JOINED (The Joined Series) (14 page)

We got off on the eighth floor. With a firm hand on the small of my back, he led me into his apartment. It was eerily quiet and cool inside.

The kitchen was located on the left side of the main floor; it was modest, with wooden chairs, a sleek
granite island, and gray tile
flooring. On the left side of his apartment, there were spiral stairs.

The living room was spacious and decorated with dark colors to emphasize its rectangular shape. The painting was off white throughout the main floor. There were two dark brown leather sofas in the middle, with small oak wood coffee tables beside each couch. Egg shaped light bulbs were in the middle of the living room. This rest of his apartment looked warm too. For minutes, he watched me walk around his apartment.

“Too cold in here?”

“Yes.”

He
turned off the air conditioner, returned
to me,
and
took off my peacot and my scarf.

“I thought we were going to meet at your hotel.”

“Isn’t a man allowed to change his mind?” I bobbed my head at him and he
laughed
.
“
I want to create new memories
. Let’s start the night off right.”

“
Right.”

“Stand in the middle of the room.” I complied. My back faced him. “Pencil skirts fit your hips and pear ass perfectly. And you wore your hair down, just the way I like it.” I closed my eyes, getting lost in his low husky sound. “Open your eyes.”

Looking straight ahead, his eyes met mine through our reflection in the glass window. He was close enough to hear, but his body was too far away for my liking.

“Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome
,” he said.
“
Was the ride over here okay?”

“Yes
.”
His eyes
lingered
over my body
, seeming to know that my concentration was on the brink of mushiness.

“There’s an envelope on the desk.” I followed his eyes. He caught me off guard and I had a chance to compose myself. I went to the desk and opened it up: three sheets of paper with blood test results, all taken three days ago. “The lab got my results in fast.”

“Yeah, you don’t say! I’ve had to wait months to get my results back from my family health
care
practitioner.”

He made a motion with his head. “My doctor sent my blood to a private lab; they always expedite things for me. It’s a perk I am fortunate to have.”

“You don’t have any sexually transmitted infections.” I looked through the other two sheets of paper. He
had
a battery of test
done
, with summary of results from the two Technicians on the last page.

“Y
ou
needed to know
about my sexual health,” he explained.

“I did think about it,” I admitted.

“You’ve been thinking about it,” he corrected me. “I am trying to meet your needs, remember?
Now
we can both fully enjoy ourselves.”

“You don’t have my results,” I pointed out.

“No.
I’
d have you take all the test if I wanted you to.
I know that I can trust you about this.
”—
He
gave me a firm and stern look—“Are you on birth control?”

“I take the pill. I’ve never missed a day.”

“Good,” he said. “
Those patent leather heels
make
me want to bite into
your
calves
gazed
up at me. “And drag you to me until you
’
r
e
stretched wide, ass up, and I am buried deep inside you.” He licked his lips, reminding me when I begged for his cock.

“Oh,” I murmured, already accustomed to his graphic words. Wearing heels no longer seemed like a chore to me.

Behind me within the ti
meframe of the turn
of
my head, he ran his
hands down the sides of my body,
on the undersides of my breasts
.
Even though my face was fixed without an expression, my body was responsive to him. And that
conveyed
everything that he needed to know. Pulling me against him, he buried his face in my hair.

“Mateja.”

“
I am here,
Rebecca,” he said breathily.

Deep and somewhat sharp tips of his f
ingernails chafed along my back. He
expos
ed
my neck and the base of my chin to the soft moisture of his lips.

Mateja’s hands
ran
down the front of my body, eagerly divesting me of my blouse, while releasing the clasps of my bra at the same time. My breast stiffened to the contact of his fingers. He grazed his nails on each of my shoulders and sides of my back.
Pleasure shot straight to my mound.

He removed his shirt and
I curved into him more
.
H
e rubbed the hardness of his length
against the cleft of my backside
.
“Never be ashamed of these,” he murmured, aggressively squeezing my breasts. “And this.” He cupped my ass in his hands. Bringing down my skirt to my feet, I stepped out of them and bent over.

“One of
the
best views of you.”

With a graceful movement, he lifted my feet off of the ground, cradling me with his corded neck and muscled shoulders, flexing. Setting me on his spiral staircase,
I bent
my knees on the lower steps, only my forest green panty clung one side of my body. I still had my patent leather heels still on.

