Page 63 of Fever

“Maybe for the same reasons I want you, Josiah,” I purred resting my arms on top of his shoulders. My lips trailed down his face as I placed soft kisses against his eyes, nose, upper lip then mouth. He grabbed my waist and rubbed the head of his penis between my wetness. A searing heat waved through me, and when he took me in, we melted into one another. I had never wanted to live in one moment before in my life, but this was heaven like I’d never known.

Josiah rocked into me with a possessive paralyzing thrust. I was high-strung as my nerves shot to the roof and a pleasurable wave of nostalgia formed a shield around us in a surge of raw desire. I whimpered and mindlessly purred, “I want you to come inside.”

Josiah smiled up at me with a naughty peer of his eyes. “You want me to come… inside?” He reprocessed slowly.

“Yes…” I panted as his shaft eased in and out of me with vigor. “I want all of you. Right now.”

“Don’t fucking tell me that,” his deep voice ground out.

“Josiah…” I bounced up and down, connecting with the base of his dick with a slamming force.

“Fuuuu-ck!” He spat.

Josiah’s hands gripped my derriere, firmly thrusting to meet my demand. My interior walls clenched, and a wail tore from my throat as I coated his penis with a riptide of my love. “Oh my God,” I sang as my ears stung and contractions tore through my spine. Josiah’s hand flew to the back of my head, and our mouths met for an undulating open mouth kiss. When he came, we held on tight as his temperature rose, and his heart knocked against my chest. I was drunk in love and completely undone as our feverish skin blended into one.

The heat index in the car was alarmingly torrid, and our lips continued to mesh as our bodies hummed from our reckless mating. When our mouths slowed, we both stared at each other, breathing against our lips as our hearts continued to knock. Josiah nibbled my bottom lip then whispered into my mouth as our eyes stayed with one another.

“I want you to be my girlfriend,” his voice thundered.

I didn’t think my body could get hotter than it was right now, but it did, practically incinerating me.

“And I want to be your girlfriend,” I said with a growing smile.

A rumble fled from him, and his lips landed on my chin and lips.

“So you can quit calling our relationship fake then.”

I smirked. “If that’s all you wanted, all you had to do was ask.”

“I did, now we’re official.”

“You only forced me, begging and screaming,” I said jokingly with an eye roll. The husky sound that ran from his vocals settled around my heart. His smile was gorgeous, and I could see it every day for a lifetime and not tire of it.

“Come in the house with me.”

“Are you sure?” he teased.

I answered swiftly, almost begging, “Yes, please, come.”

Josiah pulled his eyes away from me long enough to take a look around. He opened the door, and I crawled off his lap to stand on the street, quickly tugging my dress down. I turned and held out a hand to help him out, but when he stood strong arms pulled me in and lifted me from the ground.

“Oh my God!” I shrieked as he tossed me over his shoulder and closed the door. “Ah!” I yelled, and he laughed as he strolled to the front door with me bouncing, holding on for dear life.

Swiftly, he sat me down to my feet, giving me a rush of wooziness.

“You’ll always be safe in my arms, girl. Don’t you know that by now?”

I held him to keep my balance, and his hands rested on my waist. Josiah bent down and kissed my cheek.

“Keys,” he said, holding out his hands.

I offered them up quickly, making no pause to drop them in his hands. He clutched me to his side and opened the door.

“You’re spending the night,” I said as we entered.

Josiah wrapped me up, putting his lips to my ear. “Are you telling me or asking me?”

I turned my face to his, “I’m telling you,” I said, and this time I was the one who sunk my lips into his mouth.

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