Page 85 of Ruin

My smile deepened even as my pulse raced. Josh placed his hands on his waist and watched me as I leisurely climbed on the bed, all while never taking my eyes off him. I ran them over his taut body, his hard cock that I couldn’t wait to give attention to.

Josh kneeled on the bed beside me. I could have purred when he ran a hand over my back and arse. “Christ, you’re hot,” he muttered.

“So are you,” I said softly.

He rested a hand on my shoulder and applied pressure. I sank to my chest, leaving my arse up in the air, which was how he wanted me if his hissed-out breath was any indication. His hand rubbed over my cheeks before he slapped down. I moaned from the sting.

Opening my eyes, I glanced back to see him slick two fingers up with lube. My cock throbbed. Already I was too close to the edge, because this was Josh. This was him taking care of me, getting me ready for him to fuck me.

All of it was a turn-on. Especially when I watched Josh as his hand disappeared and I felt his fingers glide over my entrance. He dragged his top teeth over his bottom lip, and his eyes darkened once again.

He didn’t push them in though, just took his time rubbing, teasing. He shifted closer, grinding his dick into my hip. God, he was getting off on just touching me there.

“Josh, please,” I begged, needing something of him inside me.

His gaze hit mine. He grinned when I shuddered. A moan tore out of me as he pushed a finger inside. “Yes,” I hissed as pleasure hit my balls and gut. I near launched off the bed when he hit the right spot. “There, fuck, right there.” I jutted back on his finger. “More, need more, pet.”

“Fuckin’ hell,” Josh uttered, but he gave me what I wanted. Another finger joined the other. I hummed under my breath, but in the next second, when his fingers hit my prostate, I whimpered and pushed back on his hand. Fucking myself on his fingers.

Josh’s lips hit my lower back, my arse cheek. He nipped and used his free hand to glide over my skin, up and down my back and shoulders.

“You,” I demanded. “I need you.” I was too close. I wanted to finish with him inside me.

“Yeah? You sure you’re ready?” His tone was harder than normal, deeper.

“Yes, please,” I panted.

I lost his fingers while his other hand gripped my hip, and he ground his cock into me. “Want me to take you from behind?”

“Any way you want.”

“Fuck, I want you in all ways,” he said, voice thick with desire as he shifted around me to rub himself into my arse.

Smiling, I got to my elbows and looked over my shoulder at him.

He cursed. “Don’t look at me like that. I ain’t gonna last as it is, but with that look, even less.”

Chuckling low, I told him, “Take me then, pet. Need you to fill me up.”

His upper lip lifted as he snarled, “Fuck.” A condom appeared in his hand. Where he got it from, I didn’t know or care. He looked down as he rolled it on. Next, I heard the lid to the lube pop open and knew he was covering his cock in the substance. His gaze lifted. “Ready?”

“More than ready. Fuck me, pet.”

He groaned. “Okay, don’t talk or look at me unless you want this to end now.”

Laughing, I shook my head and looked down to the bed. Humour had never been on the cards when I was in the bedroom with someone, until him, and I fucking loved it.

Before he took me, his hand slid around my hip to the front, where he gripped my aching cock, waiting for the release I knew was coming.

“Goddamn, you’re still hard.”

I edged back, rubbing my arse on his cock, and told him, “Knowing it’s you about to fuck me had me—”

“Shush,” he ordered, drawing out another light snicker from me. That was until I felt the tip of him at my hole. He gripped my hips, slowly pushing in.

I dragged in a breath and relaxed my body, taking him in slowly.

“Fuck me, fuckin’ hell. You’re so damn tight.”

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