Page 104 of Fear of Falling

With my foot I nudged her feet further apart. Again, I groaned at the sight before me.

All mine.

“Wyatt,” Josie moaned as my fingers grazed her pussy.

“Tell me what you want, Josie.”

“I need you.”

“I’m happy you need me, but that’s not what I asked.” Itsked. Grabbing her ponytail, I yanked her head back. “I asked. What. Do. You. Want?”

I knew dirty talk was new for her. Her cheeks turn pink whenever she tried to say something dirty in return. I loved seeing her slowly come out of her shell and embrace a side to her she’d kept hidden. A side I fully planned on bringing out further.

Wanting to help her out, I slide two fingers inside of her, her pussy instantly clenching around them. Slowly I moved them in and out as she let out little noises.

“I want you to fuck me,” Josie finally said, her voice breathless and filled with need. “Please.”

“God, I love when you beg.” I slipped my fingers out of her so I could take off my boxers, kicking them to the side. Grabbing her hair once more, I wrapped it around my fist while my other hand lined my cock up to her pussy.

I rubbed her wetness all over the tip, tapping her clit with it. The way she moaned my name was a sound I wanted tattooed in my skin.

Tired of teasing, I slid my entire length in her in one go, our moans of pleasure filling her apartment. As I buried myself deep in Josie, I felt my entire world tilt on its axis.

Pretty sure I’m way past the point of falling for Josie.

35

JOSIE

“Since I just turned 18, are you ready for that date?”

An arm draped over my shoulders as I stepped out into Evelyn’s backyard. I glanced up at Mateo who smirked down at me.

“Depends what you have in mind. Go carts may be too much for you, want to try bumper cars?”

“I don’t mind sharing a bumper car with you. I’ll even let you sit on my lap.” Mateo winked.

“Just tell me when,” I played along, a group of Mateo’s friends standing nearby, listening in on our conversation. I slipped out from under his arm with a wink and headed towards Evelyn and Mila.

I’d only briefly known Mateo, but I already liked him. In a way he was the younger brother I always wanted growing up. Someone to joke around and be goofy with. It helped that Mateo had an infectious personality that you couldn’t help but love.

“I’m so glad you girls could make it,” Evelyn said as I reached them.

“Of course. Couldn’t miss Mateo’s birthday,” I said as I gave her a hug.

Mila smiled. “Plus, you don’t want to pass up on Evelyn’s homemade chocolate cake.”

“So I’ve heard!” I replied.

During the entire ride over, Wyatt talked nonstop about his mom’s chocolate cake, telling me it would be an orgasm in my mouth. His exact words. Apparently, Evelyn was known for this cake and made it at every celebration. Now with Mila backing Wyatt’s claims, I was curious to try it for myself.

“Wyatt talked about it the whole way here,” I said.

“Bryton did too,” Mila laughed.

“Speaking of my son, where is he?” Evelyn asked, looking around the backyard.

“He went inside when we arrived,” I said, and as soon as I spoke her eyes widened.

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