Pinned Up (Pinned Up Trilogy)

by C. Michelle

  Oh, God. His touch awakens every cell within me. Remaining focused proves to be more difficult than expected, but I’m determined to put my raging lust for him and my anxiety about the gun to the side. His presence gives me strength and courage.

  The adrenaline rush is pure ecstasy.

  I take a deep breath and gradually pull the trigger.

  The gun feels like it was made for my hand. The trigger pull has a great balance with little recoil, not too light or too hard. I love it. I continue to shoot until my magazine is empty. Josh observes me reloading. He’s confident that I can continue on my own and goes to his lane to shoot.

  I discretely take a moment to observe him. Raw sensuality exudes him as he’s serious and focused positioned in a wide stance firing his gun. I admire his athletic build with broad shoulders and narrow waist, the black long sleeve shirt he wears defines his upper body nicely. He’s wearing loose fitted Levi’s that beg for his ass to be grabbed. Damn…Joshua Ryan is one hell of a temptation who is making my inner thighs long to have him between my legs.

  I want him. I want to rip off his clothes and taste every bit of him. I want to get on my knees and swallow him whole. I want to make him weak and hear him moan. Nina! What the fuck? Get a grip! Get your horny ass together and start shooting!

  I snap out of my reverie and focus on my target. Between the two of us, we finish off three cases of ammunition. At some point, I noticed Josh firing a shotgun. He must have rented it. I was too entertained with my Sig to want to shoot anything else. Once we’re out of ammo, Josh explains it’s time to clean the guns.

  “Thank you.” I say simply and shyly.

  “You’re welcome.” He replies reluctantly and turns his attention back to his task.

  He takes his gun apart by removing the magazine, slide, barrel, recoil spring, and guide off the frame. I replicate the steps with my piece. He takes a thin rod with a brush at the end and adds gun oil. His hands are steady as he’s in deep thought expertly brushing, stroking, and wiping down each component.

  What I wouldn’t give to be that gun.

  We finish, wash up, and head out. We agree to grab a bite once we’re closer to home. We’re quiet for a while, it’s a comfortable silence. We have close to a two hour drive back home. He turns up the radio to an R&B station. The song, “Adorn” by Miguel comes on. It’s nice listening to a soothing song after enduring such an adrenaline rush. I feel relaxed.

  “Thank you again for taking me out. It was a very exhilarating surprise. I really enjoyed myself.” I’m completely beaming, but I don’t care.

  “You’re welcome. You seemed very focused and gravitated to that gun as if you’ve been shooting all your life. You did a great job.” Josh praises me with a prideful expression.

  “Thanks. I had an awesome instructor.” His smile makes me melt, so I turn away from him, and face the few lights we pass along the highway.

  “So, tell me, why does Kade call you Cheesecake?” Josh asks nonchalantly. I wonder how long he’s been curious about that.

  “I can’t tell you that. It’s personal.” I fake being offended by his question.

  “Please.” He begs. “How are we supposed to move forward in our relationship and go on an actual date if you don’t tell me about yourself?” He gives me a heartbreaking look, but slowly turns his frown into a shy sweet smile. Oh, he’s good.

  “Umm…excuse you. That look that you just gave me, don’t waste it on me. I’m immune to sexy guys giving me guilt trips.” Sexy? Who said that? D’oh! Hopefully, he didn’t notice.

  “Sexy?” Josh turns to look at me and raises an eyebrow. Of course, he noticed.

  “Calm down. Don’t get excited. I’m not jumping your bones or anything, so relax. This is a non-date, remember? No sugar talk.” My expression is stern.

  His jaw drops. “Do I need to remind you that you were the one who mentioned me being so sexy that you would kill to wash your wet panties on my washboard abs?”

  “There you go…twisting my words. You’re not funny, you know.” I can’t help but have a cheesy smirk on my face.

  “It’s ironic how you say I’m not funny, yet you haven’t stopped showing me your stunning smile. It’s really not fair. It’s one hell of a weapon that I’m quickly becoming a victim to.” He replies as he hungrily stares at my lips.

  Oh, dear God. Look away before you really jump his bones! Focus!

  “You…a victim? I don’t think so. You’re more like the predator or player, whatever term you prefer best.” Why did I say that? Now, he’s going to think that I’ve been overanalyzing him.

