Josh opened the door for Donna as she stepped into his apartment.
"Well, you certainly knew how to bring the woo tonight," Donna remarked, moving to sit on his sofa.
Josh took his dinner jacket off, laying it down on the nearby armchair.
"I do what I can," he answered, smirking at her.
Donna watched as Josh removed his cufflinks and loosened his necktie before joining her on the sofa. She smiled, licking her lips unconsciously.
"What else can you do?" She asked in an innocent tone, maintaining a coy persona for the occasion.
Josh leaned forward to get a little closer to her.
"Want to find out?" He whispered, merely inches from her face.
"Yes," she whispered in return.
Wasting no more time, Josh closed the gap, kissing Donna passionately. His tongue gently but firmly pushing past her lips. He pulled back slightly, nibbling on her bottom lip, enjoying feeling her moan as she leant forward. Her breasts pushing against his chest and delighting them both.
Gently pushing her back into the sofa, Josh continued his flurry of kisses. A mixture of short teasing kisses followed by long lingering passionate kisses kept Donna constantly unsure of what to expect next.
Now leaning across her, Josh paused from kissing Donna to smile at her softly.
"You're beautiful. You know that, right?" He whispered, stroking her cheek with one hand.
She smiled lovingly at him, still mildly in awe that they'd finally got to this stage after so long.
Without saying anything else, Josh returned to kissing her. Grinding his lower body into hers so she could feel what just kissing her was doing to him. Donna moaned softly into his mouth. Her hands moving to clutch onto his back and squeeze his ass.
Josh moved one hand to slip past her dress, squeezing and stroking one breast in time with his kisses.
Pulling away, he looked her in the eye, smirking at how she looked. Her eyes already looked a little glazed and wide eyed as she looked up at him. Her hair mussed up and her lipstick more than a little smudged.
Maintaining eye contact, he moved his other hand down, slipping it underneath her dress, and stroking its way up her leg. Reaching her inner thigh, he slowly drew circles on it, using his other hand to tweak her nipple in time with the actions.
He smiled cockily, as Donna whimpered, wriggling underneath him to feel more of his touch.
"Josh…"
"Yes, Donna?" he said in an overly confidently tone.
He hadn't noticed where her hand was roaming until he felt it cup his groin and squeeze gently. Gasping, he tried to pay attention to the rest of what she said.
"Stop teasing me," she whispered before releasing him.
Swallowing deeply, he regained the power of speech.
"Ok," he replied, before moving his hand past her inner thigh and up to her thong.
Stroking the outline of the thong for a moment, he finally moved the garment aside and gently stroked her clit.
Donna's response was instantaneous, gasping his name, and thrusting her hips up to meet his touch more so.
Josh grinned, as he slowly slid two fingers inside her, leaving his thumb to rub against her clit. He looked on as Donna, open mouthed, looked enraptured by his touch.
Not letting up with the steady thrusts and strokes, he dipped his head down and took one breast into his mouth. He nibbled and sucked on her nipple, his tongue flicking across it with increasing urgency.
Donna was nearly overwhelmed by the sensations. Unable to decide whether to thrust herself towards his mouth or his fingers. She placed one hand on his head, stroking her fingers through his hair and tickling his ear, gasping at the feelings he was producing in her.
Feeling her becoming more and more riled up, Josh stroked her all the faster. His fingers pushing into her more and more quickly. A third just teasing her entrance, while his thumb added pressure to her clit.
She gasped his name increasingly loudly as he continued.
Brushing his teeth against her nipple, Josh bit down softly but surely, finally pushing her over the edge. He felt her clamp down around his fingers, as she uttered his name in an almost breathless tone.
Grinning into her breast one last time, he kissed her chest softly before looking up. His chin resting between her breasts.
"I can do that," he declared softly. A huge smile on his face. His dimples even more prominent than usual.
"You can," Donna stated, still a little breathless as she came down from her high.
Lifting himself up from her, Josh rolled so he could lay to the side of her on the sofa. His arm draped across her stomach.
Turning her head to look at him - the pair almost nose to nose - Donna regained the ability to form sentences.
"How about we see what I can do for you next?" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at him.
"That sounds like an offer I can't refuse," Josh replied, grinning enthusiastically at her.