Page 39 of Drive Me Wild
Her hand falls to her side, and I immediately miss the feel of her warm palm against me. “Will you promise me that whenever this ends, we’ll still be friends?”
I ignore the prick of pain the wordswhenever this endselicits and cup her cheeks in my hands. As she looks at me with wide eyes that could melt a glacial snowcap, I momentarily lose my train of thought. I’d stealanycountry’s government documents if she fucking wanted me to, hand on my dick or not. “Jos. You’ll always be my friend. Sex isn’t going to change that.”
My breathing becomes quick and shallow as she leaves a trail of wet kisses down my body. She looks up at me when she’s on her knees, maintaining eye contact as she licks up the length of my cock. I almost come right there and then. I desperately try to keep my eyes trained on her as I disappear into her mouth, but my head keeps lolling back in pleasure.
Each time I’m about to come, she changes to a painstakingly slow pace to keep me on edge. After the third or fourth time, I thread my fingers through her hair, an unspoken message that she better not tease me anymore.
“Good girl,” I moan as she finally takes me deep in her throat. It doesn’t take long before I lose control to an earth-shattering orgasm. Pleasure washes through me as I explode in Josie’s mouth, letting her swallow my salty release.
I tug her up from her knees, desperate to feel her lips on mine. Parting her swollen lips with my tongue, we get lost in a hungry kiss. I’m not sure how long we stand there before I finally manage to drag my lips from hers and place gentle kisses against her neck. The soft mewling noises she makes have me hard once again, even though I came no less than ten minutes ago.
“Pick a number,” I say while unbuttoning Josie’s jeans. She’s way too overdressed for what we’re about to do. “One through five.”
“Excuse me?” Josie laughs, shimmying out of her lacy lavender thong. I focus on removing her shirt because I’m desperate to be reunited with the breasts that’ve taken up an insane amount of my head space these past few weeks. “Why?”
I’m too distracted to answer her. The dusky pink tips of her nipples are beaded in pleasure. I cup a honey soft breast in each hand, gently kneading them with my calloused fingers. Josie’s chest heaves as her breathing quickens.
“Number,” I remind her. My hands roam everywhere—her heavy breasts, her smooth stomach, her plump ass.
“Two,” Josie decides breathily. “Why do I need to choose a number? I’m not at the deli waiting to order cold cuts.”
“Cold cuts?” I laugh incredulously. “Nah, baby, that’s the number of orgasms I’m going to give you.”
I capture her lips against mine with new urgency, gently pushing her toward the bed. Once she’s on her back, I take my sweet time exploring her breasts the way I’ve wanted to. The way I have in my mind every time I’ve jerked off since we first got together. “Fuck Tom and Jerry. I’m naming your ti?—”
Josie interrupts me with a groan. “Do not make me regret this, Theo.”
I promptly shut my mouth and go back to stroking her breasts with my hands and tongue until her body’s squirming underneath mine for relief. When I slip a hand between her thighs and feel how wet she is, I let out a carnal growl. I drag a finger up and down, feeling how much she wants me. Her body is immediately receptive, and she spreads her legs further apart.
“Theo,” she mumbles, arching her back as I tease her. “Don’t tease me. Need it.”
“Need what, gorgeous?” I move my fingers closer to her entrance, pausing right before giving her what she wants. “Use your words.”
“Your… your fingers.” Her voice is breathy, firm breasts rising and falling heavily with each strangled breath she takes. “Your mouth. Anything. Please.”
She doesn’t see my smirk because her eyes are closed in pleasure. “Only because you asked nicely, angel.”
I slide two fingers inside her, curling them until I find the rough patch I’m searching for. Josie sucks in a startled breath as I stroke her sweet spot. I swirl my tongue against her clit until she cries out, trapping my head between her thighs. There’s nowhere else in the world I’d rather be held captive. Her body spasms uncontrollably as she rides the waves of her pleasure.
“One done,” she says, lifting her hand.
My face falls into her stomach. “Are you… are you high-fiving me right now?”
“Trying to! You’re halfway to fulfilling your promise.” She wiggles her fingers. “Don’t leave me hanging, babes.”
“I’m an overachiever, Jos,” I remind her, slapping my palm against hers. “Two is thebare minimum.”
Quickly grabbing a condom out of my bag, I roll it on with deft fingers. Josie watches me, her brown eyes filled with undisguised arousal. She parts her legs, inviting me in, and I RSVP with a resoundingyes.
I stretch my body over hers, resting my elbows on her sides so I don’t completely crush her. Entering her again is my own personal nirvana. My instincts tell me to rush after the release I’m desperate for, but I need to last long enough for Josie to be completely satisfied and begging for more. I want to soak in her little moans and whimpers, slowly pleasing her until she’s melting in the palm of my hand.
Our bodies move together in total harmony, and each stroke prompts a moan from her that’s sexier than the last. She’s like a fucking drug—I don’t know where or who I am and I don’t give a damn. I just wantmore.
“Keep your eyes open,” I command, the fierceness in my voice shocking me. “Look at me, baby.”
Her fluttering eyes snap open and she captures her lips against mine. Our bodies grind against one another in slow, insistent circles, never missing a beat. It’s not long before Josie’swhimpering into my neck, tightening around me as another orgasm takes hold of her.
Two for two.
