Page 93 of Goodbye Paradise
Josh did not thrust. I heard him taking, long, deep breaths. Gently, he worked his way forward, until he was seated inside. “Caleb,” he panted. “You feel unbelievable.”
I took a big lungful of air and made myself relax. “Do it,” I whispered. “Fuck me.”
Josh’s hands gripped my hips. Slowly, he experimented with rocking.
“Aah,” I gasped. I felt sofullof him. It was overwhelming.
He drew back, and then immediately pushed forward. It was good, and I could tell that it was about to get better. “More,” I begged.
Josh provided. He began to thrust — gently at first. The sway of his balls against mine was exquisite. Every sound he made lit me up—from the huff of each little breath, to the soft moans he made in between. The sound of his arousal stoked my fire. And then he did something so sexy. He reached forward and wrapped his long hands loosely around my neck. I feltclaimedwhen he did that. Owned.Taken. And all the while he fucked me from behind, his pace picking up speed as he went.
I began to meet him with each thrust, and that’s when it got really crazy. When I moved my hips, he hit my spot just right. “Oh, shit,” I gasped. “That’s…” I blew out a happy breath.
“You like that?” he whispered. He shifted the angle of his pelvis and really pounded forward.
My breath caught in my throat. “Baby…” He was riding me, and together we were headed somewhere beautiful.
“Getting close,” he grunted. “You’re so tight.” One hand left my neck and slipped around my hip. Then his hand was on my dick, and every time I moved my hips, he stroked me.
“Yeah,” I encouraged him. “Do it.”
Josh began to moan. His thrusts got short and choppy. I loved that. When we had sex he always lost himself in it. “Oh, Caleb,” he gasped. “I need to…” That’s when it happened. I could even feel the heat of his seed filling me up, while Josh groaned with pleasure.
And that’s all it took to get me there, too. My spine hitched, and the most wonderfully deep orgasm began to sweep me under. “Oh,fuck.” I was shuddering and shooting all over our new bed. Collapsing forward, I brought Josh down on top of me.
“Jesus,” I gasped into the pillow.
Josh grunted his agreement. He was quiet again, but it was okay now. Tired arms grabbed my hips as Josh slid off me. I rolled to pull him into my embrace.
We lay there, breathing together, our breath mingling the way it was supposed to.
We’re going to be okay, I promised myself.
Time passed. The sun rose higher in our new windows. “Baby?” I asked Josh after a while.
“Mmm?” He sounded so happy and calm, I didn’t want to ruin it. But there was one more thing I needed to tell him. “I want to explain why I freaked out so bad yesterday. Not toexcusemyself,” I added in a hurry. “But there’s something you should know. How Miriam got those bruises on her face.”
He turned his sweaty face to me, listening.
“She wouldn’t go to Archer willingly. They were married, but she wouldn’t…” I sighed.
“Oh,” Josh breathed. He tucked his feet closer to mine in the bed.
“So, Archer taught her a lesson. He let a couple of his pals come over one night. He tied her down, and they all took turns.”
Josh’s eyes squeezed shut. “Oh, hell.”
“I know.” I took Josh’s hand and kissed it. “I want to just fly there and shoot him.”
“Poor thing,” Josh said, his eyes flicking toward the house. “That’s what you overheard the other night?”
“Yeah.” I kissed his hand again. “So when this baby is born, we can’t breathe a word about who she looks like. Because Miriam doesn’tknowwho the father is.”
I watched Josh take a deep, shaky breath. “Okay. But why did she have two black eyes? Because what you’re describing would have happened months ago.”
“Yeah. From what I could gather, Archer wanted to make an example of her. He stopped treating her like a proper wife. Since she got pregnant the way she did, he called a whore and slapped her around in front of the other wives.”
Josh squeezed his eyes shut again. “Too bad you pawned that gun.”
