“Josh,” she whispers as her body lifts off the bed to meet my face.
I smile into her, this is what I love. When she needs to be filled so badly that she starts to beg me for it.
“Josh, please baby.” She runs her hands over my head as her legs drop all the way to the mattress. My eyes close in pleasure as I inhale deeply.
I keep pumping her hard so that the bed starts to move and she starts to really writhe.
“Josh. Now!” she demands.
“I need to watch, presh,” I whisper as I sit up. I remove my boxers and sit towards the side of the bed. “Face the mirror my beautiful girl.” She frowns and then sits in front of me, her back to my front. I arrange her body to lie back over mine and spread her legs wide to hook over my legs.
“Watch,” I whisper. Her breath catches as she looks into the mirror and sees her beautiful pink vagina spread out in front of our eyes. My cock lies hard beneath her opening. I can see it weeping from here. I bring my hand over her shoulder and down to her beautiful wet opening and slowly start to run my fingers through her dripping flesh. Her eyes stay riveted on the mirror. My eyes are locked on the beautiful woman lying open for me in the mirror, her breasts rise and fall as she gasps for breath, the shadowing on her stomach, the pink colouring of her opening. The second opening … I want to be in there. I need to fuck that beautiful ass so badly. She’s not ready for me there yet, I have to remind myself that every time I take her. I can’t wait for the day when she is. I bring my finger up from her and put it into her mouth, she sucks it as her eyes close.
“Touch yourself,” I whisper.
Her scared eyes meet mine in the mirror and I smile as I kiss her. “It’s ok, presh, it’s just you and me here. You can be yourself with me. You know I love to watch you baby and we need to start doing things my way,” I whisper as I bite her neck. “You want to please me, don’t you?”
I kiss her deeply over her shoulder and she shakes her head nervously.
“I want you to put your fingers into that beautiful tight cunt of yours,” I whisper into her neck as I watch her in the mirror. Her breath catches and she brings her hand around and starts to run them through her lips. I can smell her arousal and I crack my neck hard.
“In,” I whisper, “put them in.” My cock starts to thump with need. I watch as her index finger disappears into her body and my breath catches as her eyes close. “Two,” I whisper. Her eyes hold mine as she adds another finger and I nearly come on the spot. My cock starts to throb with such velocity that I can hardly sit still. “In and out,” I breathe as I run my hands over her body and start to squeeze her nipples. She starts to pulse her fingers in and out as her eyes close. The visual runs through my head of me taking her anally in this position as she does this, and it makes me clench to stop myself from orgasming. I have never been with a hotter woman, she is on fire. She reaches down and picks up my penis and feeds it into her. Both of our eyes are locked onto the mirror as my cock slowly disappears into her body, she moans softly and I bite my lip hard to stop myself from coming. I can’t control it anymore. I pick up her legs and hold them back as I start to lift off the bed to give her what we so desperately both need. Her head drops back to my shoulder as I pound into her as hard as I can. She starts to hold herself off the bed on straightened arms so I can grab her hips and really piston into her. The sight of her open as my penis pounds into her body and the feeling of her deep internal muscles contracting around my cock tips me over the edge and I cry out.
“Keep fucking going,” she moans, chasing her own orgasm and I give her everything I have until she screams out and falls back onto my chest and we both fall to the mattress.
Her tongue swipes through my open lips. I will never tire of the perfect intimacy between us.
“I love you,” I breathe.
She giggles into my neck. “You are the Lamborghini of all Lamborghinis and I love you.”
I smile as I gently pull out, we both lie silent and try to catch our breath as we look at each other and I smile broadly.
“What?” she whispers shyly.
“You like to watch too.” I smile.
She bites her lip as she giggles. “You are a bad influence on me, Mr Stanton.”
I lean in and kiss her passionately. I love this woman. We lie in each other’s arms for another ten minutes.
“I’m having a shower,” Tash whispers as she kisses me again quickly on the lips. “I smell like semen.”
I smile and rub my hand over her ass. “I like you smelling like my semen.”
“Shower,” she repeats.
“Hmm,” I sigh as I put the back of my forearm over my eyes. “Meet you in there presh.” She stands and I roll and grab her ass. “Seconds?” I raise a brow in question.
“Hmm, later.” She smiles as she jumps up and leaves the room, I hear the shower turn on and I lie in the silence for a moment as my heart rate slows. God, she’s incredible. I have never had sex like I have with her. We are so compatible. I start to doze in a hazy state of contentment.
“Joshua, get in here,” she yells and I smile with my eyes closed. Demanding thing. I swing my legs to get out of bed and accidentally knock her diary off the bedside table and onto the floor. I yawn as I bend and pick it up. This is the new one that I haven’t read. I open a random page and smile as I start to read.
“Joshua!” she calls.
Joshua told me last night that he only wants to have sex and has no intention of picking up where we left off. I’m gutted, in tears as I write this, I thought everything was going to turn out between us. It’s becoming more apparent every day that he doesn’t feel the same as I do. Maybe he never has?
Guilt hits me in the stomach. The night in the restaurant-I remember it well. Why am I such a selfish prick? I shake my head in disgust at myself.
“Josh I’m washing myself,” she calls and I smile again as I continue reading.
I think the girls might be right when they say I will one day regret not sleeping with anyone else. I wish I could release myself from Joshua’s grip … for just one night. I want to feel another man’s hands on me … inside of me.
Pain lances through my chest. What?
I already know I will never be able to betray him like that. I belong to him and I guess it is something that I will die wondering about. How does it feel to have sex with someone you don’t love? To have no emotional connection. No pain when they leave. I want it so badly but I love Joshua more. I will stay loyal to him forever, even if he doesn’t want me. The sick thing is even if we get back together deep down I know I will always wish I had done it when I had the chance. Damned if I do, damned if I don’t.
I snap the diary shut in a rush and put my hand over my mouth as nausea fills my stomach. She craves another man’s touch. I drop my head into my hands as I sit on the side of the bed, and a lump forms in my throat. I had no idea she felt like this … I just assumed. After every sacrifice she has made for me over the years she still craves another man’s touch and no matter how hard I try that is something I cannot give her.
I look out the window as we turn into the hospital. It’s Monday morning and Joshua is dropping me at work. We have a security car in front and one behind us. I bite my bottom lip as I study him.
“Is something wrong?” I ask as I reach over and run my hand up the back of his neck.
He frowns and his eyes flick to me. “No, why do you say that?”
I shrug. “You’re just quiet.”
He smiles softly as he reaches over, picks up my hand and kisses the back of it. “I will be happy when this psycho doesn’t get off today.”
I nod uncomfortably. “Me too, do you think he will?” Coby Allender’s bail hearing is going to court today. Max is going to watch in the public gallery.
He shakes his head in frustration and shrugs his shoulders. “Hope so.”
I continue to watch him, that’s not it. “Are you sure that’s all it is? You have been quiet all weekend and you have hardly eaten a thing since Friday.”
He frowns at me as he chews his thumbnail. “Natasha, a serial killer who has possibly stolen your vibrator and a sexual blackmail case against me is a reason to worry, don’t you think?” he snaps.
I nod sympathetically. “Yes, you’re right. Sorry.” We pull into the drop-off area and my guard gets out of the car behind us.
“Don’t leave the hospital, okay?” He runs his hand up my thigh.