Page 19 of Playing With Forever (Hollow Point #4)

CHAPTER TWELVE

“Fuck, Josie,” I groaned and tightened my fist holding back her hair.

I watched my dick disappear into her talented, warm mouth. I felt her tongue drag down my shaft, then with perfect suction pull up.

Good Christ, the woman was good with her mouth.

“Time’s up,” I warned.

Instead of heeding my warning, one of Josie’s hands joined her mouth, the other dipped between my legs. She jacked my cock while she sucked, cradled my balls, rolling them gently, and that did it. I could take no more.

“Up, Josie, now.”

Her mouth pulled off, her hazy, desire-filled eyes tipped up, and I knew then I’d been wrong. That first night I was with her when she’d gone wild for me didn’t begin to touch the wild this woman could get. I hadn’t even scratched the surface.

“Climb up,” I ordered. “Slow, Josie, I wanna watch you crawl over me.”

Those blue eyes flashed with an inferno of lust as she released my cock but not my balls and gave them another roll, this one not so gentle.

I grunted.

She smirked.

Then she slowly crawled over me.

“One hand on your headboard,” I commanded and settled my hands on her thighs. “Use the other to guide me, but don’t take my cock. Wait until I tell you, you can have it.”

Josie immediately complied, eyes no longer flashing, now they were fiery and intense as she patiently waited for my next command.

One hand went to her hip, the other slid between her legs, my thumb found her clit, and I circled the bundle of nerves until she was squirming.

“That’s my girl,” I praised. “Sink down, just a little.”

I had to clench my jaw when the head of my cock slid inside her. “Stop. That’s all you get.”

I went back to toying with her clit, this time it took less time before she was panting and writhing.

“Evan.”

“Pull up, don’t lose the tip, then take a little more.”

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly pulled up.

“Eyes, Josie, I need to see you.”

Her eyes opened on the down glide, blazing with need.

My fingertips dug into her hips to stop her from taking more. “That’s enough.”

“Evan,” she moaned.

“You’re doing good, baby, just a little longer.”

I lifted my head off the pillow, captured her nipple between my lips, and sucked while my thumb went back to work playing.

“Evan, honey, too much.”

I gave her nipple the edge of my teeth, twisted my hand between her legs, and pinched and rolled her clit until her rocking, with only half my cock inside her tight, wet heat, was threatening to unman me.

“I’m gonna…” she trailed off on a long moan that sounded so fucking good I was done playing.

“Fuck me, Josie. Take all of me.”

Josie slammed down. My hands went to her hips to steady her, my head hit the pillow, and I watched Josie ride me with wild abandon.

“Christ, you’re gorgeous.”

“Evan,” she whimpered.

“That’s it,” I encouraged. “Let go of the headboard. Lean back and give me a show, baby.”

Josie sat upright, with her back arched, tits pushed forward and bouncing, she put on one hell of a sexy show while she rode my cock.

Her rhythm faltered as her pussy clenched around my shaft, her sounds became needy and desperate right before her head tipped back at a sharp angle and she cried out my name.

Goddamn, fuck.

I didn’t let her climax wane, I couldn’t wait, mine was too close. I flipped her to her back, drove in, and set a punishing pace as I fucked her through her orgasm, only taking mine when I knew hers had left her.

I shoved my face in her neck, touched my tongue to her throat, and groaned my pleasure while I spilled inside her. My body jerked with each rope of come her tight cunt pulled from my cock.

“Christ,” I grunted when my never-ending orgasm finally stopped pulsing through me.

Josie wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms went over my shoulder, one hand went into my hair, and she used her nails on my scalp.

“That’s one way to stop me from drawing blood on your back,” she muttered, referencing the claw marks she'd left from our first night.

“I told you then, you clawing at my back while I was fucking you was hot. Not only did I like it, but I totally got off on it. What I didn’t tell you was, I looked at those marks in the mirror every day until they disappeared.”

“You did?” she sounded astonished.

I lifted my head so I could look at her, but more so she could see me and hopefully read me.

“I totally got off on you letting loose, going wild, losing control, and digging your nails into my back while taking my cock. And if memory serves, and I know it does, because not only do I have a great memory, but also our night together is burned into my brain, you gave me most of those marks while you were coming all over my dick, screaming my name.”

A blush started creeping up her neck. I shifted my weight to one elbow and used my free hand to trail my fingers over the top of her chest up to her throat.

“You know what’s sexy?” I asked while I watched my finger glide over the pink that was deepening.

“What is?”

“The way you still blush hearing me talk about you coming on my dick. But you don’t turn pink when I’m playing with your clit, and I’m making you wait to take my dick.”

