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“I need to get you to bed missy
. We have a big day tomorrow and I’ve already kept you up too long.” I started to stand up.

“You kept
me
up?” she questioned. “I’ve been virtually talking your ass off.” She stretched her arms over her head with another yawn and I wanted to climb over the cushion that separated us and pull her into a warm embrace.

“I’ve enjoyed it
,” I said.

“I think I’ll turn in then
. Are you sure that you’re okay with sleeping on the couch? I really am a guest here and I’m the one that should be on the couch.”

“Say no more
. I’ll be fine down here.” I replied.

“You’re sure
?”

“Go K.K.
, before I follow you upstairs and ruin this new friendship were working at.” I said.

“Can I kiss you Josh?”

I sat there on the couch glued to my seat and fixated on her gaze upon me. The look of need welled in her eyes, and I didn’t know if I had enough control just to give her a friendly kiss. I tried to judge her reaction if I declined.

“What if I said no?” I asked
. She walked around the couch and stood over me. Her sex was dead center to my face and the fullness of her breast above me. I was paralyzed by her and pissed that she was toying with me…again.

“You asked me to kiss you in the bar and I declined because of what I thought you’d find in that kiss
. I think I’m not so afraid of that now.” She dropped down to her knees and moved between my legs. I felt my stomach clinch, my cock started thickening and my heart was about to fly from my chest. This would have to be on her terms and I waited patiently for her next move. She laid her head on my stomach and I was scared now to touch her for fear that she’d vanish, like she was never there to begin with. The smell of her played on my senses and the heat from her body was turning me on. Unable to hide the body part that now hardened under the softness of her stomach, I stayed still waiting for her to claim what I already knew was hers.

She moved her hands across my chest and up around the back of my neck
. I left my arms to my side, painfully, as she moved up my body. She nipped at my bottom lip, her eyes looking fully into mine. Her eyes were languid and limp with the exhaustion from the day, but full of desire. She was more beautiful in this moment than any previous. I could feel my heart gallop as she licked at my mouth begging it to open and let her in. I complied and let her lead us into a passionate and knowing kiss. It was slow and gentle and wrapped up with so much feeling, I thought my heart was going to burst from my chest. I felt her tongue gliding with mine in rhythm and slowly brought my hands up to her face pulling her and her kiss fully into me. She moaned into my mouth and my kiss grew hungrier. We continued like this for what seemed like an eternity, her kissing me and me passionately taking all she was giving. She pulled back and placed her head on my chest. She wrapped her arms around me, hugging her breast against me, the feel of her erect nipples gliding against me and driving me insane.

“I’m sorry I hurt you earlier tonight
,” she murmured. “I promise to tread lightly with your heart.” And with that, she pulled her body from mine and walked up the stairs. I could taste her on my mouth, still feel her weight and warmth against my body. I sat there in utter shock and hard against my pajama bottoms. What the fuck just happened? I grabbed the Scotch and suddenly didn’t care that she’d spit back into it, and threw it back in one gulp. This was going to be a long night.

Chapter 17

Kasey

It was one thirty in the morning, when I turned to look at the clock for the tenth time
. I tossed and turned thinking of Josh downstairs. My body ached with desire, my sex pulsing, and I gripped my thighs tighter to quell that need. I reached down between my legs, feeling over my saturated panties and left my hand gripped against my mound, willing it to stop yearning. I rolled over on my stomach, rumpled my pillow into tight submission and lied there thinking about what in the world I was doing here if he was down there.

“Ugh” I said softly, when I heard Josh at the door
.

“I can’t sleep
,” he said and walked through the door, not quite making it to the bed before stopping. I rolled over to see him shirtless and standing barefoot in only his pajama bottoms, the ‘V’ of his hips dipping into his pants. The sight caused me to lick my lips and I hoped he didn’t just see me drooling over him.

“What the hell was that down there?” He stood
in front of me with his arms over his chest in frustration, waiting for an answer. “I can’t make this whole thing out K.K. One minute we’re lovers, the next we’re supposed to be friends. I’m spinning in circles here. What do you want? You can’t kiss me like that and ask me to be your friend. I never wanted to be your friend in the first place. I made it clear to you when you came home from L.A. that I wanted to be with you. I will give you what you want, but you can’t keep giving me mixed signals. My heart and mind can’t take it.”

“Okay
,” I said rolling up to a sitting position. The sheets were a tangled mess around my legs, my shirt twisted up revealing my stomach. I sensed that he knew I’d been wrestling around the bed for some time now.

“Okay what
? You’re trying to kill me aren’t you? One kiss at a time, I might add.”

“I w
ant you too,” I offered and hoped to see his angst dissipate, but then unease set in.

“You want me how?”
He kept his arms crossed.

