How to Liv (15 page)

“I’m going to get that drink now.”  I swallowed and watched as he walked casually to the bar.

“You know, at first I thought he was just being rude,” Karen said from the chair beside me. 
When did she sit there?
  “But now I know it’s just that he can’t see past you.”

“Huh?”

“Yeah, I’d be unable to form proper sentences too, if I’d just been kissed like that,” she said with an eye roll.  “
Joel
, he didn’t even say hello to anyone at the table, just bee lined his way to you.”  I looked at her quizzically, trying, and failing, to get her meaning.  “That guy wants you bad.  You, my friend, are all that he sees.”  She nodded in the direction of the bar to where Joel was standing watching me.  “See what I mean?”

I swallowed the lump in my throat at the passion I could see, he was practically dripping with it.  There was no mistaking it.  He wanted me.  I wanted him. 
Bad.  But was that all there was to it?  I know on my side it wasn’t, I was falling for him, I just hoped he was falling for me, too.

“On the hard stuff I see?” Karen said to Joel, when he sat back down beside me with
a lemonade.

“Oh, hey, Karen.
  Yeah, someone’s gotta stay sober,” he said in jest.

“Yeah, Olivia is a pisshead,” Karen countered and my jaw dropped.

“Really?” Joel asked her.

“No, not really,” Karen replied when she saw the murderous look on my face.

“Hey, this is my last one, I swear.”  I cut in.

“Last two,” Joel corrected.

“Okay, last two then.”  I smiled back at him.  He wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

“She may not really be a pisshead but she is a genius,” Karen said to Joel.  I felt her push something hard against the back of my hand under the table.

“Ow.”  I looked down and started laughing hysterically. 

“See?”  Karen lifted my hand to show Joel.  “It says so right here.”

Joel laughed loudly when he saw the stamp on the back of my hand that read, ‘I’M A GENIUS!’

We were all still laughing when our meals arrived a minute later.

“I hope you like your steak well done,” I said to Joel, looking at the plate in front of him.

“Perfect babe.
  Spank you.”  That set us off laughing again.

We ate and laughed and chatted away.  Joel was getting on so well with my friends.  Long after the plates were cleared he was still happy to sit and chat with them and it felt great, like he belonged.  I drank my two drinks and was grateful for the food in my
belly, it was stopping me from getting too tipsy.  I did feel a little lightheaded, though that was partly to do with the company.  Having Joel by my side with his hand touching my thigh, his laughter in my ear, his cologne in my senses, made me drunker than alcohol ever would.  It was a different kind of intoxication though, and it was far more potent.

“I want to take you home now,” Joel whispered in my ear, his voice thick with promise, his hand squeezing my thigh like an exclamation point to his words.  I couldn’t speak.  Instead I nodded and made a move to stand.

“We’re gonna head off.”  He abruptly interrupted the flowing conversations at our table.  “Thanks for a great night guys.”

Everyone said their farewells and we quickly left, hand in hand.  In the car park, Joel pushed me against the tray of his
ute, his hands either side of my hips, caging me in.  He leant down and gave me a kiss that I felt all the way to my toes, before briskly pulling away to open the passenger door for me.  I slid myself past him, closer than necessary so that my breasts brushed his chest, then into my seat.  Joel slammed the door behind me and quickly rounded the front of the car.  When he got in, he started it straight away but then turned to me instead of putting it in gear.  I was one step ahead of him and already had my face over his side of the car so he didn’t have to lean too far to press his lips to mine once more.  His hands came up to cup my cheeks and mine found their place on his chest.  The desire behind his kiss was undeniable, he was just as turned on as I was.  Before long we were both panting, this time I pulled back first.  I couldn’t wait for him to get me home to his bed.

Joel put the car in gear and reversed out of the car park, catching my eye briefly as he did.  I could see the need behind his eyes and when he swallowed I was sure that he could see that same emotion reflected in mine.  After a couple of minutes of driving I realised we were headed in the wrong direction.

