Page 103 of Fear of Falling

“I just don’t want you to change your mind later on.”

I wanted nothing more than to find her ex and hurt him for what he’d done to Josie. The bastard tore her down so badly that she didn’t realize her own worth. If anyone was unworthy in this relationship, it wasme.

“Josie,” I said softly, squeezing her hand as she slowly looked up at me. “I willneverchange my mind about you, and I will spend every day showing you that. If you’d let me.” And I would. I would spend every waking second showing Josie just how much she meant to me.

She didn’t say anything for a moment, and I felt my hope settle like a weight in the pit of my stomach. But then, she nodded.

“Is that a yes?” I asked, cautiously.

“Yes.”

My smile was so wide that I felt like my face was about to split in half. I didn’t care that I must have looked like a maniac as I slipped out of my side of the booth and slid in beside her. Grabbing her face, I kissed her like she was the last drop of water on earth.

After a few moments, we pulled back, breathing heavy, our foreheads pressed together.

“Want to get out of here?” I asked.

Josie nodded; her hands fisted in my shirt.

Thankfully we’d eaten most of our pizza, and I threw some money on the table as I pulled Josie from the booth. With her fingers weaved through mine, we all but ran from the restaurant to the car.

The ride back to the apartment seemed to take ages. It didn’t help that there was traffic, but the need to take Josie was almost overwhelming. So much so, that my hand slipped between the slit in her dress and slid between her thighs, my fingertips grazing her underwear.

Keeping my eyes on the road, I traced her clit with my fingers, the fabric growing wet under my touch. Josie shifted in the seat, spreading her legs wider, the dress falling away, exposing her legs.

I purposely kept my touch light, teasing her as I drove. Her soft little pants filled the car, making me grow hard. As I applied a little more pressure, Josie moaned, her hips angling to increase the pressure.

As we turned into the parking lot, I withdrew my hand, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth as she let out a frustrated groan. Josie all but jumped out of the car as soon as I turned it off, grabbing my hand and tugging me after her.

The doorman greeted us but all I could manage was a nod as the two of us hurried for the elevators. Thankfully we didn’t have to wait long and no one else got in with us.

As soon as the doors closed, I pushed Josie against the back wall, my hands gripping the railing by her waist, caging her between the wall and my hips.

“You’ve taunted me in this damn dress all night.” I lowered my head, trailing my nose down the side of her jaw to her neck. “I’ve wanted nothing more than to bend you over and see what’s under it.”

I pressed my lips to the side of her neck, a spot I’d learned was one of her sensitive spots. Josie’s breath hitched in herchest as I gently nipped at her skin before moving my mouth downwards to her collarbones. Her hands gripped the back of my shirt, bunching the fabric in her fists.

“Maybe we should stop this elevator and spend the entire night here again,” I murmured.

“Maybe we should,” she breathed, pushing herself against me.

I kissed down her bare shoulder, until thebingof the elevator alerted us that we reached her floor.

With my patience rapidly dwindling, I yanked Josie out of the elevator to her apartment. It took her a second to unlock the door, the fact I stood behind her, nibbling her neck didn’t help.

We finally stumbled into her apartment, a mess of limbs. Josie grabbed the front of my shirt and pushed my back against the door. The two of us pawed at each other's clothes. I unzipped her dress and threw it in one direction, my shirt and pants following seconds later.

My blood felt like it was on fire as Josie stood before me clad in only a pair of red panties.

God she’s perfect.

She was mine now, and I needed to make it real by being inside of her.

I grabbed her waist and walked her backwards towards her couch. In one motion I flipped her around until she was bent over the back of it, her perfect ass sticking up in the air. She still had her heels on which made her ass and legs look even better.

“Fuck,” I groaned at the sight. Bringing my hand up, I slapped one of her cheeks. Josie gasped but arched her back even more. I was worried I was too rough with her, but everything I gave Josie took.

With each slap on her ass, she moaned, the wet spot on her underwear let me know she was enjoying this as much as I was.Once her ass was a cute shade of pink, I grabbed her thong and pulled it down, letting it fall to her heels.

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