Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Once all three of us were closed up in the house, I attacked his face again with my lips. This time the kiss was more feral. The sound of our ragged breathing echoed off the walls of my entry way.
“Upstairs,” I muttered between kisses. “My room.”
I turned to race up the stairs, but Josh grabbed my hips before I could get very far. “I’m not as fast as you are on these stairs, and I’d like to watch your ass as I go.”
I made a big production out of wiggling my butt as I sashayed ahead of him. “This good eye candy for you?” I asked over my shoulder.
“Mm-hmm, sure is.” His eyes were glued to my ass and the hand that wasn’t on the banister reached out to pinch it, causing me to yelp and jerk out of his reach.
When we got to the top, he pulled me back until his lips were behind my ear and I could feel his erection against my ass. “Fuck,” I groaned, grinding back on it. “Let me get to my room so I can take off these fucking clothes already.”
Josh’s hands ran down my stomach to cup my dick. I arched into his grip and laid my head back on his shoulder. “I can’t… I… please, Josh.”
When his voice rumbled out of his chest, it vibrated against my back and sent more blood rushing south. “You feel so fucking good, Cam. Are you sure this isn’t too fast or—”
“God no,” I blurted. “I mean, fuck. Just… I need… uhh…” I lost track of what I was saying as his teeth nipped down the side of my neck into the collar of my shirt. His lips were so soft and his hands were amazing, cupping me and stroking me through my clothes. “Josh,” I whimpered. “Josh.”
“Which door, baby?”
I stumbled forward toward my bedroom door, making sure to close the door behind us before Gus could join the party.
When I turned back to look at Josh, his eyes were molten brown and locked on mine. “I can’t remember being so hard for someone I’ve only just met,” he said. “It’s insane.”
I stepped toward him. “I feel the same way.” My hands strayed to the hem of his shirt where I began lifting it over his head. Once it was off, I ran my hands over the curves of his pecs and shoulders. “Your skin is divine,” I murmured. “I knew it would be this soft.” I leaned in and ran my mouth along his collarbone to one shoulder. His fingers came up into my hair making me feel like purring in ecstasy.
I moved my mouth down his bare chest to his stomach. My hands followed behind, mapping the feel of him—all the bumps and curves and hair. By the time I got to his belly button, his chest was heaving and both hands were in my hair.
“Cam,” he gasped as my hands moved to the button on his waistband. I looked up at him, lifting a brow in question.
“Please can I suck you off?”
“Fuck,” he hissed, tilting his head up to look at the ceiling. “That’s a ridiculous question.”
I grinned and lowered his zipper, peeling his fly open to reveal bright orange boxer-briefs. “These better not mean caution,” I mumbled, nosing the waistband down until the ruddy tip of his dark cock appeared. I licked the precum off the tip and peeled the underwear down farther to reveal his balls below. I grasped his ass cheeks with my hands and began licking and sucking him.
“Jesus,” Josh gasped. “Cam, fuck!”
“Mmm,” I hummed while I sucked him down. My tongue twisted around his length as I pulled back on every stroke. Before I could bob my head down again, Josh grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me up.
“Want to kiss you. Want to get you naked,” he breathed. “Bed.”
The short sentences brought a smile of satisfaction to my face as I hurried to disrobe. Josh’s eyes stayed riveted on my body as my clothes came off even as he was busy stripping his own clothes.
When it was just the two of us bare with the exception of his prosthesis, I wasn’t sure what to do next.
“Do you… can I help take that off or do you want to keep it on?” I asked, nodding down at his leg. “Obviously, whatever you’re most comfortable with is fine with—”
Before I could finish my sentence, he leaned forward and put his large hand in the center of my chest.
And pushed.
6
JOSH
He fell back onto the feather comforter with a surprised bounce and yelp, but before he could complain, I’d climbed up on top of him and smothered him with more kisses. I felt open and free with Cam in a way I hadn’t felt with other people. I didn’t have much patience for ignorant assholes who had a problem with my leg, but I usually had to at least give people time to get used to the idea. The fact that Cam was already trying his hardest to balance being sensitive to my needs with not pitying me or making it a huge deal was pretty amazing to me.