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‘On the table, over the sofa. On the hood of my car. I want to fuck you anywhere and everywhere, including here,’ he says, slapping my ass again.
Pleasure rocks through my body at his words, but I don’t have a moment to think as he pushes himself inside me once again. He fucks me punishingly, thrusts hard and fast. My body is strung so tight that I can’t believe I’m about to cum again.
If it’s even possible, I can feel him growing harder inside of me. His strokes shorten as he picks up his pace, jackhammering me in the best kind of way. My fingers are twisted in the sheets as I begin to whimper and moan. I can focus on nothing else but where we join and the pleasure that brings. This is so much better than anything I ever could’ve imagined, so much more than my filthiest of fantasies of us. Josh has long been an obsession of mine, but this reality supersedes anything I could’ve thought of myself.
He’s so much. Too much. Everything.
Josh stills on the last of his thrusts as he comes vocally, his fingers tight on my hips, his orgasm pulling me over the edge.
When he finally slides out of my body, I moan, feeling the loss of him. He collapses on the bed, flat on his back—miraculously staying on the narrow mattress—pulling me into him. There’s barely enough space for the two of us on my twin bed, but glued together, we make it work.
Intertwining our fingers, Josh kisses the tips of my own.
‘That was... ’ But I can’t find the adequate words.
‘Yeah,’ he says, kissing my head. ‘It was.’
I reach down for the covers, pulling them over our cooling skin. It’s still raining outside, but neither of us mind. The rest of the world can move on without us. We’re where we want to be.
‘Thank you,’ I whisper quietly.
‘Are you thanking me for mind-blowing sex or—’
‘Thank you for coming back. I shouldn’t have called you a coward.’
‘Don’t worry about it,’ he murmurs. ‘You were right. I should have come back for you a long time ago.’
I yawn, suddenly sleepy and content. The sound of rain against the window is soothing, and it isn’t long before sleep calls for me.
Chapter 8
Josh
When I open my eyes, I’m confused for a moment, until Kallie moves against me. Her hot body is pressed up against mine, her hair all splayed across my chest. The scent of her shampoo fills my senses, making me smile. She’s here and she’s mine, and this is the happiest position I’ve ever woken up to. Even if my leg is beginning to cramp.
Sliding my hand under my head, I blink against the bright sunshine filling the room. The rain clouds have moved on, I think as I look to the window, noticing Addy sitting in the armchair.
‘What the fuck!’ My stomach twists and I tighten my free arm around my girl. ‘Jesus Christ,’ I grate out. My voice is harsh, like I’ve been running or something. ‘Be a creeper, why the fuck don’t you? This is highly fucking inappropriate, Addy, and you know it.’
‘You’re telling me,’ he answers grimly.
At the sound of his voice, Kallie stirs next to me, quickly coming to her senses.
‘Shit,’ she hisses, clutching the covers to her, thankfully, covered yet naked chest. ‘What the fuck, Addy?’
‘Sorry’ Adst responds, not sounding sorry at all. In fact, he sounds pretty fucking pissed. And I know that look on his face. He is furious. ‘Don’t let me disturb you, please.’
‘What are you doing, man?’
He leans forward, elbows on his knees. ‘Shouldn’t I ask you that?’
Kallie groans, but if she’s embarrassed about being caught in bed with me, she doesn’t show it.
‘Don’t be a dick,’ she groans. ‘It’s not like we’re doing anything wrong.’
‘Yeah?” he demands. ’You’re my sister. And he’s my best friend. Or in other words, off fucking limits!’
Kallie sighs. ‘I don’t see how. It’s not like we’re kids or anything. He’s been away for ten years. Surely, if I want to do this—if we want to do this—we can. You know, being adults and all.’
