Page 125 of Unforgettable

The hand he had cradled against my face lowered, trailing down the buttons of my shirt and only pausing a moment above my belt. He stepped back enough to look down to where his hand tentatively cupped my growing erection. If I questioned his intention before, I didn’t then.

His grip tightened, and I couldn’t help my sharp intake of breath. It had felt like the longest week without them.

I closed my eyes against the pleasure pounding through me, whipping down my spine and quickly hardening my cock. Josh’s lips moved along my jaw and down my neck. It wasn’t often I found myself willingly giving up dominance, but I was eager to let Josh take the lead.

I was ready to experience everything he would give me.

There was a tug and then I heard my belt fall open. My whole body was alive with anticipation, and I opened my eyes just in time to see his thick fingers plunge into my pants and wrap around my shaft.

The slight hesitation I felt in his earlier movements was nowhere to be found. He confidently pumped my cock from base to tip with the perfect amount of pressure. I reveled in the scrape of his calluses against my skin, and in seconds, my impending orgasm was growing at the base of my cock.

It felt better than I could have ever imagined.

“I’m not going to last,” I muttered as his lips found mine once again in a slow, taunting kiss.

God, his tongue was perfect, and I was suddenly overcome by the need to know what it would feel like against my cock. I was sure he’d lap at me with the same confidence his hand showed wrapped around me.

My dick jumped at the possibility, and he upped his pace. Fisting me without mercy, he brought me to the brink of release with each slip of his hand. And when I thought I’d explode all over his palm and the inside of my pants, I witnessed something I’d only seen in my craziest fantasies—ones I’d allowed myself to have after that night in Amanda’s apartment.

In his dress pants and button-down shirt, Josh dropped to his knees in one swift motion and tugged my cock free of the confines of my boxer briefs. It bobbed in front of his face and was angrily hard. The veins running the length were thick, as was the darkened, nearly purple crown.

He bit his lower lip and he took me in with an intense stare—one that showed a little hesitance but still swam with hunger like he was prepared to devour me. He’d barely touched me, yet I was ready to explode like a horny teenager. But the moment he licked up the seam, tasting the precum leaking from my tip and letting out a small groan at the taste, my knees buckled.

Then he wrapped his lips around me and sucked until the crown of my cock prodded the back of his throat.

The world spun behind my eyelids. He kept a hand tight at the base while his mouth fought to take the rest of my length. Slowly, I felt his throat relax, and then he began to move. He worked slowly at first, bobbing his mouth up and down and sliding my shaft in and out of his warm, wet mouth.

Against the trim hair at the base and every once in a while against my skin, I could feel his stubble scratch and pull. A little reminder that my best friend, who was very much a man, was on his knees for me. Worshiping my cock with unexpected reverence.

His hand followed his mouth, pumping in long, hard strokes that never ceased. He sucked, lapped, teased, and I was greedy for it all. I was completely enchanted by the sight before me and the way he worked me over so perfectly.

My fingers dug into his intentionally messy dirty-blond hair, and I was a prisoner to him. Shackled and chained to the pleasure he brought to my life. Pleasure and fucking sunshine.

His hair was soft against my fingers, and he groaned when I tugged softly.Pain. That’s what Amanda said—Josh liked pain as much as she did. So, I dug my fingers in and wrenched at the root of his hair. I was rewarded with another deep moan that vibrated my cock.

His tongue was just as magical as I had hoped.

“Holy shit. Don’t fucking stop.” My grip on his hair was merciless and my words were pointless. He wasn’t fucking stopping.

“You’ve created a monster, Sunshine. I’m going to need you on your knees all the time.Fuck, so goooood.”

And I watched my cock glistening with his spit disappear behind his swollen, pink lips. His hand, with its thick fingers and prominent veins, was lighter compared to my tanned skin, but I liked how easily it wrapped around and pumped my cock. His hand met his lips at the base, and he swallowed around me, his throat pulsing around the crown in subtle yet impactful movement.

Too soon, there was a tightening and tingle at the base of my cock and my balls were drawing up. But I needed his ocean eyes on me, too, to see what he was doing to me. How he was unwinding me—tearing me down and rebuilding me as his.Theirs.

“Look at me,” I commanded and his eyes, brimming with unshed tears from deep-throating my cock, popped open. “So fucking good. I’m going to come if—”

My words were cut off. I wanted to tell him if he wanted to pop off, he could, but he left no room for argument. My words disappeared when his free hand cupped and pulled at my balls that were already drawing up. The motion sent my orgasm barreling through me.

Shooting my release deep down Josh’s throat, he took it all, never once pulling back or looking away from me.

My brain short-circuited, unable to fully process everything that happened until Josh slowly released my cock. My fingers loosened in his hair as he pulled back, and I hoped I hadn’t hurt him with how tight my grip had become in the throes of pleasure.

The million-watt smile splitting his face when he stood told me he’d enjoyed it nearly as much as I had. Eye to eye, there was glee and happiness radiating from him.

“How’d I do?” he asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

An amazed chuckle was my only response for several seconds while I fully came down from the high.

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