From This Moment (37 page)

Holding me tight, he rolls over.
  “Grace,” he groans, looking down into my eyes.

“Mmm.”
  He feels too damn good, I can’t think of anything to say.

He rests his forehead against mine, “I didn’t come here, to do this.”
  He takes a couple of deep breaths, which pushes his hips more into me.
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I lick my lips.
  His eyes go dark as they follow the movement of my tongue.

“Grace.”
  He sweeps down and captures my lips with his, slipping his tongue inside my mouth.  Lifting my arms, I wrap them around his neck, pulling him closer still, and run my fingers through the hair at the nape of his ne
ck.  He shivers.  I moan.

Wrapping my legs around his hips as the kiss deepens even more, I rub myself against him.
  He feels so good.   Kissing me.  Touching me.

Breaking from the kiss, breathing heavily, Josh meets my eyes, “We have to stop.
  I want you.”  He laughs, “But not like this.”

“You really do want me?”
  I whisper.  I thought perhaps he just reacted to having a naked woman in his arms.

Resting his forehead against mine again, “I came back to ask you out to dinner.
  I can’t get you out of my head.”  He doesn’t sound too happy with this statement.  I am.

“Fuck.
  I’ve left your front door open.”  With a slight hesitation, he stands up.  Reaching out with his hands, he helps me up from the floor, passing me my robe which he snags from the hook on the back of the bathroom door.  “Put this on.  Dressed you’re a distraction.  Undressed you’re driving me crazy.”

~~ Josh ~~

Moving past Grace, I walk back towards the front of the house where the door is still wide open letting in a chill.
  Stepping outside, I lean on the porch railing and take in some deep breaths.  Christ, the woman nearly killed me.

When I arrived earlier I’d raised my hand to knock on the door and heard her scream!
  I managed to quickly open the door, which had a flimsy lock and raced to the back of the house were the screaming was still coming from.  Pushing the door open, not realizing at the time that it was a bathroom, I got one hell of a view and before I knew it, she was against me, losing her footing, she ended up taking us both down to the floor.

With Grace on top of me, naked no less; I didn’t stand a chance of hiding the surge of lust that ran through my body, having my cock hard and ready for action.
   Action it has only been getting with my fist.  It was a hell of a long time since I’d been with a woman.  With work and the constant traveling, there was no time to hook up with anyone.  One night stands always seemed to leave me uneasy and restless, so I’d stopped having them.

I’m still standing on the porch of Grace Langdon’s home, with my cock hard as steel, showing no signs of shrinking.
  It wanted to be between Grace’s legs.  Groaning, I curse and turn to head back inside, only to smack right into the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, in a silk lilac robe.  The robe I’d passed to her in the bathroom.  I certainly had no idea she would look like she does in it, at the time, I just wanted her nakedness covered.

Breathing heavily, I meet her eyes.
  The blood in my cock surges to the tip. 
Fuck
.  Taking hold of Grace, I lift her up and carry her into the house.  Slamming the door shut, I slide the lock into place.  Then like a savage, I push her against the wall and ravish her mouth.

Undoing her robe, she helps me to push it from her arms.
  Our mouths still locked together, our tongues entwined, not wanting to part.  I feel her hands on my waist.  My cock jerks in anticipation.  She yanks my shirt from my jeans, lifting it over my head, tossing it to the floor.

Grace wraps her arms around my neck and climbs up me with her legs wrapping around my waist.
  My hands go to her butt, holding her in place.  I squeeze her buttocks and rock her into the bulge in my jeans.

Moving my hands slowly, my fingers rub against the moist heat between her thighs.
  She moans – loudly.

“Josh.
  God, I need you.”

I’m seconds away from orgasm.
  Reaching between us, I manage, with a struggle, to unbutton and unzip my jeans, freeing my aching cock.

With our mouths still fused together in the hottest kiss I’ve ever experienced, I take hold of her butt again and hitching her further up the wall, I surge into her.
  She breaks from the kiss and drops her head back against the wall, shuddering.

“God, you feel good.”

So close to finishing, part of me comes back to my senses, “Grace…. No condom!  Not been with anyone since my blood test, six months ago.  Christ, one stroke and I’m going to come.”  I whisper into her neck.

“Me too.”

I lean down and lick one of her nipples which are hard as stone.
  I surge inside her as she clamps down on my cock.  “Josh…. move.  I’m safe.  Blood tests in hospital.”

