#13 Sleeping with a sex god
“Hmmm…” I sigh contently while Joshua rubs my back. I’ve been so stressed lately, but his fingers are working magic on the knots in my back. “That feels good.”
He keeps kneading my shoulders, but leans in so he can whisper in my ear. “If you like this, then wait until you find out what else I’ve got planned for tonight.”
I shiver, closing my eyes in anticipation. I’m already naked from the waist up so he can give me a massage, but we haven’t done anything but kiss yet. It’s the third night in a row that I’m in his apartment after my shift at the restaurant. After that whole mess with Dshawns, I haven’t talked to him anymore, even though he texted me ten times or so, asking when we were going to meet up again. Instead of focusing on him, I just come here to Joshua, cook dinner with him, watch a movie with him and fuck his brains out.
“Your skin is so soft,” Joshua murmurs, moving his hands down my back until he reaches my jeans. “Can I massage the rest of you too?”
“Of course.” I get up for a moment to undress before I lie down back on the bed on my stomach, now completely naked. “You’re so good at this,” I moan when his hands start working their magic on my calves now. “You’re like a professional.”
He laughs softly. “I just watched a lot of YouTube videos.”
That’s so cute. He actually took the effort to learn how to give a full body massage. It probably was for his ex-girlfriend and not for me, but I don’t care. He’s making me want to sink into this bed and never get up again. I turn into complete mush when he touches me like this.
He massages me for a long time, giving every single part of the back of my body attention. When I glance at the clock, I notice that he’s been at it for a full hour already. Damn. He’s so sweet. Just when I open my mouth to tell him how much I appreciate him, he pushes my legs apart and slips a hand between them, making me moan when he slowly runs a finger over my slick folds.
“Turn around,” he tells me, his voice dark with lust.
I roll over immediately, and I expect him to continue what he’s doing, but instead he moves so he’s sitting just above my head. He grabs the flask of oil from his nightstand and pours some more onto his hands before moving them over my arms, my breasts, my stomach… and then he stops, moving back up, leaving me wishing he’d go lower instead.
He massages my front now, kneading my arms like he did with my legs earlier. He even puts his fingers in my hair at one point, massaging my scalp, making the last lingering part of my headache disappear completely. I’ve never felt this relaxed in my entire life.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says as his hands move to my breasts. His fingers close around my nipples, twisting them a little before letting them go, rubbing my breasts until I’m humming from the way it feels. One of his hands moves down over my stomach to my vagina, slipping in a finger and pulling it back out, using the wetness gathered there to softly massage my labia.
“Oh,” I breathe, opening my legs wider so he can reach me better. The more time we spend together, the more confident he’s becoming. Tonight is the most self-assured I’ve ever seen him. He is even smirking at me when I open my eyes to look up into his light blue eyes, very much aware of how much he’s turning me on right now.
“I’ll be right back,” he whispers before suddenly removing his hands from my body and getting up from the bed. He disappears from the room, making me whimpers at the loss of him. He’s back a few seconds later, holding a blindfold.
“Kinky,” I tease him, raising my head from the bed so he can put it on me.
“I just want to thank you,” he says, laying down next to me and kissing my neck. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this comfortable with a girl ever before. You make me feel like I know exactly what I’m doing.”
I gasp when his hand is suddenly back between my legs, rubbing my clit in slow circular motions. “You always did,” I manage to say in between moans. “Although I have to say…” I gasp for air when he pinches my nipple with his other hand. “…I don’t think your touch has ever felt quite this good before. I feel like I’m just…” I moan again, more loudly this time. “Fucking hell, Joshua,” I mumble.
He chuckles and touches his lips to mine, kissing me softly. He picks up the pace with his fingers while he keeps kissing me – sweet, almost lazy kisses, making me feel relaxed and aroused at the same time. I reach my climax with a shrill moan. I tremble while he keeps pleasuring me, his movements slow and deliberate as he pushes me over the edge a second time.
“Your turn,” I decide. Even though I just want him to keep doing this for another hour, I also feel like I owe him at least a bit of attention in return. I move to touch him and realize that he’s still dressed.
“Give me a second,” he breathes, moving away from me to take off his clothes.
I pull of the blindfold and look at him standing next to the bed completely naked. I shift to the edge of the bed and slip off, lowering myself onto the ground until I’m on my knees in front of him. He immediately grabs my hair and groans when I take him inside of my mouth, slowly easing him in inch by inch. He gives me full control of the pace, just holding my hair out of my face without using it to control me. Being with Joshua is such a far cry from that night with Hollister and that’s exactly why I keep coming back here night after night. With everything that’s been going on, I just need someone to be sweet to me.
