Page 21 of Picture Perfect Love

Abby

As much as Joshua was hell bent on proving himself to be a gentlemanly romantic that evening, he gave his secret hopes away with the arrangement in the bedroom. I ran in with him playfully chasing behind and froze in the doorway at the sight of rose petals and candles. The same dreamy music that had been playing on the rooftop was streaming through a speaker in the corner.

“You really went all out tonight,” I admired as I walked over to the bed and plucked one of the petals up between my fingers.

“You’ve been avoiding me, so I’ve had a lot of time to think about what I’d do if I got the chance to see you again.”

I could only hope those thoughts held more than just romantic gestures. I loved it all just as much as the next girl, but Joshua brought something out in me. A primal desire to ravage and be ravaged.

Our bodies crashed together again as we stripped away each other’s clothes, groaning in anticipation in between our smiles and laughs. It didn’t take long before we were naked and making out on the bed, kneading into each other’s skin as a sign of our need—an intense one that lingered beneath the surface of all our playful flirtations.

He started kissing his way down my body, and I gladly spread my legs open wide for him, eager for him to start showing his determination to win me over in other ways. He buried his face over my tingling folds, sliding his fingers inside of me until I was dripping wet.

“God, you taste good,” he moaned in between long, generous laps with his tongue.

“Remind me what you taste like,” I demanded, wriggling out from under him to roll on top.

I spread my palms out across his chiseled chest, tracing the lines of his muscles. I worked slowly down to his throbbing cock, standing at full attention. I trailed my tongue around the base of it, then to the tip. A drop of pre-cum trickled onto my tongue, but it was quickly lost as I took him completely into my mouth.

He shuddered as I glided him to the back of my throat and settled into a steady rhythm of pulling his shaft in and out. He cradled my face in his hands as I bobbed up and down, feeling the shockwaves of pleasure ripple through him.

“This party is going to be cut short if you keep doing that,” he warned, his voice straining.

I would have stopped, but he betrayed himself and nudged me back down, relishing in the sensation a little longer. But this time, he pulled at my legs, urging me to turn around and straddle his face while I sucked him in and out.

His mouth collided with my clit again, motivating me to suck him even harder. The closer he pushed me, the closer I pushed him.

“I could do this all night,” he moaned with a flick of his tongue.

“I thought you just said you couldn’t do this all night,” I chuckled, returning the favor with my own tongue, swirling his sensitive skin from top to bottom.

“Oh it can be done, with the proper intermissions here and there.”

I swung my leg over, sitting next to him as he ran his hands up and down my naked body, pinching my hardened nipples. “I can’t do this all night because I have to be up early. Remember? We’re behaving. I help you, and you stop tempting me to be bad.”

“The way you’re acting… I don’t think you need any temptation to be bad.”

I flashed a coy grin and decided to play the part up even more. I crawled towards him slowly on my hands and knees, keeping my eyes locked to his. The moment I was close enough, he swept me up in his arms and rolled over on top of me. He teased his hardness along my dripping wet slit for just a second before sliding in. We both cried out with relief and the need for more.

I tightened around him, my muscles clenching and shuddering. He kissed me harder and thrusted faster, his hands grabbing at every inch of me. It was like being hit with an exquisite train that I didn’t want to stop. He didn’t leave any part of my body unattended for long.

“Oh god yes, Joshua,” I whimpered, clenching my breasts.

He slid his hands into place to relieve mine, not letting me have the chance to do a single thing he could do for me. I dug my nails into his skin, wrapped tightly around his hard muscles. All while pumping into me over and over again, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

I threw my head back into the pillows, my eyes scrunching shut as the orgasm ripped through me. I moaned and cried out with victorious, shaken bellows—surprising even myself with just how much my voice gave away the intensity of the pleasure tearing through me.

“I love feeling you cum on my cock,” he said breathlessly in the darkness, not letting up on his pace.

Just as my pleasure started to make the slow tumble back down, he grunted as his thrusts took on a new raggedness. He was losing control of his precise movements with the swell of his own orgasm. I watched his face change as it built up, exploded, and rained down to the aftershocks. He crashed down to the bed next to me where we could both be still for a moment and catch our breath, letting our bodies recover.

I didn’t put up a fight against falling asleep in his bed again with our naked, satisfied bodies tangled together. But I did make a point to set an early alarm and didn’t let him talk me out of leaving the next morning. I was determined to prove I could handle the rest of my life along with this new addition without throwing off the balance. And from what I understood, Joshua needed the good influence to do more with his own life.

I still didn’t know what this thing between us was, but I was feeling more comfortable in basking in the giddiness that came along with it. I floated through my day on cloud nine, all the way up to a dinner party I was set to attend that evening. I didn’t invite Joshua to come along, though I was sure he would have been thrilled to go. He acted like he would be thrilled to do anything I asked of him.

The space with my friends would help me regroup, I thought, especially if I was going to keep dancing around with him and this fling between us without losing my head. But I was in for a surprise because it turned out all anyone wanted to talk about was Joshua.

I evaded the flood of questions through the initial cocktails and appetizers, but by the time we sat down for the main course, it was clear they weren’t going to let me fly under the radar all night.

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