“I thought we were going to your place.”

“Yours is closer,” he stated matter-of-factly.  He did have a point.  But his house didn’t have my sister.  I sighed.  “Is that a problem?”

“No, I guess not.”

Ally would still be at work for a couple more hours and I didn’t know if she was going to come home straight from there either.  We had plenty of time, I suppose.

When we got to my front door I had trouble unlocking it, my mind was turned into mush due to Joel’s hands groping me.  I couldn’t function as his hand squeezed my hip in that way that he seemed to like so much and his teeth grazed my neck.  I was on fire, burning for him and unable to get the key to turn.  Eventually I got it and practically fell into the entry way.  Joel stumbled after me, pulling me into his arms.  I kicked the door shut and he pushed me back against it briefly to kiss me again.  I pushed him away and he momentarily looked surprised before I grabbed his hand and practically dragged him to my bedroom.

Once there, I shut the door and threw my belongings on top of my chest of drawers.  Joel emptied his pockets of his wallet, keys and phone. 
Then something else - a couple of condoms.

“You came prepared,” I muttered with my lips against his neck.  I had to stand on tippy toes to reach it.  His arms engulfed me in a hug and he tipped his head back.  Then it was my turn - he kissed my cheek, jaw, neck and I moaned.

“I missed you,” he murmured against my neck, his hot breath and his words sending shivers through me.  His hands slid down and he groped my butt, then started walking me backwards to the bed.  He lowered me gently, laying down on top of me, placing the pressure of his hips right where I needed it most.  He gently sucked on my lower lip and then bit it, licked it better and then bit it again.  I loved when he did that, it drove me wild.  My hands came up to run through his hair.  His mouth moved from mine and down my neck onto my chest.  He swiped the material of my halter top and bra sideways, tugging my breast toward his mouth, he sucked on my now bare nipple. 

I realised by doing this he’d bypassed seeing my bra.  I’d picked out my underwear set specifically for him and I wanted him to see so I pushed him up by the shoulder.  He looked at me quizzically but moved anyway.  He rolled onto his side and I stood from the bed.

Being summer, it was still light out and this time I hadn’t closed my blinds.  My bedroom window faced the small neglected courtyard so no one could see in but I was suddenly nervous about the one set of eyes that were trained on me.  I’d never done a strip tease before but the look on Joel’s face made me want to try it.

I lifted my top slightly so I could access the button of my shorts.  I undid it and my fly slowly, looking up at him as I did.  The heat in his stare that was focused on my hands moved up to my face.  I bit my lip and he groaned.  The sound empowered me to continue.  I moved my hands into the sides of my shorts and slowly pushed them downwards.  Keeping my legs fairly straight I bent at the hip to remove them and then I flung them at him.  He caught them and held them in his lap, his eyes still on me.  Next to go was my top. 
I criss-crossed my arms in front of me and grabbing the hem on both sides.  I slowly teased the material up my body.  Joel’s eyes continually flicked from my thighs to my eyes, to my mouth, to my eyes and back down again.  He licked his lips hungrily and the brief sight of his tongue had my inner muscles aching with need.

When the hem of my top reached the base of my breasts I pulled it free and clear over my head and tossed it at him.  I felt the static attacking my short hair.  Knowing that it was now probably sticking up in all places, I quickly ran my hands over my hair to smooth it down.

“Here, let me help you with that,” Joel said, coming to stand in front of me.  I dropped my hands to my sides and looked up into his mesmerising eyes that were focused on mine.  We stood in silence, just staring into each other eyes.  In that moment I could literally feel myself falling for him - my heart attaching to his.  I swallowed back the lump of emotion that was forming in the back of my throat. 
I shouldn’t be falling in love with him so soon! 
His eyes finally left mine and his hands came to my hair, but instead of smoothing it down like I thought he would he roughed it up.