Just as I knew it would, the pink hit her cheeks.

Yeah, that blush was sexy as fuck.

“And you don’t blush when you blow me like a champ,” I teased.

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t stop her smile.

“You okay with what we did?” I asked.

Her eyes came back to me, and immediately the shutters slammed shut.

What the fuck?

When she tried to look away, I captured her jaw, forcing her to look at me.

“I want to understand what’s happening here and why you just closed down, but I gotta feeling I know, and we’re not having that conversation while my dick is still inside you. So I’m gonna ask again, are you okay with what we did? Me leading that, and you following my orders?”

She instantly relaxed, confirming what I already knew—her ex wasn’t only a cocksucker but a total cunt and, more than likely, because it was an easy copout, blamed her for him cheating.

“Yes, Evan, that was okay.”

Prim, proper, back to hiding.

Fuck no.

I pulled out, rolled to my back, taking her with me, and settled her astride me.

Thank fuck we’d discussed the condoms I’d brought and had decided they were unnecessary.

I hadn’t been with a woman since my last physical, and Josie had her tubes tied after she had Kane, so there was no need for protection.

I grabbed Josie’s wrist when she tried to lift her arm to cover her chest. “Do you trust me?”

I felt her arm jerk at my question. “Yes.”

“Don’t cover yourself up. You have a beautiful body, I enjoy looking at it.

Both in times like this while we’re talking and while I’m fucking you.

I’m not going to ask because I don’t want to know, and bottom line, it doesn’t matter.

This right here, Josie—is you and me. Just me and you.

No one else shares this bed with us. Also, what you have to understand is, I’m me .

I like what I like. I get off on what I get off on.

I don’t lie, I don’t bullshit, I don’t say shit I don’t mean.

So you can take it as gospel when I tell you, not only am I attracted to you, but you turn me on. Every part of you feels good.”

“Evan,” she whispered.

“Listen, baby, this is important. You have a great ass, perfect tits, your legs are so goddamn long I can’t stop thinking about how good they feel wrapped around me.

You’re soft in all the right places. All of that turns me on.

But when I get you out of your head and tuned into me, and you let loose, Josie, I keep saying it so please believe me—you wild is the hottest fuck I’ve had.

Never had better. You might not want to hear this, but honest to God, when you submit to me and give me you, there’s no better feeling.

The prim, always in control, independent Josie Lark, handing me her power—fucking beautiful. Are you hearing me?”

“Yeah, honey.”

“Good. Now finally.” I guided her hand between her legs, used mine on top of hers to push one of her fingers and one of mine inside her drenched pussy.

I bit back my smile when she purred. I had one more point to make, and it was an important one.

“You feel that, Josie? That’s impossible for me to fake.

On top of all of that, I need you to trust me about something else.

You’re safe with me in our bed. You are free to let go and be you.

You’re free to tear up my back. Fuck me as hard as you want.

Suck me off how you want. Kiss, lick, bite—you do whatever comes naturally.

What you don’t ever do is hide from me.”

“Okay, Evan.”

“You’re sure you get me?”

She nodded.

“Good. If you’re up for it, go clean up. I want to taste you before we hit the sack.”

“Can I say something first?”

Apparently, she hadn’t heard me.

“You can say anything you want, and you don’t have to ask my permission.”

“Thank you, honey.”

Fucking hell, so damn sweet.

“You’re welcome.”

She gracefully swung off of me and rolled off the bed. Since I didn’t get to watch the first night we were together, I only took my eyes off her perfect ass to take in the sway of her hips as she walked to the bathroom.

I’d never tell Josie this, but the way her hips rounded and flared was hot as hell. She was soft and curvy and more than a handful in all the right places. Why women twisted shit in their heads was a mystery. I couldn’t speak to what other men liked, but I got off on soft and rounded.

I was happy to see Josie’s smile when she came out of the bathroom and made her way back to bed.

I scooted down and tossed the pillow under my head to the other side of the bed.

“Climb on.”

I watched Josie’s head jerk, and uncertainty started to creep in.

“Josie.” I waited until I had her full attention before I repeated, “Climb on, sit on my face, and let your man eat your pussy.”

Her lips twitched.

“Is there a wrong way to do this?” she asked.

It took a moment for her question to sink in; when it did, I smiled.

“Yeah, if I’m not drowning in your cunt, you’re not riding my mouth hard enough.”

Pink bloomed across her chest, her nipples puckered, and she smirked.

Then my woman finally climbed on my face and rode my face like she did my dick—with wild abandon.

It was gorgeous.