  “Player? I’ve never been in a relationship, so I can’t be a player or predator, whatever it is that you think of me. I don’t make empty promises to women. I’m not a liar, Nina. I say what I mean. Well, except when I’m speaking to my mom or when I’m rephrasing your statements to mean what you really want them to mean, but that’s different.” Josh tries to justify himself and his actions.

  “Why do you lie to your mom?” I’m curious.

  “We’ll talk about that some other time. Now, where were we? Ah, yes…you were in the middle of telling me how sexy I am and how you feel guilty for not jumping my bones. What’s with being allergic to sugar? You seem so adamant about staying away from that topic, yet you keep bringing it up. Can I interest you in a Splenda chat instead? It’s a sugar substitute. I’m all about finding solutions to problems.” He has the audacity to say with a straight face.

  “You think you’re cute and clever, huh?” Oh, I’m onto him.

  “Maybe. But, I’m definitely not as clever as you. I never would have thought about driving hours away for our non-date just so that you can spend as much time with me as possible. That’s simply genius. And for you to wear your hair in a bun…that’s bringing out the big guns. You know how cute I think it looks on you. I love how it exposes your neck, it tempts me to bury my face in it, and rest my head on your shoulder. I’d love to get lost in your sweet, clean scent I’ve been smelling all evening.” Josh turns to me, his look instantly turns lustful.

  “Focus on the road, tree hugger.” I smile and remain quiet. I allow myself to wonder about possibilities with Josh. The soothing music eventually takes over me. I begin to doze off. When I wake, mellow tunes are still playing; I notice my head is resting on his chest as he’s driving. I feel his arm around my shoulders and his hand touching my skin, caressing my side since my shirt has risen slightly. I feel safe and protected within his arms. His touch is heavenly. As I begin to stir, he tightens his hold on me. I revel with joy in his embrace.

  I want him. Fuck the consequences.

  My lips find his skin right above his collar. I dab gentle kisses along his neck working my way up until I reach his stubble. His jaw begins to clench, my teeth lightly graze it back and forth. I’ve altered my position so that I can face him. I’m on my knees with my legs spread apart over his right leg. His hand is all over my body caressing and rubbing every part that he can. As I’m nibbling on his earlobe, I hear him moan. I vaguely realize that now he’s driving at a faster speed. His hold on me has become desperate. I begin gliding my hand down to his pants. I feel his thick erection under my grasp, so I rub and massage it. He’s ready to be let loose. I start to unbutton his pants, but abruptly stop as I notice we’re no longer on the highway. We’re in a deserted commercial lot. He stops and shifts the gear to park.

  Josh looks at me with voracious eyes. “Since I first saw you, I haven’t stopped thinking about you. That’s never happened before. You’re intelligent, passionate…you’re absolutely beautiful.” He smiles warmly at me, but with an intense gaze. He grabs me by the nape of my neck and kisses me softly. His tongue enters my mouth as I welcome it anxiously. I slowly caress the stubble on his face with one hand and run my fingers through his hair with the other. I use this moment to straddle him and feel his hardness beneath me.

  Slyly he gets ahold of my bottom lip and begins to gently suck. He returns his attention to my whol
e mouth more aggressively; his intensity beckons me to meet his pace. I eagerly oblige. Our tongues revel in delight as our kisses become more eager. His strong hands grip my waist tightly and gradually work their way underneath my shirt excitedly caressing my bare skin. I bring my body as close to his as possible with our treacherous clothes being our only barriers.

  “God you feel so fuckin’ good.” He breathes into my mouth between kisses. I let out an untamable moan that’s been desperate to escape. He lowers his hands and grasps my ass firmly with both hands. His kisses work their way down to my neck enthusiastically. As he’s kissing and sucking my neck, on reflex I close my eyes and roll my head back allowing him full access. Our breathing has increased and I vaguely notice the windows of his truck have fogged up. We’re in our own little world inside his truck and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be at this moment. As I’m basking beneath his touch, he lowers his head and grabs my nipple with his teeth even though my shirt and bra are thin obstacles. The sharp pain feels exquisite and the only thing for me to do is moan louder and bury his face deeper onto my chest. In the heat of our moment, a loud pounding on the window startles us both.

