Page 38 of Undone

That decision was taken away from us as Shannon flung her door open and stomped down the stairs, pausing halfway down when she caught sight of us. “No, just no,” she muttered turning to go back to her room. After a beat, she stopped and twisted back around again to head for the stairs. “Room, you two. Go to a room with a door. Now,”she demanded before stomping into the kitchen, where she began slamming drawers and rattling utensils.

Josh pressed his nose into my neck and feathered a kiss there. “Shall we go to my room?” he whispered. I nodded against his head as a giggle burst out. His own laugh vibrated against me as Shannon’s grumblings got louder. Setting me down, he took my hand. Together, we ran up the stairs and into his room. Once inside, he shut the door and spun me around before pulling me in for another kiss, this time more intense. My knees buckled and he wrapped his arms around me to keep me upright.

He walked me backward until my legs bumped against the side of his bed, and then he pushed me onto the mattress, following me down until he was half sprawled across me. We didn’t stop kissing as we fumbled with each other’s clothing, wanting to be skin to skin but refusing to stop long enough to strip properly.

He tugged at the hem of my shirt, his warm and slightly callused hand sliding along my bare skin and making me tremble in anticipation. For some reason, this felt different than the last time. Deeper. I didn’t want to put too much thought into it, not with his hand roaming across my skin, distracting me from everything else. His palm rubbed against the side of my breast, the heat from his hand even through the material of my bra causing the tight spiral of arousal to continue to grow. His thumb brushed across the lace covering my nipple, making it tighten and pebble almost to the point of pain.

I needed more.

But first, I needed our clothes gone. With an almighty push, I managed to move Josh enough so I could sit up. Before he could react, I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it toward the foot of the bed. My bra went next and I reached for the button on my jeans only to realize that he was still fully dressed.

I stood up and kicked off my shoes before gesturing to him. “You have too many clothes on. Hurry up or I might start without you.”

He grinned at that, standing up to get his own shoes off before shucking the rest of his clothes. The race was on and he was naked before I’d finished taking my jeans and undies off. He helped me pull them off my legs before lifting me up and tossing me into the middle of the bed. I let out an undignified squeak before he was on me, nestling his torso between my legs.

“Watch me, Zo. I want to see your eyes while I pleasure you,” he said. I reached for a pillow to shove under my head. I watched as he ran his hands up my bare legs, stroking my sensitive skin, his fingers kneading the muscles. He worked his way up my legs and gripped the back of my thighs, pulling me closer to him.

Josh breathed in deeply, before pressing a wet kiss against my seam. I whimpered when he parted my folds and his tongue began to trace the outline of my outer lips before pressing in. My back arched at the intensity of pleasure focused on such a tiny part of my body.

I moaned his name, reaching out to tangle my fingers in his hair and pull him closer to me. He added a finger to the onslaught, then two, twisting and turning as his fingertips pressed against the most sensitive spots inside me. I could feel my body begin to shake and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. Every time I was close, he would back off before dialing me up again.

Back and forth we went until I was sure I would combust.

“Josh! I can’t take it anymore. I need you inside me, now!”

I had no idea if he was waiting for me to say something or what, but suddenly, he was hovering over me and retrieving a condom from the drawer. I pushed him over onto his back, straddled his hips, and snatched the condom, tearing it open and rolling it onto his erection without any more delay.

I don’t know what got into me, but he was taking too damn long and the intensity of my arousal was overwhelming. Rising up on one knee, I guided his cock in, the stretching sensation making my legs shake. With a slight hip swivel, I sank down on top of him taking him deep. We both groaned, and I held still for a minute, giving myself time to adjust to the stretch.

“Zo, you feel so damn good. Take your pleasure and ride me,” he moaned. That was all the encouragement I needed.

I rode him, easily finding a rhythm that drew pleasured sounds from both of us. I rubbed my hands up and down his sides, pinching lightly at his nipples and watching them tighten up as his breath became ragged. I shifted so I was leaning over him and moved faster but it wasn’t enough for either of us. He gripped my hips, lifting his own, as he slammed into me. I met him thrust for thrust, my fingers digging into his shoulders the closer I got to climax.

With a shudder, my orgasm washed over me, my body shaking with the intensity of it. Josh gripped me tighter, speeding up before freezing, his own pleasure pouring over him.

I collapsed on top of him, too tired to move and he lightly stroked my back while my heart rate returned to normal. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, I was laying on my side, tucked up against his front, and the sheet was thrown over us.

I pressed my head to his shoulder and turned to kiss him. “That was amazing.”

“It was fantastic.”

His fingers were splayed across my torso, drawing lazy circles, and already, I could feel my arousal building back up. I reached for his hand and flattened his fingers against me. “Pretty sure you have an early day tomorrow and—” I couldn’t finish the sentence as my yawn threatened to dislocate my jaw.

Josh chuckled and kissed my shoulder before reaching to turn out the light. “Get some sleep, Zo.”

I sighed, snuggling against him. I could feel his own interest pressing against me and I couldn’t resist grinding down on him. He tightened his hand on me, forcing me to stop. “Zoe Wilson, unless you’re prepared for round two, I suggest you stop now and save it for another day,” he warned. I grinned at that but before I could decide whether or not to act, I yawned again. “Thought so.” He kissed my shoulder and tucked his head against my back.

I settled in to sleep with every intention of waking him upmyway in the morning.

TWENTY-FIVE

JOSH

My eyes snapped open and I was surprised that it was still dark out. The digital clock said it was barely three a.m., so what woke me? Before I could figure it out, the sky outside lit up in a zigzag and I began to count. I got to four before thunder rumbled outside, loud and hard enough to shake the house.

“What’s that?” Zoe mumbled from where she lay tangled in the sheets beside me.

I kissed the top of her head. “Summer storm. I’m going to check on things. Go back to sleep.” She mumbled something in reply before burrowing back down and I tossed the blanket over her.

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