“Eyes straight ahead.”

He widened my legs to the width of the staircase and he glided over me. At the same time,
I fed
my nipples into his mouth and
he laved at me
. He massaged the lips of my sex when he pinched my nipples
with one hand, making my back arch, and pushing my
nipple into his
mouth. When the warmness of his body finally came into firm contact with mine, I sought him with the upward tilt of my head.

“
Ahhh…
and
you’re getting wetter and wetter.”
H
e
rubbed
his swollen
cock on my navel,
s
howing me want I had yet to experience in my core.
He
grazed
his nails along
the juncture of my thighs.
Mateja’s skilled tongue cleaved
through
my folds, the pads of fingers
rubbing
and
nipping at the sensitive
my
nub.

“I need you,
”
I cried out.

When his pressure and pace between his tongue and fingers were too much, my
vagina
clenched and I climaxed.

He murmured against my wetn
ess
. I grabbed onto the sides of
a step
.
“Taste. Perfect.” And then he began stroking himself, his nosy movements echoed in my ears. The sounds of
him stimulating himself
and
tonguing me, made me hungrier for him.

“God…Mateja,” I moaned, tears trickled down my cheeks as he
continued to pleasure
the both of us at the same time. No longer able to resist, I rocked back into his tongue, which was quickly replaced by the invasion of his three long fingers inside me. The stairs rubbed into my back, irritating my skin. But I didn’t care.
He briefly watched me and then he shut his eyes as his was building himself up to his own
climax
.

Heaving in breathe
s, he stroked
faster. One of the most beautiful sights to feast on
was Mateja
self-stroking
.
S
weat flowed from his temples down to his face.

“
You’re too perfect for words
”
I moaned, couldn’t even attempt to speak. “
Mateja
gasp
ed
for air along with me.

One more push against his persistent fingers and my entire body shuddered. My sex convulsed on his fingers. He pressed his hand over my mound softly, rubbing up and down from my cleft to my core.

“Huh
?” I thought I heard him
say
something
else
, but I was lost to the intense quivers running up and down my whole body
.

“Never go bare down there,” he said gravelly, pressing the palm of his hand flat against my core. “Or remove the little trail along your bottom.” He brought his hand back, laying one of his fingers in my ass.

“Don’t
think I’ll ever forget about this tush.” He emphasized by pinching at the fullest part of my butt.

I tried to suppress a wail, but couldn’t. “That’s right, Rebecca. You can experience the best sensations in almost every orifice of your body, especially in your ass.”

“I bet. Here I thought it only functioned as an exit!”

He snickered. “You can stand up now.” As I stood up and stretched,
he looked at
my calves
.
I didn’t even remember that I have five-inch heels on.

I stood in front of him and placed two of my fingers in
to
his mouth. He nipped at
them
and released them
. I massaged his nipples until they grew erect.
His penis was engorged again and
cupped my face.

“Your touch…”. Leaning in
to him, I
twirl
ed
my
tongue
on his nipples
.
When I
pinch
ed
his pointed nipples,
and licked his areola,
he
grabbed me. He
charg
ed
me against
his
huge window, lifting me up again. I wrapped my legs around his lean waist, rushing my hands through his silky hair.

With a grin, he moved forward, flinging me over his shoulders. “Wait-what-“

“You forget, Rebecca. I haven’t gotten to your ass. And there’s no way I’ll go without a proper introduction!”

I slapped his back hard,
trying to
reach for his ass. Instead, he playfully swatted my ass hard—twice.

“I want to you too, baby.” I almost cried at the term of endearment. I reminded myself to leave my emotions at the door and I let my lust reign again.

He laid me on his floor and I bent my knees and spread my legs wide for him
. Mateja moved down and bit each of my calves, groaning low in his throat.

H
is cock tented through his boxers near my chest, he lowered his head and kissed me hungrily, no longer warming me up to his touch. My neck and collarbones were covered with his kisses.
Motioning me to remain still, he took off his boxers, revealing his handsome shaft and
sack. He traced his tongue on
my outer sex. After putting a ton of lubricant on his
fingers, he massaged my back entrance, the touch
tingled
the nerves from my sex to my rectum.