  What the fuck?

  Reluctantly, I remove myself from Josh and sit beside him. I begin to laugh. I can’t believe I was just about to fuck this guy in a parking lot. What was I thinking? Talk about raunchy.

  Josh wipes down the window with his arm to get a better view of our hostile visitor. A security guard flashes his light inside the truck and tells us we’re in private property and need to leave. Josh lets out a frustrated sigh, reluctantly lowers his window, and pulls out his wallet. “Get that light out of my face.” He hands the security a business card. “This is my property, now be on your way and stay as far away from my truck as possible.”

  The security guard has a look of shock once he reads the card. “Yes, sir. Right away, sir. My apologies.” And takes off in his patrol car immediately.

  Now, both Josh and I are in hysterics.

  “Damn…tree hugger. You must be loaded if you own this building.” I whistle.

  “My company just built it; we’re in the process of leasing out the offices. Would you like a tour?” He asks with a big grin.

  “Not today. How about we get something to eat instead?” I suggest.

  “Okay.” He looks at me with a sexy, lazy smile and gives me a gentle kiss on the lips. Before he backs away, I get closer to him and prolong the kiss. I can’t help myself. His kisses are so good, they’re addicting. He enthusiastically matches my pace as we begin to savor each other’s mouths once again.

  As Josh skillfully strokes his tongue against mine, I can’t help but yearn to have him in me, even if it’s just for one night. Who cares if our only time together is in his truck? So what if it’s raunchy. Sometimes you just need to live in the moment and enjoy life.

  “Aren’t you hungry?” He asks as he begins to work his kisses down to my neck.

  “Maybe we should work up a really good appetite.” I reply breathlessly as I bestride him once again.

  Josh moans onto my neck, places his hands underneath my shirt to caress my sensitive skin, and pulls off my shirt in a swift motion. He continues to explore my mouth while he unhooks my lacy white bra. “God. Your breasts are perfect…so full…and silky.” He says in between kisses. He lowers his head, licks, and sucks on my nipple. As his mouth is entertained with one breast, his hand is stroking, twisting, and pinching the other nipple. His expert touch has me weak. I moan. I can feel myself getting wet.

  I need this man inside me. Now.

  Our breathing is deep and uneven. Josh unbuttons my jeans and I kick off my shoes. He lays me down on the bench seat. As he moves away, he pulls off my pants and removes my socks. He takes off his black shirt leaving on just a black tank top. Wow. Seeing his broad chest and cut up arms, escalate my craving for him. Dear Lord…he has a large tattoo on the right side of his chest and shoulder, but I can’t make it out. It doesn’t matter, knowing it’s there just adds to his sex appeal.

  Josh lowers himself and presses his body against mine. He feels so sexy and manly as he hovers on top of me. While kissing me, he slides his hand beneath my panties; he rubs my wet opening and finally inserts his two fingers inside me while rubbing my clit with his thumb. The constant invasion of his fingers feels amazing.

  “You’re nice and wet for me.” He breathes out in a husky voice. “You feel so good. I would have done anything to feel your trigger while we were at the range.” He whispers in my ear. His comment along with his continuous expert touch is about to send me over the edge. My body desperately craves it, but before I reach that glorious sensation, he backs away, removes my lacy thong, and puts on a condom.

  “I need to be inside of you.” He murmurs as he kisses my breast. He slowly enters me and immediately, I get taken by surprise. He feels extremely thick and long. Josh fills me so deep, my body isn’t prepared.

  “God, Nina…you feel so tight. You’re driving me crazy.” His voice sounds hoarse, as he says the words by my ear. He thrusts himself inside me over and over, the penetration is blissful, and I can feel myself losing control…I’m ready to explode. The orgasm that ripples through my body is exquisite. He continues to pierce me with his stiffness. I’m in heaven. As he prolongs the mind-blowing experience, my mind goes blank and I simply revel in the sensation. Once I’m back in reality, I become determined to ride him and give him an equally, incredible feeling.

