Chapter 15: Mick

Chapter Fifteen

MICK

I meant to be soft, start easy, take it slowly. I might have a big body and hands the size of saucers, but I know how to be tender, and I was going to show Josie how safe and good I can be, but the moment my lips touched hers, my intentions—and control—flew out the window.

I devour her. I’ve wanted her for so long, and now that I have her in my arms, I need to explore every inch of her. My tongue sweeps between her lips, tasting every corner and crevice. She moans, or maybe it’s me. I can’t tell. Need is roaring in my head. It’s the only thing I can hear. More, more, more thrums through my blood. I drag my mouth along her jaw, pepper kisses across her cheeks, and then return to claim her mouth again. This time, her tongue meets mine. I suck on it, as if she’s fucking my mouth, and then I tongue her again, forcefully, grinding my dick into the juncture between her legs.

“I’m going down on you, Josie,” I mutter against her lips. “I have to know how you taste there.” Without waiting, I slide lower, pulling her panties as I go until I’m level with her cunt. Her little pussy is decorated with a shaved landing strip. I rub the bare skin on either side of the small patch of hair. “You always shave here?” I growl. She’s never been with a guy, but that doesn’t mean no one has ever seen her. Was she making herself pretty for someone else?

“Yes. I can’t take care of myself?” She glares at me.

Okay, not the look I want to see on her face. “My bad, babe. Just a little jealous.” I drop a kiss on her mound.

“You know guys were never into me.”

“That’s bullshit,” I snort. “Guys were always interested in you, but I told them that if they made a move, I’d rip off their dicks and shove the meat down their throats.”

The annoyed expression turns to shock. “For real?”

“Yeah, Josie, for real. Maybe I couldn’t have you because we were friends, but I wasn’t about to let some annoying turd who probably didn’t wash his balls to lay a finger on your body. Especially not this.” I rub a thumb across her clit.

She inhales sharply. “Okay, fair. I can see your point. I wouldn’t want anyone to be touching me there but you either.”

A slow smile breaks across my face. “That’s what I like to hear. Tell me more about how you want me to touch you. When you were fingering yourself the other day, what did you imagine that I was doing? Was I just using my fingers?” I cup her, laying my fingers lightly against her pussy and my heel against her pubis bone. “Was it just one?” I circle my middle finger around the wet opening of her sex. Her cunt muscles clench. “Or maybe two?” I slide the tips of two fingers into her tight opening. Above me, I hear her gasp. “Ahh, you’re so juicy. I can’t wait to drink you up.”

“You’re saying crazy things.”

“‘Cuz it makes you hot.” I push deeper. “Or maybe you’re always wet like this when you’re around me. Which one?”

“I’m not telling you.”

“I’ll torture it out of you.” I curl my fingers and drag them against the inner wall of her channel.

Her muscles clench in response.

“No fair,” she gasps.

“I’ll give you an opportunity to get me back later.”

“When?”

“After I eat you out.” I replace my fingers with my tongue. She jumps at my open-mouth kiss against her pussy. I clamp her hips and hold her down as I lick her from cunt to clit and back again. She squirms, digs her nails into my scalp, makes unintelligible noises that are either calling for me to give her more or to stop. I can’t tell which but I’m not stopping. She tastes like whatever elixir the heavens would drop. Magical, addictive. She’s a meal I want to feast on all day, every day.

A shiver runs up my spine. I lean down and brush the hair out of her face. She’s sweating. Her eyes are bright. Her skin flushed. She’s never looked so beautiful. My heart is going to burst. “I need you to know, Josie, that I love you. I can’t keep it to myself anymore. I don’t know when my feelings turned from friendship to love, but they did, and I can’t go back. Tell me now if you don’t want me, if you don’t want this; because once I take you, you’ll never be able to leave me. I’ll chase you down to the ends of the earth and back again. Do you understand?”

She reaches her hand up to cup my face. “Oh, Mick, of all the crazy things you’ve said to me, this is the craziest. Why would I run from you? I’ve always loved you, too.” She pulls me down, and this time it’s her kissing me as if she knows I need her reassurance. I drop to my elbows and let the kiss transport me to another place where it’s only Josie and me. The worries of our future have no place here, only pleasure and joy.

I imagined this. Oh, so many times in my bedroom and at school and on the street, I’d think of her naked and open. I eat and eat at her until her juices cover my mouth, my chin, until her thighs are quivering and her cries grow louder and louder. With her body still trembling, I take out my cock and place it at the entrance of her cunt. “I’ll take it slow,” I promise. “It’ll only hurt a little.”

I push inside of her, letting her small cunt accept me inch by incremental inch, until I’m fully seated. Until I’m home.