Chapter 8: A lil bit closer

Annie.

“Here, let me help you.”

I meet his gaze, and shivers pass through me as he moves behind me. Just having him this close while I’m wearing practically nothing is making me wet. My pussy throbs at the closeness of his chest against my buttocks.

Josh reaches up to pick up the coffee bag. I've been trying to reach it all day then drop it on the kitchen counter but he doesn't move. Instead his hand trails down my top and stays on my hip. Then I noticed that his breathing started to change. When I look into his eyes, they’re wide and confused. He’s looking at me differently than he ever has before. He’s so close, I can smell him all around me, his masculinity, all salty and earthy and making me want to find out if he tastes as good as he smells. I find myself leaning back, and I feel him move closer to me, his lower half slowly pressing against my backside. I rub against him and feel his hard-on, I glance down at it without thinking. I hadn’t meant to be so obvious about it, but I can’t help it.

My pulse quickens, and I swear I feel his hardness twitch. But when his hands move over my breasts, and he’s a little too careless as they brush against my nipples, things get real. He definitely notices, but doesn’t try to hide it. My face is glowing red, I know it. I can feel it. His hand moves down to my lower back and he presses our hips together so his hard dick is pushing against me. I gasp. I grind against him and he lets out a sound like a groan before clearing his throat to hide it. When I look up at him, his desire is obvious, and I don’t do anything to try to hide my own. I want him and I want to make sure he knows it.

"Josh… what…" I whimpered, leaning back to him my voice breaking halfway while I'm unable to complete my sentence. The sexual tension between us is overwhelming and there's no denying what we both want. I know by now that he wants me as much as I do.

"Wh…what…what are you doing to me?" I asked. I felt him as he leaned down, his hot breath fanning my ear and I whimper as his hand trail up my chest, reaching underneath my tank top to cup my breast. His hand brushing over the tip of my nipples and I felt it hardened under his touch.

I heard a low grutal noise from him as he continued the brutal yet so satisfying massaging of my breast. He pinched my already hardened nipple and i moaned. It feels so so good. His hands were so good on my skin. Josh takes his time exploring my whole body. He has no reason to worry. I twitch against his exploring fingers as they rub perfectly soothing circles over the most sensitive part of me. My breathing puffs, but I don’t pull away. Not when it feels this good.

My pussy confirms this too. I've never been so wet like this in my life. Without even touching me, I'm already wet. I could smell my arousal from where I was standing and something in me hope he does too. I want him to smell how wet I am for him. How wet he makes me feel. How needy I am and begging for me. I could let him do things to my body. Will I complain? No. Because it feels so so good.

I let my head fall against his chest as one of his hands slips over to the second breast, get vingbit attention too. His erection is steel as it presses against my lower back, and I feel as if I’m melting into a puddle. I wiggled against his hardened erection as I feel his hand trail lower and down to my pant bank. Without warning, he slips his hand in it.

My whole body vibrates as Josh slips his hand between my legs, pushing down on my panties, driving his hand against the sensitive nub of my clit.

Suddenly thinking becomes impossible as he rubs from side to side.

“Oh god,” I moan as he lightly teases my swollen bundle of nerves.

No one has ever touched me, but I never imagined it would feel this good. It's feels damn better than playing with myself while trying to masturbate. It feels better than Pete's tiny hands. It feels surreal, so real like I'm on another realm difrebt from this one. More reason why I want bigger men. His fingers feels so good and works wonder domn there.

I can’t believe this is happening as he presses even harder against my core, coaxing wetness out of me, his finger pushing firmer against my clit.

"Josh…" i called his name again, I don't know if I'm trying to tell him to stop or to keep going. I think I might cry if he stop so I want him to keep going. Sliding his finger in and out of me as I coax his fingers with my wetness.

“You’re so wet, Annie.” He bends down to whisoer in my ear, my earlobe even tingles as his wounds passes through them. All of me crave him.

"Were you thinking about this when you call me to help you" Josh asked and i couldn't respond as my voice is tied into knots. I think about him every fucking time.

"Were you such a bad little girl?" He asked while his finger still rub my clit through my panties and it drives me crazy. "Answer me, Annie? We're you always imagining me holding you up close like this and stroking your folds?"

"Have you been thinking of it all night? Is that why you're wet? Thinking about Daddy finger stroking your virgin pussy?"

"Answer me, Annie or I'll leave you without giving you the orgasm you want. Is that what you want?"

I shook my head. I didn't want him to stop. He should keep going like that. Growing impatient, I leaned back further and pressed my butt to his erection, rubbing him against my aching core. My eyes are closed as I rock back and forth, from the sound Josh is making he seems to be enjoying it too. So I kept going.

"Not so fast Annie" Josh says holding me and putting our little session to a halt. My whole body whimper with the black of touch.

He return to his invasion of my pussy, this time putting in a finger into my core. I cry out in pleasure.

"Answer me, Annie, have you been thinking about this?"

I nodded.

"You use your words baby girl. Words"

"Yes! Yes" I pant.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes Daddy, I've been thinking about this. Every fucking time. Every night in my bed"

"And what do you think about?"

"I think about you coming into my bed at night then putting your hands in my panties like you're doing now.."

"And?" He pressed further.

"Rubbing me till I come, then spreading me before putting your head between my thigh and then eating me while I scream out your name"

"Is that all what you've been thinking, Annie?"

"Yes, Daddy. All of that" I'm panting heavily, I couldn't take it any longer.

"You're such a bad girl, Annie, do you know that?"

"Yes, Daddy, I know I'm a bad girl. I'm bad, just for you daddy. Only for you"

"Do you know what bad girls get?"

I shook my head.

"No"

"Bad girl gets punished. Since you're a bad girl, you're also going to get punished