He bites my neck again. "I'm too hard. It's not going to go down and you don't want the nurse to see me like this, do you baby?"
I smile and narrow my eyes. He's really not playing fair. "Tash, I need to be inside you-it's been too long. I can't wait. Look, I'll sit and you can do all the work." His skin is covered in water beads, his large erection hangs heavily between his legs, his eyes are dark and his big beautiful lips are open with want. I've never seen anything quite so erotic in my life. He gestures to the bench seat in the shower. My eyes flick to the seat and back to his mouth. This is unbearable, I can't stop. I grab him and kiss him hard as I push him into the seat and he groans out loud. Then he is lifting me over him and rubbing the side of his shaft through my flesh. Our breathing is heavy and the steam in the room is starting to run down the walls. He slowly brings his hand up to his lips and puts some saliva onto his fingertips which he then rubs into my weeping sex as a lubricant, like I need any. He holds his thick length up and, with the other hand, pulls my hip down. We both groan as he enters me … we stay still, panting. My eyes close, my heart races and I'm scared if he moves a muscle I am going to explode into orgasm. He rests his forehead against mine and looks into my eyes.
"I love you," he whispers as he brings both of his hands up to my cheeks.
My eyes cloud over with tears. "I love you, Josh."
He smiles and then kisses me, probably the most beautiful kiss he has ever given me. The depth of emotion behind it gives me goosebumps and I slowly lift myself to move.
"Presh, I'm not going to last. You just feel too good, baby."
I smile. "Its ok, me too." He lifts me once and my legs fall wider open.
"Fuck it." He snaps as he lifts me again. He slams me back down and circles my hips on the upstroke and groans as he comes hard, his body doubling over in orgasm. I feel his thick length throb deeply inside as his body empties into me and I know I can't make him keep going. He's not well enough. Damn … I needed that orgasm. I shake my head and lift myself to pull him out of me as we both scramble for air.
His forehead rests on mine as he pants. "Sorry, Precious. I couldn't last."
There's a first, I am so in love with this man. I smile broadly as I kiss him again. "Shh, it doesn't matter." I whisper. "We have the rest of our lives, Joshua." His eyes search mine, and he smiles gently.
Knock, knock, knock … "Joshua are you ok?" Joshua and I glance at each other in shock.
"My mother's here."
Holy crap-Margaret-why did she have to come now of all times? We are both wet, overheated and out of breath-it is blatantly obvious what we have been doing. I wanted Joshua to myself for a few tender moments. She bloody ruins everything.
He breaks into a full-blown smile as his eyes drop to my lips. His two hands clasp my face to pull my head back to give him greater access to my neck. "Shall I invite her in to watch round two?" he whispers as he slowly pumps his hips into mine, his open mouth skimming the length of my neck down to my shoulder blade. I widen my eyes and slap him on the chest.
"Stop it, you idiot. She's going to go ape." He bends and kisses me slowly as if we have all the time in the world.
"Let her, I'm done with what people think. I only care what you think." He smirks.
I smile shyly at him and pull back to look at his face. "Well I love you, Mr Stanton, that's what I think."
His face mirrors mine. "That's all I need to be happy. My mother can go to hell on her broomstick for all I care." I bite my bottom lip to stifle my smile at the thought of her on a broomstick. That analogy is so very fitting.
"Joshua, stop it," I scowl. "This isn't a joke."
Knock, knock, knock … "Joshua," she calls.
"In a minute Mum, I'm showering with Natasha." My mouth drops open in shock and I hold my hands over my eyes.
"Sshh, shut up," I whisper as I shake my hands in a nervous gesture. "Stop it. She's going to go crazy."
He smiles a full beaming smile and raises his eyebrows at me. "I told you I don't care anymore, she can like it or lump it." I jump out of the shower and start drying myself double time.
"She's going to lump it …you know that." He turns off the shower and starts to dry himself. He stands still while I hurriedly dress. I quickly brush my hair and exit the bathroom. This is just so uncomfortable-what must I look like? He's in hospital for Pete's sake. I walk out into the room to find Cameron sitting on the bed smirking at me. "Really … hospital sex?" He raises an eyebrow in question. I screw my face up in embarrassment and turn to see Joshua saunter out of the bathroom in a towel, proud as punch. My stomach drops. God, this looks bad.
Cameron shakes his head at Joshua. "You look," he smirks as he raises an eyebrow, "better."
Joshua smiles at him as his eyes flick to me, "Yes I'm feeling much better, thank you." Please, earth, swallow me up, I'm like a hospital sex stalker taking advantage of the sick. "Where's Mother?" Joshua asks.
Cameron smiles. "Your little 'I'm showering with Natasha comment' scared her off."
I put my head into my hands. "Oh god, Josh, you're making it worse. She hates me enough." I pull a worried face at Cam.
Joshua saunters over and embraces me from behind. "Presh, let me take care of my mother." He kisses my cheek over my shoulder. "I told you I'm done with her making me feel guilty for loving you. Hasn't this last two months shown you to not worry about anyone but me?"
Cameron interjects. "And me … and Adrian," he winks.
I smile warmly at him. In all honesty they're the only three people worth worrying about on his side anyway.
"I will handle my mother and if she can't handle us being together then," he shrugs his shoulders, "I don't know what role she will have in my life."
I shake my head and pull away from him. "Joshua, you are not fighting with your mother over me. I will not let you cut her out of your life. She deserves more respect. You wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for her. I will try to make this right and stop … all this nonsense. But I need you to stop antagonising her. You're just making it harder for me." He smiles and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek before he walks over to his drawer of belongings, he pulls out some clothes and starts to dress. "Can we talk about this later please?" I ask as my eyes flick to Cameron and I notice he is in a white coat.
"Oh my god Cam, you're in your doctor's get up. Is this the hospital you work at?" He nods and smiles as he looks down at his coat.
"Yeah, I start at ten," he replies.
I hunch my shoulders up like a little kid. "Ohh, this is so exciting." I bound over to give him a cuddle and he laughs out loud.
"Shit, I'm getting a photo." I run to my bag and get my phone and turn to see a proud as punch Cameron. Probably nobody took a photo of him on his first day. I start to click away.
"I'll send this one to the girls, so try to look hot," I smile.
"That won't be hard, I am hot," he replies.
Joshua rolls his eyes. "Yeah, smoking." I smirk at Joshua who is now sitting on the bed watching the photo shoot.
"Tash, I have an idea. Why don't you go and find a nurse's outfit and then let me take some photos of you looking hot," Joshua whispers.
I fake-scowl at him and shake my head.
"Cam, where's Murph?" Joshua's eyes flick to Cameron.
Cameron frowns, " I don't think he is coming until later. The press have got a hold of your overdose and the office is swamped with reporters."