” I shrug my shoulders. Technically.
They are now both staring at me like I’ve lost my mind.
“Not a virgin?” Lorali says it like it’s the most absurd thing she’s ever heard. “Since when?”
“Ummm…sophomore year in college.” I tilt my head at her.
“You’ve always said you were a virgin.” Alexa adds.
“No,” I hold my finger up and point between the two of them. “You guys have assumed I was a virgin and I just never corrected you.”
“You didn’t have sex with him?” Lorali asks skeptically. I shake my head no. “Hon, you’re wearing his underwear.” She says pointing out the obvious.
“And I also showered with him and sucked him off this morning, but we haven’t had sex.” I say in a flat matter of fact tone; it leaves them both speechless.
“Who are you?” Lorali whispers, “and what have you done with my little sister?”
I grin at her and make sure my voice is low, leaning my head in so they can both hear. “I have no idea what’s gotten into me, but I get around him and…” I just shake my head. “I want nothing more than to just strip down and give him carte blanche.”
“Why haven’t you?” Alexa asks dumbfounded.
“Not like I haven’t tried. Listen, I’m not a virgin but I only had sex once in college and it was…well what I can remember of it was awful.”
“Were you assaulted?” Lorali’s voice is laced with concern.
“No!” I state emphatically. “Just a little drunk. Kaleb says he wants to make sure I’m ready. He doesn’t want to hurt me.”
“That’s super fucking sweet,” Alexa says without a hint of sarcasm. Love sure is looking good on her.
“We were worried about you,” Lorali says returning to the reason they are both here.
“I know. I’m sorry I didn’t call.” I frown when I see the worry lines mar her forehead.
“Can you tell us what happened? We only have bits and pieces.” Lorali pleas.
“Wednesday I came home and there was a letter in the mail box. I was on the phone with Kaleb when I opened it.” I draw in a shaky breath. “It was a death threat. I dropped my phone and it shattered on the kitchen floor. Kaleb rushed over when I dropped my phone and stayed at the apartment with me.”
They’re both smiling ear to ear at the mention of Kaleb. “He slept in the guest room.” I qualify.
“I went to work Friday and when I came home the door was kicked in.” I take a deep breath and close my eyes to try to get
the nausea to subside before I can continue. Lorali sits down beside me and strokes my back just like she would do when we were kids. The action calms me immediately.
“There was another death threat on the table with a huge dead rat. Kaleb came and took me away. I can’t go back to that apartment.” I shake my head.
“You can stay with Ian and me,” Lorali offers.
“I have to look for my own apartment. You’re about to get married and I’m not interested in living with a married couple.” I lower my eye and glance at the closed bedroom door.
“You want to stay here,” Alexa whispers and sits beside me.
“Is that so bad?” She’s right. I’d like nothing more than to spend more time with Kaleb.
“Not at all, Josie. How does he feel about that?” That’s the million dollar question isn’t it?
“I don’t know,” I respond truthfully. “We haven’t talked about anything like that. I’ll ask him later and let you guys know what he says.”
“Ian got you another phone,” Lorali stands and digs in her purse on Kaleb’s dresser. “It’s already set with the info you had in the Cloud. Same number and everything.” She smiles and hands it to me.
“He’s pretty amazing!” I praise.
“Yep,” She grins from ear to ear. I hope I find what she has. I hope Kaleb will be that man for me.
There’s a light knock on the door and I stand to pull it open. Kaleb is in the doorway and eyes me up and down my body.
“You look good in my clothes, Josie.” He leans in closer so only I can hear him. “You look even better out of them.” He winks and walks past me into the room, his pinky finger grazing my hip as he passes.
“Ladies, can you stay for breakfast? I have homemade monkey bread in the oven.” I peer around him and they are both staring at him like he’s some sort of anomaly. I can’t help but smile. Yep my man cooks.
“Ian and Garrett are out in the truck,” Lorali explains.
“Actually they’re in the living room watching Sports Center.” He hooks his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the living room.
“I guess we’re staying then,” Alexa answers as she slowly gets off the bed and heads to the living room.