  With a raspy voice from all my panting, I say, “Sit upright, I wanna ride you.” Swiftly, he does as he’s instructed, yet remains inside of me. Once I’m straddling him, I begin slowly grinding my hips on top of him and licking his neck. The combination of his clean scent, delicious taste, and feeling down in my sex feels overwhelming in the most pleasurable way. I continue by moving faster and pressing myself deeper onto him. He kisses me and moans as I aggressively grab his bottom lip with my teeth and begin to suck. I loosen my hold on his lip and invade his mouth with my tongue once again. He tightens his embrace as I continue to ride his thick bulge. Moments later, a gruff moan escapes him as he’s fighting to contain himself, but he can’t any longer.

  “Damn, Nina…you feel so fuckin’ good.” He groans. And with that comment, I feel myself lose control and feel his body tense as he and I both release ourselves. He remains inside me and continues to kiss me. I can stay like this forever…No, you can’t! Snap out of it, Nina! This was just a one-time thing!

  Eventually, we pull away and get dressed. I put on my seatbelt and assume he’s ready to leave the lot. Instead, he unbuckles my belt, reaches for me, and brings me to his side. “I want you next to me. I can’t get enough of you. You’re an amazing lady, Valentina Moretti.” He plants a soft kiss on my cheek that brings a smile to my face. I strap on the seatbelt that’s in the center of the bench seat and make myself comfortable.

  The drive back to the city feels like a dream. I rest my head against his chest as he keeps his arm wrapped around me. We talk, joke, and kiss all while R&B music continues to play in the background. Since it’s pretty late and most restaurants are closed, we grab a quick bite at a drive thru. My burger and chocolate shake have never tasted so good. He asks me to spend the night at his place. I refuse. He persists and begins to tickle me, determined to continue until I cave. I give up and agree to stay with him for the remainder of the evening.

  Josh resides within the Russian Hill district at the top of a very steep street. Luckily, tonight we went uphill, but tomorrow when he takes me home, it will be hell driving down to reach level ground. Instantly, I push the thought aside, no need to panic just yet.

  Josh drives slowly as he reaches his house surrounded by a wrought iron gate. With a remote, he opens the gate at the entrance of his driveway to the left of his home. Once the gate opens, the house immediately lights up. The Italianate structure is surrounded by a formal garden and has a red brick patio. He enters the deep driveway and parks his truck inside a garage located underne
ath his detached guest house. We walk over to his three story residence. As we enter, Josh gives me a quick tour. The bottom level is completely empty. He hasn’t decided what he wants to do with it yet. The second level consists of an open floor plan with warm, neutral tones and oversized furniture. It has a top of the line kitchen with a nook table towards the back wall, grand dining area, and a living room with a massive flat screen TV. The top floor consists of three bedrooms with their own bathrooms.

  “Wow. Your house is absolutely beautiful. Did you decorate it yourself?” I ask curiously. Everything looks very well put together. I wonder if a woman had her hands on the décor.

  “Thank you, but no I didn’t do much of the decorating. I did add the bamboo and tile floors myself along with the detailed trim work. This house actually belonged to my mom’s boyfriend, John. She used to stay here often, but once he passed away, my mom didn’t want to live here by herself. Neither one of us had the heart to rent or sell it, so I moved in and gave my mom the condo I had just purchased. Once she retired, she was anxious to stay busy, so I allowed her the opportunity to remodel the entire house. I informed her of everything I wanted and she ran with my ideas, ensuring I felt at home. Of course, my mom used as many recyclable and energy efficient materials whenever possible. They don’t call me a ‘tree hugger’ for nothing.” He laughs. As an afterthought, he asks, “Would you like something to drink? Wine? Beer? Are you hungry?” He’s attentive. I like that.

  “Are you trying to get me liquored up and take advantage of me for a second time?” I giggle. “Well, since I am thirsty, your ploy might just work. I’ll have a beer.”

  “If I recall correctly, you took advantage of me. You used your seduction powers that no human being in their right mind can resist. I was at your mercy to do as you pleased.” His easy going self vanishes, he gives me a predatory and lustful grin as he approaches me. “Now, it’s my turn.” All of a sudden, I feel tiny next to his tall and muscular body. “I’m not strategizing on getting you into bed. I don’t need to. You’ll do it willingly and enjoy every minute of it. Take off your clothes.” He uses an authoritative tone as he hovers over me, immediately my knees become weak.