“I want all of you.” I went from sitting, to my knees on the mattress and held out my hand
, gesturing for Josh to un-plant his feet and come to me. He tilted his head slightly to the left and stared at me. The proverbial shoes had now switched and he was the one undoubtedly nervous.

“I’m sorry
, baby,” I said, and felt like shit for making him ever doubt my feelings for him were anything but genuine. I didn’t just want him; I loved him. He advanced the bed and I could feel the magnetic pull between us. I moved forward to meet his touch. He pulled me into his strong muscular arms and I melted into him. My taught nipples pebbled under my shirt and grazed his chest as his body met mine. He stood towering over me, the scent of him filling my nose and I breathed him in. I bent my head back so I could look up at him. He bent his head down to meet mine and spoke softly against my lips.

“You are definitely going to be the death of me. I swear.” With that statement made, he claimed my mouth.

I pulled slightly back from his lips to reassure him of how I felt. I wanted him to know that I was fully on board with the whole “us” plan. I pulled him from his feet onto the bed and over my needful body.

“I knew when I kissed you I wanted you
.” I spoke softly even though my pulse had quickened under his touch and my breath was heavy. “I just didn’t know how to bring us back. I’d made such a mess of everything.” He leaned his face back and looked into my eyes.

“Sometimes relationships are messy
. I’m just asking you not to pull away anymore.” His eyes were unfaltering as I brushed his hair from his forehead and claimed that I wouldn’t run again.

“Make love to me
, Josh.”

He kissed
me passionately, stroking my tongue with his and moaned softly into my mouth. I pulled at my shirt trying to get it off. He reached down to help me, pulling it over my head and tossing it to the floor. I could feel his chest tight against my swollen breasts, my nipples tight as he massaged and licked one after the other, causing me to arch back in need as the warmth between my legs overtook me. The pulsing was now a deep throb. He reached down and glided his fingers between my folds, sliding over my tightly coiled bud and into my core.

“You are so wet
, baby.” He kissed down my neck as he slipped his fingers into me. My insides were coming undone with every thrust.

“Oh Josh, that feels so good.” He pulled his fingers out of me and kissed down the length of my stomach
. He pulled down my shorts and panties, freeing my warm body. He opened my legs, spreading me wide and I was so hungry with sexual desire, that I didn’t care if he did a thorough embarrassing inspection of my pussy I just wanted something in me. His tongue, his fingers…something to bring me the relief from the orgasm that was building inside me. “Please touch me.” The words sounded so desperate and needy, but I didn’t care.

“I’m going to make you come with my mouth and then I’m going to take what’s mine
,” he said. His hand slid down my inner thighs, almost tickling, but sensuous, making me shiver.

“Hold on
, baby.” His tongue was the first to assault my clit and then with deep long strokes against my sex. His tongue gliding in and out of my core, driving me insane, then his fingers took over as he continued sucking me. My body shuddered against his mouth, my pussy clinching down on his long fingers over and over as my orgasm rippled from my belly down between my legs. My legs fell loose and my body still tight and shaky, Josh moved up me, kissing his way to my neck and then to my mouth. I could taste myself on him and licked at his lips, savoring the mouth that had just given me so much pleasure.

“Did you like that?”
he whispered into my ear.

“Mmm...Hmm,”
was all I could manage.

I was desperate to have the fullness of him inside me, I reached down inside his pants and stroked his thickened cock up and down, messaging the head
.

“Oh…baby
,” he panted into my mouth. He reached back and shimmied out of his pants and boxers, kicking them off onto the cold floor. “Touch me again. I like the feel of your hand around me.” I nipped at his mouth, licking his lips as I reached down his stomach following the slight patch of hair that led to his erect cock. I grazed his balls with my fingers and he moaned, “That’s it.” I kissed his neck and griped his length at the base stroking him gently, but firmly teasing him into a frenzy.

“Stop baby
, or you’ll make me come and I want to be inside you.” He pulled my face to his and kissed me deeply. My legs spread and ready as the tip of him pushed against my wet opening.

“Please Josh
. I’m begging now,” and I was. I wanted him so bad it hurt. My pussy was throbbing in anticipation of his assault.

He nipped at my mouth with his teeth and with one deep thrust
, he was fully imbedded in me. I felt him go so deep, I was sure his cock was hitting my heart, but even the pain of him couldn’t beat the pleasure I now felt as he glided in and out of me over and over.

“Harder
,” I whispered and he moaned and grunted the sweet sounds he made right before he was about to come.

“Are you almost there
, K.K.? I can’t hold on much longer. You feel so good.” He reached between us and went to stroke my clit. I watched as he glided heavily into me, stimulated by him and the sight of our bodies colliding in unison. Then before I could speak I came undone, my body shaking, my core tightening around him, my orgasm grabbing his and pulling the sweet cum from deep within him.

