Page 29 of Unexpected Love

Chapter Nine

Chloe

My eyes open, and it takes a second for the sleep fog to fade. Why am I so hot? Movement from behind reminds me that Joe slept over last night. I fell asleep halfway through the movie and woke up as Joe was lifting me off the sofa. He was going to go back to the hotel, but I had invited him to stay.

I’m not sure why I did it, because it wasn’t really a good idea, but the thought of him leaving didn’t sit well with me. We have a connection, and it’s not just the baby we lost. There’s something there, but I’m just not sure what it is and whether I want to even explore it. He’s twenty-four, and I’m thirty-one.

I take a quick shower, making sure I scrub and shave every inch of me that needs it—just in case. After I step out of the shower, I dry off and then throw on my robe. Back in my bedroom, Joe is still asleep, so I quickly moisturize my body before throwing on cut-off sweats and a tank top. I take my hair down and shake it out as I move to my side of the bed and then climb back in.

Joe’s arm wraps around me, and he pulls me until I’m snug against his chest. “You smell so good,” he whispers against my neck.

A moan slipping from my lips has his hand sliding up under my tank top. He pinches my nipples and then massages my breast. My hips tip back, rubbing against his hard dick. I moan in protest as he removes his hand, but it’s only to brush my hair away from my neck so he can place his lips there.

I reach behind me and grab his hand, bringing it around my front and shoving it down my cut-off sweats. His fingers slip through my wetness, and I should be embarrassed but I’m not. Joe’s groan vibrates against my back, making goosebumps pop up all over my body. My legs spread enough for him to slip a finger inside of me.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so wet for me, aren’t you? Are you going to let me fuck you?”

“God yes…Please.”

He backs away from me, and for a second I’m worried he’s getting out of bed, but instead I’m suddenly on my back. Joe rips my tank top off and then my shorts. I’ve never had a problem with nudity before. I’m lucky to have a nice body, but he’s probably used to girls a lot younger than me—girls who have flawless skin, tighter bodies, and perkier boobs.

My hands move to cover myself, but he grabs them, pinning them by my head. “Don’t you dare hide that body from me—you’re fucking gorgeous. Don’t move your hands. Understand?” I nod my head slowly and watch as his hands travel down my arms and then slowly move to my breasts.

My back arches, and I moan as his fingers pluck at each nipple. The look in his eyes can only be classified as hungry, the blue so bright my pussy spasms around an invisible cock. His hands travel down, down and down. He dips a finger into my pussy then swirls it around my clit. Joe bends down and sucks a nipple into his mouth just as he thrusts two fingers inside me.

Immediately, I begin to come, and he starts massaging my G-spot. That pressure builds, and then I moan deep and hard as I gush all over his hand. “Fuck. I love when you do that.” His mouth moves up my chest until his lips are on mine.

Our kiss is wild and intense, my hands winding around his shoulders. His tongue enters my mouth, and my tongue duels with his. Fuck, he’s a good kisser. He removes his fingers while we kiss and then rubs his cock against me. Only the material of his boxer briefs separates us.

I push on his shoulders until he’s on his back. I straddle his thighs and stare down at his beautiful chiseled features. Leaning down, I place my lips against his square jaw, biting at the flesh. His grunt spurs me on. My lips travel to his, nipping at the flesh. My hair creates a dark curtain around us.

My hips begin to roll, grinding against his dick. He swallows my moan before he grips my hips and pulls me down harder, putting pressure on my clit. I pant against his lips as the pressure begins to build. “I want to hear you come, baby.”

He kisses me hard, and coupled with his cock rubbing my clit just right, I begin to come, crying out against his lips. Joe flips us. “Please tell me you have a condom,” he says.

“Top drawer.” I reach my arm out, pointing to the nightstand.

He grabs one then quickly tears off his boxer briefs. I take in his gorgeous cock and lick my lips. It’s perfection—long but not too long and beautifully thick. My attention goes back to the condom he’s tearing open. Joe sheaths himself quickly, and then he’s lining himself up with my waiting pussy.

“Hard and fast or slow and easy?”

“Fuck me hard.” That’s all he needs to hear before he slams into me, causing my back to arch and for me to cry out. It hurts, but it hurts so good. He grabs my legs behind my knees, pushing them back. With each thrust, I cry out. My headboard is smacking into the wall so hard I’m afraid we’re going to put a hole in it, but I don’t tell him to stop.

“You feel so fucking good, baby. So tight, so hot, and so fucking wet.” He bends down and whispers against my lips. “Are you going to come again for me? Is my baby going to squeeze all the come out of my dick?”

My body spasms, and I begin to come…violently. My hands grip the top of his head as a scream rips from my throat.

“Oh fuck, baby. That’s my girl.” He begins to piston his hips, driving deeper and harder into me. My orgasm keeps going and going until his movements become erratic, and he finally plants himself to the root, groaning against my neck.

“I think you killed me,” I whisper against the top of his head, kissing his dark hair.

His chuckle vibrates against my chest, and he raises his head to smile down at me. “You look gorgeous for a dead girl.” I whimper as he pulls out of me. “Let me get rid of this.”

He gets up, and I admire his fantastic body as he walks naked across the hall to my bathroom. The toilet flushes, and then the sink turns on and off before he opens the door, walking back into my room. I unabashedly gawk at him as he comes toward the bed. His cock’s still half hard, and he chuckles as he climbs into bed with me.

“Baby, you can’t stare at my dick like that.”

I smile up at him. “Like what?”

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