Joshua grunts when he comes, filling my mouth completely, almost making me gag. I pull back so I can swallow, looking up at him with hooded eyes. He is breathing hard and pulls me up to my feet only to push me back onto the bed so he can snuggle up to me, nuzzling his face against my neck.
“You’re so good at that,” he says huskily, kissing me just below my ear, causing me to shiver.
“You’re more than good,” I reply, rubbing his back while he hugs me even closer to him. “You are a fucking sex god.”
He laughs softly against my skin, squeezing me tightly. “I’m not.”
“Oh, but you are.” I roll us over so I’m on top of him. “Trust me, I know what I’m talking about. I’ve been with a lot of guys, and only a few of them are in your league. You’re amazing.”
When we kiss, it’s so soft and sweet that I melt into him completely, moaning when he adjusts my position on him slightly so his cock is right at my entrance, ready to fill me. He pauses and breaks our kiss for a moment.
“Condom?” he asks.
We’ve been using one the past nights, because of my slip-up with Hollister. Joshua wasn’t even remotely hurt or angry that I slept with someone else while he was still only sleeping with me. I even told him about what Hollister did and he comforted me, finally allowing me to cry over that night, helping me move on from it.
“No need,” I answer. “My test came back today. I’m still clean.” Thank God Hollister hadn’t ended up giving me some nasty STD. That would have made the whole thing even worse.
“Are you sure I don’t need to-” Joshua groans when I tilt my hips up, pressing myself against him.
“You can if you want to,” I reply softly. “But I trust you. I get it if you don’t trust me, though. I know that I’m not exactly-”
“I trust you,” he assures me, his eyes boring into mine.
“Then fuck me,” I breathe, eager to finally have him inside of me.
We both moan loudly when he enters me. His movements are still slow, like they’ve been all night. It’s like he wants to take his time tonight, to truly savor every moment together. I usually prefer fast and hard, but this is just what I need tonight. He makes me feel so… I don’t even know how to describe it.
“Sex god,” I repeat my words from earlier as he sucks on my neck. “Oh, that feels good, Josh.”
He picks up the pace a little and I throw my legs around him, grunting in approval when he pushes into me a little harder than before. I dig my nails into his back, making him grunt. I scratch his back a little as I move my hands down to grab his ass, my nails leaving marks wherever they go.
“Oh God,” he grunts. “I’m going to-”
Before he can even so much as finish his sentence, he shudders and I feel him fill me up, juices leaking out a little as he does, making me even wetter and stickier than I already was. When he moves to pull out, I push him back into me. He’s not fully erect anymore, but I want him inside of me for a little while longer.
I move a hand between us, rubbing my own clit harshly, needing one last orgasm to shatter me before we call it a night. He pushes himself up a little and swats my hand away, taking over from me, making me moan out his name. It only takes him a minute to push me over the edge. He gives me a moment to recover and then kisses me softly and pulls out.
“That was…” I fumble around for words.
“Yeah,” he agrees, pulling me against his sweaty body.
I kiss his cheek, feeling exhausted. “Sorry for making your bed so dirty.” Between the oil, our sweat, my wetness and his sperm, the bed is a wet mess.
Joshua chuckles. “That’s okay. How about you hop in the shower? I will change the cheats real fast and join you if you want.”
“That sounds good.” I stretch out lazily before getting up from the bed and moving to his bathroom. I know his place well enough by now to know exactly where the towels are. I grab what I need and turn on the faucet, sighing contently when the warm water cascades down on me. I lean against the cold tiles, closing my eyes for a moment. His massage and the sex have me completely and utterly relaxed, ready to just go to sleep.
“You look beautiful like this,” Joshua says softly when he steps into the shower as well. A moment later, I feel his hands on me, soaping me up with the utmost care.
“Your turn,” I say when he’s done cleaning me. I give him the same treatment, making sure to cover every part of his body with his shower gel, enjoying how his slick skin feels under my hands. “You’re gorgeous,” I tell him, reaching up to kiss him. We’re always nice to each other, but no night has ever felt quite like this before. So sweet, so soft, so utterly… right.
We rinse off and dry ourselves, stopping every few seconds to kiss.
“Spend the night?” he asks when we’re back in his bedroom.
I bite my lip and look down on him when he lies down on the bed, reaching out for me. Even though we’re regular fuckbuddies now, and maybe a bit more than that, I haven’t slept over yet. I’m so sleepy now that leaving just seems silly, so I nod and let him pull me down as well. For the first time in over a year, I fall asleep in someone’s arms, completely at ease.