Page 42 of Goodbye Paradise
And thenhe kissed him. Right on the lips. In front of God and everybody.
Josh stared and stared until the scene ended, and an ad for Audi cars started up.
Click. I shut the TV off.
Josh craned his neck to look up at me. “That was…”
“…Interesting,” I supplied. “I wonder if Daniel and Maggie watch that show?”
“I was just wondering the same thing.”
We sat with that thought for a moment. There were so many questions in our hearts right now. It could make a guy’s head ache, from all the uncertainty. Where could I work? Where would we live?
What would Maggie and Daniel think if they knew?
And most importantly — would Josh and I get to be happy together? Or was that just a ridiculous dream?
“Sit up a little,” I asked Josh, giving his shoulder a squeeze.
He lifted his head. “Am I hurting you?”
“No,” I chucked. “But your face is kind of close to my dick, and I’m getting all horned up.”
“Oh. Well then.” Josh dropped down again and lifted the hem of my T-shirt, kissing my stomach. Then, as I watched in disbelief, he put a hand over my crotch.
I made a noise of surprise. It was so unlike Josh to be aggressive. Yet now he wasrubbing me through my jeans.
The moan I let out could probably be heard in Albany.
Josh popped the button on my jeans. But then he hesitated. “We should go into the bedroom.”
Needing oxygen, I took a deep breath. “I thought you’d never ask. Literally.”
Josh put his cheek on my stomach and looked up at me. “Well, it’s hard.”
“It is oftenhard,” I teased.
“I’m being serious. I don’t want to take advantage of Maggie’s kindness.”
Aw. Poor Josh was conflicted, and I didn’t want to push him. Then again, his face was still a tantalizing few inches from my erection. “Do you suppose Maggie would regret helping us if she knew I was about to give you a blow job right now?”
Josh groaned, shifting his hips. “Wait. What was the question?”
Laughing, I bent down to kiss the top of his head. “Come on. You’ll be able to think clearly again after I suck you off.”
He closed his eyes and shivered. “The things you say.”
“Youlovethe things I say.”
“Too much,” Josh agreed.
There wasa bolt on our door, thank the Lord. Once I’d closed it, Josh shed his clothes, a lusty gleam in his eye. He had a beautiful, blushing cock—long and lean, just like him. But with heavy balls that I wanted to cup in my hand.
I stripped off my shirt, and I saw Josh swallow, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You like anything you see?” I asked, moving slowly to tease him.
“Always,” he whispered, pulling the covers down and lying on the bed.
I dropped the rest of my clothes and climbed up next to him. It was a high bed, and beautifully made. Daniel had done a fine job on it. And now it would make a comfortable place for me to suck cock. I reclined on my back, the pillows propping me up. “Come here. Straddle me,” I demanded.