“Hey!”

“I like it all messy, it’s so damn sexy,” he said with a chuckle.  I slapped at his hands and took a step backwards.  His eyes raked over me from head to toe.  I loved the pleasure I could see in them.  “You look smokin’ hot!”

Before I could respond Joel’s hands came up to frame my face and his lips attacked my mouth.  We took a couple of steps in the direction of my bed, before Joel released my lips to spin me around.  Pressing himself against my back, he slowly ran his fingers from my stomach upwards, between my breasts, up along my collarbone and then
thread them into my hair, leaving a blazing trail in their wake.  He massaged my head gently while his other hand squeezed my hip in his favourite way then trailed downwards passing along the spot on my lower belly that made my whole body twitch and jump.  Then he slid his fingers over the top of my underwear rubbing only once before moving down to my thigh.

“So hot,” he murmured near my ear.  He continued to nuzzle my neck, the feel of his stubble against my skin giving me goose bumps as he slowly touched me all over.  It was pleasurable torture and I was so highly stimulated my knees were weakening by the second.  I was wondering how much longer my legs
would hold me up.  I moved my hips against his hard length and he groaned sending more goose bumps all over my already intensely aroused body.

He continued his sensual assault on me until I couldn’t take anymore.  I let out a sound of frustration and again pushed my arse against him.

“Something wrong, Liv?”  I felt him smile against my neck before he bit it gently.

“
Mmm.”

“What is it?”

It took me a second to answer, I still wasn’t entirely comfortable with dirty talk.  “Please Joel.”

“Please what?”  His hand squeezed my breast over the fabric of my bra.

“Stop teasing me… I need…”

“You need?”

“
You
.  I need you,” I gasped.

He moved away slightly and put his large warm hand on the centre of my back.  He nudged me forward until I got his meaning and lay face down on the bed.  He lay on top of me, taking hold of both my hands.  Entwining our fingers, I lifted my head and turned so that he could capture my lips with a kiss before laying my head back down on the bed.  His hard body covered mine and I welcomed the heavy weight of him.  He rubbed his shaft between my arse cheeks for a moment before slowly sliding down my body, peppering my back with hungry kisses.  Eventually he let my hands go and moved his to my butt.  He gave it a squeeze before standing.

I heard him removing his clothes behind me and I heard him taking a couple of steps across the room.  I also heard the condom wrapper opening but I had been in bed with Joel enough now to know that he had positioned me in a way he wanted me to remain, so I didn’t move.  I couldn’t turn my head enough to see him so I waited.  The wait wasn’t easy – the anticipation making my heart race.

I felt the bed dip slightly and I took a shuddery breath.  Joel nudged the material of my black lacy underwear to the side and thrust a finger hungrily inside me.  My muscles clenched around him with pleasure.  He moved it out and back in again before a second finger joined it for a moment.

“Do you like that?” he asked, removing his hand completely.  He covered my body with his now naked one.

“
Mmm.”

Then I felt the head of his cock against my clit and I moaned.

“And this?”  He continued to nudge me there and I moaned once more.  “Yes?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

He tugged my underwear further aside and entered me with one hard thrust.  We both grunted with pleasure.  He slowly slid back out and in again roughly.  Then he lifted his body from mine, bracing himself on outstretched arms, one of which I could see from the corner of my eye.  His bicep flexed as he continued to rock into me at a leisurely pace.

“Oh-god-yes!”
I said on a moan.  When I lifted my head the movement caused my breasts to rub harshly against the bed as he thrust into me, increasing my pleasure.

“I’m not
gonna last long like this baby.”  He leaned down and kissed between my shoulder blades before returning to his position.  “You feel so damn good.”

His increased pace and the angle, had me climbing over the edge in no time.  I shuddered and clenched around him in orgasm as he continued to pound into me.

“I love fucking you with your underwear on.  You look so sexy like this, laid out for me,” he said between breaths and thrusts.