Page 35 of Spotlight on Poppy

"I wanna make you come right here, princess. Will you let me give you pleasure until you scream, and you remember exactly who made you scream?"

"Oh my god, yes!" she cried. She started to undo her pants. Josh's hand stilled hers, "No, I'll do all the work. Your only job is to enjoy yourself."

His hand undid the button of her jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper as his teeth lightly scraped over her nipple. He slid his hand under her underwear until he was holding her sex in his hand. It was warm and already slick. He carefully slid his finger between the folds, and she gasped. He sank his finger in and she dug her nails further into his shoulder. At the slight sting he pumped in another finger. Poppy spread her legs further and moved to slide her pants off her hips to give him more room to work. His fingers slipped up to that delicious bundle of nerves and made a slow intentional circle. Her breath caught in her throat, and he increased the pressure. The feel of her slippery clit between his fingers had him itching to explore her with his mouth, but he would wait until he had all the space and time to pleasure her how she deserved to be pleasured.

She started to grind against his hand, he could tell her release was building inside of her. He pulled his hand back and watched with amusement as she scowled at him. That pouty mouth egged him on, he kissed it and started working slow circles around her clit again. He watched the pleasure dance across her face. She closed her eyes and bit her lip. He pulled his hand back one more time. Her eyes shot open looking at him, begging him for the release building inside of her.

"Are you ready to come now, Princess?" She looked at him, her mouth opened and panting, and she nodded her head. He claimed her mouth and pushed two fingers inside of her. Then his thumb found her clit and began to circle it as his fingers pumped in and out. Her hips started grinding against his hand. He increased his pressure until she was panting into his mouth, and he devoured the pleasure. He could tell she was getting close, and he needed to see her face.

He needed to see what she looked like falling apart on his hand.

She moaned and her breath caught. Her eyes flew open and locked onto his. He didn't speed up or change the pressure. He was there, steady, giving her exactly what she needed. Then her head fell back, and she cried out. He could feel her body pulse around his hand, and he helped ride the waves wringing out every ounce of pleasure he could. He had never seen her look more beautiful than she did right now. Her breathing slowed and he slid his hand out and licked his fingers clean while she watched. He adjusted her pants and sat back to look at her.

She reached for his pants, and he stopped her hand and then brought it up and pressed a gentle kiss into her palm.

"Not this time, princess."

"But--" she started to protest.

"No," he gave her a sweet kiss. "This time was all about you. You don't know how much pleasure I got from watching you, that is enough for me right now."

He watched her expression change, and he would swear he saw her eyes glass over for a short moment. He brushed the hair sticking to her damp temples away and kissed her again.

"And if I have my way, Poppy. I will do that again and again. You are so pretty when you come, princess."

She sat up and he handed her some water.

"Wow... That was amazing," she said, still panting a little.

The glow in his heart expanded. Her eyes locked on him, and she gave a small smile. He cradled her face and his thumb grazed slightly over her cheek. That pull he felt towards her was still strong, but now it was coupled with this desire to claim her, to please her, to give her everything she has ever wanted and fulfill all her fantasies.

That thought scared him. Was he capable of giving a woman like Poppy everything she deserved? He wasn't sure what he had to offer. His life was kind of a mess. It always had been kind of a mess. He wore his happy-go-lucky mask well, but she deserved more than someone's mask. Josh knew how to make people comfortable. He knew how to make people happy, but he was always afraid if they saw the true him, they would realize that he didn't really have anything to offer. And while he did know that wasn't true, here looking at her, he didn't know how he would ever be enough for her.

Her hand closed over his and she nuzzled into his hand. The simple gesture made him smile. Even though he was afraid of letting her in, of someone knowing all of him and not just the happy-go-lucky mask that he showed the world, he had to try. She deserved a whole person, and he did trust her, even though he was terrified.

"What's wrong?" she asked as she sat up and brushed her fingers over the furrow on his brow.

“Nothing," he said. He held her hand and kissed it again. "Absolutely nothing is wrong. What do you say we get into those turnovers you brought?"

After they ate dessert, Josh packed up the picnic and they headed back to the car. He dropped Poppy off and walked her up to the door. It was almost like they were in high school again, only in high school he never made girls come in the forest, so this was much better than that. They kissed goodbye and he headed back to his car. He didn’t know what was next for them. He knew what he wanted, but he didn’t want to rush her. It felt like he was on the edge of something really big, he didn’t know if he was more terrified or excited, but he was going to try. He was going to be brave because it is not every day you get this close to your dreams.

CHAPTER18

Poppy

The Glenn farm was as picturesque as a New England painting. As Poppy pulled up to visit with her best friend, she stopped to take it all in. It was mid-October and the leaves were turning colors in the trees that lined the farm. Down the hill was their charming barn, horses out to graze in the field, and there was Graham, out in his kilt chopping wood. He smiled up at her and waved. She waved back, glad they were home. There had never been a moment she needed to talk to her best friend more.

She climbed the steps to the kitchen and walked in. "Hannah, where are you?" Poppy needed to find her and talk fast since she was on her lunch break.

"I'm in my office, just one sec." Hannah came around the corner and Poppy attacked her with a big bear hug.

"Woah... I miss you too, Poppy," she said with a chuckle.

"How was your honeymoon?" Poppy asked. She was trying to be polite, but she needed to talk to Hannah about this love spell situation and Josh and Damien. She was just about to pop.

"It was great! I loved Scotland, I think it might have been a mixed bag for Graham, he was happy to see Scotland again, but it was also kind of hard because he didn't recog --"

"I got a love spell," Poppy blurted out.

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