Page 74 of The First Time

I like that Josh just drives back to his house, knowing that I’m coming home with him. We’re starting to get into this routine of staying at each other’s places.

“That went well,” he says as he grabs my hand.

“It did.”

“He didn’t even punch me.”

I chuckle. “Were you expecting to get punched this evening?”

“It was a definite possibility in my mind. I’ve seen your brother pissed off before. You don’t want to be the one on the receiving end of his fury.”

“Ah, he’s all bark and no bite. He wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

He throws his head back and laughs. “You haven’t seen the other side of him.”

“Oh, please, both of you guys are big softies. Hiding behind your scary emotions, but in reality, you’re the nice ones.”

He parks his truck in his driveway and then looks at me in a way that makes me need to rub my thighs together. “Did you just call me a softie?”

I bite my lip and lean further back against my side of the car. “I may have. What are you gonna do about it?”

“That’s it,” he says as he takes off his seatbelt, but I’m out of the car before he can get me. “You better run, Freckles.”

I take off into the house, sprinting up the stairs while I can feel him hot on my heels. It’s that terrifying feeling when you don’t know when, or if, the person behind you will get you, like playing tag, but this time, I don’t think I’ll mind if I get caught.

I’m turning the corner into the hallway when I feel an arm wrap around me and lift me off the ground.

“You aren’t going anywhere,” he growls in my ear.

He takes large strides into the bedroom where he throws me down on the mattress. I turn around onto my back and look up at him. His eyes are smoldering as they focus on me. His lips are pressed into a hard line, yet there’s a slight twitch to them, hinting at a playful side underneath.

Then he sheds himself of his shorts and grips his length. “I’m no softie, Freckles. There’s not a damn part of me that is soft when it’s around you,” he says while running his hand up and down his hard dick.

My body shivers at the sight. I don’t think I’ll ever not react to watching him do this in front of me.

He lets himself go and grabs my dress, pulling the straps down and almost ripping it down my body, then throws it on the floor. He does the same to my underwear until I’m lying in only my bra.

But he doesn’t seem to have the patience for that right now.

He steps forward, grabs under my legs, and pulls me to the end of the bed.

“Do you want to feel how not soft I am for you?”

He starts to tease me with his dick as he runs it along my soaked pussy. I suck in a breath at the sensations, especially when he reaches my clit.

“Talk to me, baby. Tell me that you want my hard dick inside of you.”

“I want it,” I beg breathlessly. “Please, give me your hard dick.”

He smirks downat me. “Good girl.”

Then he pushes inside of me until he bottoms out, and we both let out a satisfied moan. He cages me in with his arms and thrusts in and out with purpose until I’m clenching around him and screaming his name.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Josh

“So, you finally got it over with and told him,” Liam yells over the music in the bar. “Did he get pissed?”

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