Time Alone
This was the best part about being a couple, Josh decided. The downtime when nothing else was planned and you were free to go with the flow. He had complained of a stiff neck. Immediately, Brianne had him take off his shirt and sit on the floor at the foot of the bed, between her knees. From that angle, she could knead and massage the sore muscles.
“Baby, you got great hands,” he moaned appreciatively.
“Feeling better?”
“Mmm…much.”
“I’m glad.” From his neck, she worked the kinks out of his shoulders.
“I’ve died and gone to heaven. You’re hired.”
“As what?” she laughed.
“My personal masseuse.”
“Bet it pays better than a teacher’s salary.”
“I’ll make sure it does – and any bennies you want, angel.”
Brianne’s fingers moved to his scalp.
Josh fairly purred with pleasure. “Mmm…I’ll double whatever you’re making now. Damn, that feels fantastic!”
“My dad and brother would come at night aching. I was the Ben-Gay queen.”
“Lucky fellas.” Josh leaned back so he could see her face, albeit upside down. “Stay with me, Bree.”
“Josh—“
“Don’t go home. Stay with me.”
“I can’t do that, baby. I have a life back home.”
“You can have a life here with me.”
“As what? Your masseuse?”
“You know better.”
“Do I?”
He took her hands and placed them over his heart. “You know I’ve fallen in love with you, Brianne Collins.”
“I’m sorry, Josh. We’ve known each other for four days. I require more.”
He figured she did. “It was worth a try,” he sighed unhappily.
“And it does wonders for a girl’s ego.”
Brianne leaned forward, kissing his upper lip then his lower lip. The hands on his chest began caressing.
“Baby, do you know what you’re asking for?”
“Mmm-hmm. And being a resourceful girl, I plan to get it.” She rubbed noses with him. “Eskimo kiss.”
“I want more than that.”
“Oh? What would that be?”
“To start, how about you get your sweet little butt down here?”
“Like this?” She swung around to straddle his thighs.
“Better than I’d hoped.”
Their clothing wasn’t much of a barrier to any play they could entertain. They were dressed for lounging. He wore his loose cotton pants with a drawstring at the waist. Brianne wore a tank top and panties.
Brianne rested her hands on his shoulders. “You know something?”
He smiled. “Suppose you tell me.”
“You are a very good first lover. I mean you never make me feel embarrassed or awkward. You’re patient and gentle when that’s what I need. Wild when that’s what I want.” She gave a little shrug. “You’re perfect.”
“Perfect, huh?” His last girlfriend hadn’t thought so.
“You let me experiment and tease a little.”
Actually, Brianne could tease a lot, but it was part of her way. There was never anything malicious in her. She was testing her feminine power on the man she trusted not to hurt her.
“Know what else, Josh?”
“What?”
“This position has real potential?”
“For what? Rug burn?”
She knew he was teasing. “Gonna let me?”
“Get rug burn? Be my guest.”
Brianne leaned forward, brushing her mouth against the base of his throat. “Get serious,” she commanded in a low, sultry voice.
“Yes, ma’am. I’m feeling very serious now.” And he was. He was already getting hard.
“You’ll help me, won’t you, Josh?”
“Sure, baby. What do you need?”
“I want to make love to you,” she whispered against his throat. “I want to ride you and control your pleasure.”
“Bree, you always control my pleasure,” he told her truthfully. “I hold back until you feel it, ‘cuz I wouldn’t want to go alone.”
“Are you unique? Or was Nick the biggest bastard in the world?”
“I don’t know how unique I am, but I am pretty sure he was the biggest bastard in the world,” Josh answered breathlessly as her mouth moved to his chest. “Oh, baby, you are so good at this.”
Wiggling her body lower, she kissed his ribs, his flat stomach. With her teeth, she pulled the string of his pants. Through the fabric, she gently bit at the bulge waiting for release.
“Oh, God, Bree!” he groaned.
“Lift.”
Obeying, he felt his pants slip away and disappear. Soon the sensation of her lips on his thighs had him biting back another groan, then she was gone. “Baby?”
“Can’t make love with my underwear on,” she announced smartly as she came back astride him.
“Actually you can, just push ‘em to one side.”
Brianne laughed. “I’ll tuck that tidbit away for future reference.”
“Lose the shirt.”
“Why?”
“Besides the fact I like looking at you naked?” He tugged the garment off over her head, then laid it on the carpet so it was a barrier between her knee and the carpet. Grabbing his shirt off the bed, he repeated the process for the other side. “To help prevent rug burn.” He bent his head to tease and suckle her breasts as one hand moved between her legs. She was wet and ready for him. But this was her show, her control.
“Oh, Josh, I love it when you touch me,” she whispered. “I never want you to stop touching me.”
“And I never want to stop touching and tasting you, Bree.”
“Help me. I don’t know what to do or what…”
“Lift up on your knees.” When she did, he took her hand and placed it on his eager shaft. “Now lower yourself on me, guide me where you want me…Oh, God!” he moaned as she slowly sank on him, her tight walls clenching him in her heat. With his hands on her hips, he showed her how to lift and come back down until she found her rhythm. “That’s it, angel,” he encouraged hoarsely. “You’re a natural.”
“Harder?”
“Oh, yeah.”
Brianne switched to a rocking movement, rolling her hips inward.
He gasped. “That’s a killer move, baby.” Then he felt her deliberately tighten around him. “Damn! What books have you been reading?”
“You don’t like?”
“I like very much.”
Brianne switched to a rotating motion, grinding her hips into his. Josh noticed this maneuver was the one that made her breathless. He helped her increase the pace.
“Oh, Josh!”
“It’s all right, angel. Come for me.”
“But you—“
“I’m just waiting for you.” And it was no lie. Feeling her body tense always sent him over.
“Now,” she begged. “Do it now, baby! I want to feel you—“
Josh needed no further prompting. He drove his hips up one last time before he claimed his release.
“Ah!” The feel of Josh’s essence discharging forcefully within her sent her to the edge and over. “Oh, Josh!”
She bucked against him a few more times, then collapsed into his arms. He held her, soothing her quaking with his touch. After a moment, her arms went around him. They held each other while they waited for the return of breath.
“You are such a potent, little package,” he murmured into her hair. “All vixen and innocent.”
“I don’t think I’m that innocent since I met you,” she stated softly.
“Maybe not.” He maneuvered to rise with Brianne still wrapped around him. He placed her on the bed, coming down beside her. He smoothed her hair and placed sweet, tender kisses all over her face. “I can’t believe you expect me to do without you. You’re a part of me now, Bree.”
Brianne gave him a sleepy smile. “Come here, baby, and go to sleep. It’ll all work for the best, you’ll see.”
“Bree—“
“Go to sleep, Josh. I’ll wake you in a few hours and ravage you. Will that make you feel better?”
There was no fighting to be done that night, so Josh tucked her against him and closed his eyes.
His life had become one big ticking clock. He was afraid it would come to an end when Brianne’s plane took off in two days time.