Josh continued squirming under me, his hands moving all over my body. In my hair. Down my back. Cupping my breasts. Grabbing hold of myarse.
Once I was finished teasing him, I sat back, pressing my clit against him. It whispered for me to rub it along his hard length—to make my core happy. To give it a chance to sing an impressive round of hallelujahs that left angels weeping withenvy.
Ignoring my clit’s pleas, I shifted off Josh and removed his underwear. The moment his cock was freed, it sprung up, enticing me, a drop of desire on itstip.
I licked it off, then took the head into my mouth, and flicked my tongue across the sensitive part. Joshhissed.
I sank my head lower, taking more of him into my mouth. I cupped his balls in my hand and gave them a light squeeze as I sucked his cock. Josh groaned and I continued cupping him while bobbing my head up anddown.
“I’m going to blow my load any second,” Josh said, voicestrained.
Remember what I said about seduction was power? Well, so wasthis.
I released him from my mouth and grinned at him. “Blow away.” I returned to what I was doing, and a moment later he did exactly aspromised.
I greedily swallowed, then lay on the bed next to him as herecovered.
“Christ, now I’mreallyglad I didn’t go with the guys,” he murmured, and I laughedsoftly.
Then he proceeded to show me what I could expect a lot more of once he returned to San Francisco for thesummer.
* * *
The room was still darkwhen I woke up to Lily’s whimper through the open door. Josh was still asleep next to me. Was it just me who thought he looked sinfully hot while heslept?
If it weren’t for Lily, I could’ve seen if he was ready for sexy times #4 for thenight.
That’s right for those of you doing the math. The fourthtime.
Jealous?
I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and went to joinLily.
“Hey, sweetie, you hungry?” I scooped her up and carried her over to the couch. I had just switched her to the other breast when my phone rang.What the hell?Who would be calling me in the middle of thenight?
Oh. Right.Simon.
I picked up my phone and my heart almost tripped over itself at the number.Mum?
35
Josh
The worst thingabout waking up with three a.m.wood?
When you realize the only one in bed with you who can relieve it is yourhand.
Holly’s hushed voice came from the other room, too quiet for me to hear what she was saying. A soft glow leaked past the door, which had been left open acrack.
“No,” Holly said as I entered the room. She was sitting on the couch, her back to me, talking on her phone. “It does sound like an amazing opportunity. But what about my life here? This is Lily’shome.”
I know it was three a.m., when most sane people were still asleep, but thanks to my morning wood, I was fullyawake.
Why am I telling youthat?
Because I hadn’t missed the one important word in what Holly hadsaid.
Here—that was what she had told the other person. But her life wasn’t here in Montreal. It was back in SanFrancisco.
