I reach out to take his beautiful cock in my hand, but he pulls back and takes my hand in his, kissing my knuckles as he joins me on the bed.
“I’m gonna have to take a rain check on having your sweet hands on me, sweetheart. I want you too much right now.”
He covers me and pushes his forearms under my shoulders, cradles my head in his hands. His face is just inches from mine, his body flush against my own from our chests all the way down to our feet. His erection is pressed against my belly.
“Love the way you feel,” I murmur, and brush my fingertips up and down his back.
“Cara,” he whispers, and sweeps his lips over mine softly. “I love everything about you.” He nibbles the corners of my lips before kissing me again, just as softly. “You take my breath away.”
“Josh—”
“Let me finish,” he whispers, and drags his lips down my jawline to my ear. “I love everything about you.” He tugs my earlobe between his teeth, making me squirm beneath him. “I love your sexy curves.” He kisses down my neck to my collarbone. “I love how your eyes are amber when you’re pissed, hazel when you’re happy, and bright green when you’re turned on, like you are right now.”
He lifts up onto his elbows so he can smile down at me, his dimple winks at me, and I kiss it gently.
“I can’t get enough of your sweet smile.” He nibbles my lips again and grins at me. “You take me to a place that no one else can. You own me.”
I pull my fingers down his face, not noticing the tears falling down my temples, and frown up at him. “You said that before.”
“I don’t think you understand, baby. I’m yours. Always. You are it for me.” He rests his forehead against mine. “You destroy me.”
“You are everything I’ve ever wanted,” I whisper. “You make me a better woman.”
“Baby,” he whispers, and brushes his thumbs over my cheeks. He pulls his hips back and sinks completely inside me. He rests there and gazes lovingly down at me. “No more running.”
“No more.” I cup his ass in my hands as he begins to move, slowly and reverently, sending goose bumps all along my body. The head of his cock drags along my pussy. I clench around him, moving my hips with his.
“You always feel amazing.”
“Mmm.” I grin. “I was just telling Jill last night about how amazing it is to make love with you.”
He stills and stares down at me and then throws his head back and laughs. “How much did you guys have to drink?”
“Three bottles.” I shrug, then giggle again.
“Ah, baby, when you giggle, your pussy clenches on my dick in the most crazy way.”
“I don’t think we’re supposed to laugh when we make love,” I inform him haughtily.
“No?”
“Nuh-uh.”
“Okay.” He kisses me deeply and pulls his hands down my shoulders, my sides, and up to my breasts, brushing his thumbs over my nipples.
“Oh, God.”
“You like that?” He does it again.
“Yeah,” I gasp.
He leans in and kisses me deeply, his hips pick up speed, and he continues to worry my nipples, sending a straight line of electricity from my nipples to my core, and I feel myself begin to shudder around him. His hands glide down to cup my ass, and he tilts my hips up, sinking even farther into me.
“That’s it, my love. Come for me.”
“Oh, sweet Jesus,” I mutter, and fall apart in his arms, circling my hips and pulsing against him as he pushes as far inside me as he can go and cries out as he comes with me.
“I love you, Carolina,” he gasps.
“I love you too, Joshua.”
* * *
“Thank you.” I smile at Jill and give her a big hug as Josh pulls our bags out of her car.
“For what?” She hugs me tight.
“For always being here.” I grin at her and feel tears well up in my eyes.
“Stop! No crying. I’ll see you in, like, two weeks.” She strolls over to Josh, who pulls her in for a hug and whispers something in her ear, making her grin.
“Hurt her again and I’ll be your worst nightmare.”
“Right,” he smirks. “You’re a tiny little thing.”
She raises her eyebrows and mutters, “Toes for teeth.”
“Point taken.” He laughs and nods. “Don’t worry, Jilly.”
“I always worry.” She shrugs and waves as she saunters back to the driver’s side of her car, ready to pull away from the departures lane at LAX.
“See you soon!” I wave and follow Josh into the airport.
“You know I hate to fly, right?”
“You do?” I ask, surprised, and join him in line.
“Yeah, I do.” He drapes his arm over my shoulders, pulling me against his chest.
“I miss Jill already.”
“So she’s moving home?” He kisses my hair.
“In a couple weeks, yeah.”
“It’ll be here before you know it.” He kisses my head again. “Your hair always smells so good.”
I smile softly, enjoying the feel of his hard chest against my cheek. “I’m glad you like it.”
We move quickly through the line, check our bags, and make our way through security. We finally make it to our gate and sit as we wait for boarding to begin.
“Are you ready to go home?” I ask.