Hearing this, I do something that I haven’t done before – have sex bareback.
  Gritting my teeth, I pull outh, I put and slam home, touching base inside her.  Grace screams and clamps down, so damn hard on my penis – it wouldn’t surprise me if it shattered – I’m in heaven.

With her sex vibrating around me as
she orgasms, I release my load, coating her channel with my thick cream.  I can’t stop grinding against her, our pleasure is so intense.  As Grace starts to relax slightly against me, I put my mouth to her breast and suck – strongly.  She starts to shake again, coming for the second time.  I follow her over.

Breathing heavy with
my head resting against the wall, she runs her fingers through my hair making me shiver.
  Never in my life have I orgasmed twice within seconds.  I didn’t even know it was possible for a guy to do that.

Lifting my head I meet Grace’s eyes.
 
Shit.
  She looks uncertain now that our blood has cooled.  Not wanting to see that look on her face, I kiss her gently and pull out of her.

Making sure she’s steady, I reach down to hitch my jeans up.
  Fastening my zipper, I look back to Grace, who is watching every move I make – she’s still naked.  To hell with this, I don’t have it in me to walk away from her right now.  Although, I’ll have to.  I have a flight to Texas first thing.  This was not supposed to happen.  I’d planned dinner – not sex.

Moving back towards Grace, I caress her face with my hands, smoothing them down her body to her waist, “Will
you let me stay a bit longer?”

Lifting her hand, she pushes the hair which has fallen over my temple away from my eyes. “Yes,” she whispers.

~~ Grace ~~

Josh carries me through to the bathroom and pushes me down to sit on the side of the bath, while he searches around for something.  Watching him I can’t believe I’ve just had the most amazing orgasm ever, up against my lounge wall with Josh Mitchell.  Actually, make that two orgasms.  He was on the large side, something I haven’t experienced before and boy did he feel good sliding in and out of me – not that it lasted long by the time he entered me.

“Grace, do you have a wash cloth?”
  Oh, he wants to wash up.

“Under there.”
  I point to the cabinet under the sink.

He soaks the cloth in hot water with some bubble that I have to the side.
  Wringing the cloth out over the sink, he walks over and crouches in front of me.  Looking into my eyes, “Open your legs for me.” 
Oh god.
  He grins.  I blush.

He places his hands on my thighs and smoothes them between, using only slight pressure, my legs open.
  Josh takes the cloth and starts wiping his seed from between my thighs.  Moving closer to my sex, my legs open wider – desperate for his touch.  Again.

He stands and strips his clothes off, standing before me naked with his penis standing to attention.
  “Don’t look at me like that.  I’m trying to take care of you first, before I take you to bed and make love to you properly.”  He looks slightly bashful, “I didn’t mean to ravish you in the lounge.”

I laugh, “Josh, you can ravish me in the lounge anytime you want.”

Groaning, he crouches back down between my thighs.  Picking up the cloth again, he dives straight in, rubbing around my clit.  Reaching behind me, he pulls me to the very edge of the bath and spreads me open to his eyes – he gulps.

Using the cloth he moves from my clit to my sex, making a couple of swipes, before concentrating, exactly where I need him too.

I’m not sure if this, between me and Josh, is  anything but a one night stand, but if it is, I’m not ready to call a halt to the best sexual experience I’ve had.  Plus, it will make my dreams hotter when he isn’t here.  I’m not an idiot; guys like Josh Mitchell usually run a mile from girls like me.  Girls who want permanent.

Hearing him curse, I look down at him, on his knees between my legs.
  His breathing is erratic; he throws the cloth behind him, “I have to taste you.”

On edge, “Yes.”

Josh puts his mouth on me.   He sucks my clit.  He licks my sex.  “You taste damn good,” he groans, taking my clit into his mouth while he slips two fingers into me.  He moves them in and out, scissoring them inside me.  “Play with your breasts.”  He breathes heavily.  Christ, he’s just as aroused as I am.

Looking into his glittering eyes, I use one hand and reaching up; massage my breasts, pinching my nipples.
   He puts his mouth back to me and quickens the movement with his fingers in my sex.  It’s so hot watching him going down on me while I touch myself.  I’m not sure where shy Grace has gone.  I hope she stays away.

Josh’s breathing has changed and as I look down to his penis, he has it in his fist.
  He’s watching me, watching him and
oh god
.

“JOSH,” I scream and I shudder, releasing on his fingers and mouth.
  I hear him groan.