“Uh, duh. Take off your clothes.”
Paige laughed. She unzipped her hoodie and cocked her hip.
Josh wolf whistled at her. “Oh, yeah. Take it off.”
She continued to giggle as she took off her hoodie. She winked at Josh and then pulled her T-shirt off over her head. She’d put on a very plain bra that day, just white and simple, but Josh nodded and said, “That’s what I’m talking about.”
“Quid pro quo, my friend. Take off that sweatshirt.”
He whipped his sweatshirt off over his head. “Is this a trade-off? If I take off something, will you take off something?”
“I accept these terms.”
Without breaking eye contact, Josh undid his belt and pulled it through the loops of his jeans. Paige toed off her sneakers. Josh took off the white T-shirt he’d had under the sweatshirt, and he did indeed have a strong chest. Not super muscular, but Josh probably made use of that gym on the third floor in his downtime. Paige looked her fill before she pulled off her socks. Josh pulled off his own socks and gestured for her to go next. She undid her jeans and pulled them down, so he did the same.
“Not fair,” he said. “You’ve got more clothes left than I do.”
Paige couldn’t help but stare at the bulge in his black briefs. And now that those briefs were his only remaining clothing, she realized that he in fact had a pretty great body, and she couldn’t wait to touch him everywhere. So she reached behind her and undid her bra, then slid it down her arms. Josh stared, which was gratifying.
Then he blinked and said, “Very nice.” He took off his briefs.
So Paige took off her panties.
“I…uh,” said Josh. “It seems we’ve run out of clothing.”
“What are you gonna do about that?”
* * *
One second, Josh was drinking in the amazing sight of Paige’s beautiful body, and the next he was rolling around on his bed with her, kissing her with everything he had.
He hadn’t been with anyone since Megan, which hadn’t really beenthatlong in the scheme of things, but the excitement level in his body was akin to the first few times he’d ever fooled around with a girl. Paige was gorgeous and fun and smart and he liked her a lot.
He tried to slow things down a little. He cupped her cheek and kissed her, then ran a hand down her front, pausing to feel her left breast in the palm of his hand. It felt perfect there, her skin soft and warm, her nipple hard.
Paige ran her hands through his hair, then moved her hands down his neck, his back. Josh kissed his way down her neck and placed a series of kisses across her collarbone. She arched her back, pressing her chest against his, and he worried he’d combust, he was so turned on.
“Do you have…?” Paige asked before moaning because he’d slid a finger between her legs.
“Top drawer of the nightstand.” He was eternally grateful he hadn’t thrown those condoms out when he’d moved.
“Good,” she said. “God, I want you.”
Josh took the hint. He reached for the nightstand and pulled a condom out. It took some maneuvering, but he managed to get it on. She shot him a seductive look and then lay on the bed with her legs parted, so he crawled between them. He kissed her hard, licking into her mouth, running his tongue along her teeth, along her tongue.
He hesitated a little. He was so revved up, he worried he’d come too fast, but Paige guided him inside her and he went along with her. He groaned as he pushed forward; she was slick and warm and squeezed him in the very best way.
He met her gaze as he started to move inside her. Her eyelids were lowered, but she looked back at him and there was a moment when he thought,Yeah, this, all the time, forever. But he shook it off; he knew this was likely a one-night stand. But he pushed that aside and lost himself in her instead. He focused on how amazing being with her made him feel, how his heart raced and his skin tingled and he especially loved the way she ran her nails down his back, not applying pressure but implying that she could.
She groaned when he got his hand between them and pressed his thumb against her clit. He was going to come very fast and he wanted her there with him. He rubbed little circles and she moaned and threw her head back. Then she cursed and practically vibrated around him when she came. He was lost after that, pumping inside her until he hit his release in one vibrant explosion. He clutched at her shoulders and murmured her name as he came.
A few minutes later, they lay beside each other, both still out of breath.
“That was almost too fast,” he said.
“I came pretty hard if you didn’t notice.”
“This is like the opening volley. The dress rehearsal where we work out our jitters. We absolutely have to do it again so I can do it right next time.”