“Thank you
,” Josh said into my ear. Both of us were still panting and coming down from the sexual high that had just gripped us.

“For what?” I asked
.

“For coming back to me.”

We slept huddled in a tangle of hands and limbs for the rest of the night, knowing only three hours later, it would be time to get up for one of the biggest days of our lives.

*******

I woke to the smell of bacon coming from downstairs. I turned and looked at the clock, which now read 8:32. I couldn’t remember the last time I slept in on a work day and of all days, the day Crawford and Blakely became one.

I stretched my legs and arms in opposite directions, yawned
, and got out of bed. My feet hit the cold marble and I instantly thought getting up didn’t seem so good after all. But, I walked from the bedroom and down the stairs to find Josh in a pair of sleeping pants, shirtless at the stove.
Holy mother of God, he was hot!

I stood at the bottom of the stairs staring
, hoping that he hadn’t heard me. I loved looking at him. Every curve of his body was defined and it made my thighs clinch tighter as I imagined how it felt to have his body covering mine. I unknowingly chewed on my bottom lip and felt busted when he turned to look at me.

“See something you like?” He
smirked at me and once again, I felt as if I’d got caught checking him out. It was completely intoxicating to be around him. How could I not stare when he was half-dressed and looking good enough to skip the bacon and go for the sausage between his thighs instead?

I smiled back a little too shyly and sat down at the island counter
. I stretched my arms out over the cold granite.

“Want some coffee
?” he asked.

“I’d love some.”

He finished cooking and got out the plates and the silverware. He poured us both orange juice and refilled my coffee, coming around to join me to eat.

“You are so domestic
. I love it.” I took a long sip of coffee. “You should have woken me earlier. I believe this is the second time you have made me breakfast. I should have been the one down here cooking this morning.”

“I enjoy cooking and I wanted to let you sleep
. Besides pouring you a bowl of Lucky Charms doesn’t really count as serving you breakfast.”

“Thanks
, anyway. I like it.” I said as he planted a big kiss on my lips.

“Good morning
, baby.” He said.

“Good morning to you.” I
beamed back at him. “Did you sleep at all?” He grinned and I thought I was going to melt into a puddle, his teeth gleaming as he winked at me.

“Like a champ
. You wore me out.”

“I wore you out
?” I blushed and turned to grab my coffee.

“Don’t you turn away from me?” He turned my chair to fully face him, and
pulled it within inches of his. “Did that embarrass you? My talking about the absolutely best, hottest sex I’ve ever had. The mind-blowing way I feel when I’m buried inside you. The way you taste on my mouth. It makes me hard just looking at you.” He was now laughing at my expense.

“Well
, if I wasn’t embarrassed before I certainly am now,” I said honestly. I wanted to hide from his knowing gaze, but opened my eyes wider to mock him. He kissed me again, nudged my shoulder like a pal, and went about eating and reading the newspaper.

We sat in silence
until the sound of a cell phone rang and we both looked at the coffee table, where we had left our phones the night before.

“I think it might be yours
,” I said. He looked at me and asked if I’d grab it for him as he picked up his plate and moved to the sink. I knew he was testing me after what happened yesterday, but I didn’t want to risk the hurt of another woman’s face on his phone, so I rejected the offer to get it and went back to reading my paper.

“They’ll call back
,” I said, shrugging. It was Josh and me, and no one else. I trusted in what he said, but it didn’t mean he didn’t have tons of female friends and I just wasn’t interested in feeling jealous or insecure today of all days.

He reached
around, grabbed my dishes and glass, and put them in the sink. “I’ll do the dishes. It’s only fair. You cooked,” I offered.

“No
,” he replied. “It takes you longer to get ready. You go ahead and get your shower. We can go to the office early. I have a few calls to make and some things to tie down in L.A. before I get back.”

My stomach became knotted and my throat was suddenly dry
. He was leaving tomorrow. I suddenly felt sick and put my forehead down on the cold granite, hoping that the cold would stun my pulse and jump-start my aching heart. I lifted my head and he was staring at me.

“Are you okay
? You look a little pale.”

“I’ll be fine
,” I sighed.

I walked around to the sink and grabbed the dishrag from his hand
. “Please let me do this, Josh. I really want to. Breakfast was divine. You go on and take a shower. I’ll be up as soon as I’m done and I promise I won’t take too long getting ready.” He moved aside and I started cleaning the dishes. He gently kissed me on the cheek and turned to walk up the stairs.

He had assured me we could work through the distance and other obstacles that dating presented, but as I stood washing the dishes, I felt a ping of sadness that it was possible those obstacles would be too great
. I finished with the dishes, wiped the countertop, and put my confidence back in place as I walked up the stairs to start getting ready. Today was going to be a very big day.