Chapter Four-And a Very Good Night
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Janet Evanovich. I'm just borrowing them-she won't let me keep Joe!
Chapter Four-And a Very Good Night!
Joe carried me up the stairs and into his room, kicking the door shut before Bob could follow us in. He lowered my legs until I stood by the bed, but kept one arm around my waist while he turned the light on with the other. "I want to see you while I undress you, Stephanie. I want to see the look in your eyes while I make love to you."
My knees started shaking when I saw the look of desire in Joe's sexy brown eyes and I faintly nodded. Joe pulled me in for another kiss, cradling the back of my head in his strong hands. His lips moved lower, licking my neck, placing playful nips at the tender spot where my neck and shoulder met. He knows where all my buttons are and that particular button never fails to make me squirm. Warmth rushed south through my body. His head dipped lower, and he nuzzled my nipples through my tee shirt, taking more little nips.
Then his hands were on my waist, warm against my bare skin as he slowly pulled my tee shirt over my head and tossed it on the bureau. He lightly traced his fingers over my silky new bra.
"Pretty. Is it new?"
I nodded, not trusting my voice.
"What's inside is even prettier though". His lips continued tracing a path down my stomach, pausing to lick my belly button. I was well acquainted with that talented tongue and the delights it could give and as memories swirled in my head, the heat inside my body was intensifying into an inferno.
Joe slowly unzipped my shorts and pulled them down to a puddle at my ankles. He crouched down, licking his way down one calf to my ankle. He propped my foot on his leg while I tangled my fingers in his hair. Caressing my foot, he slipped my sandal off and lifted my leg to place a tender kiss on my arch, sending shivers everywhere. He followed the same path on my other leg, then, oh so slowly, kissed his way back up my legs, until he met the juncture of my hip.
His powerful hands palmed my butt while that amazing tongue flicked over that spot. Pleasure washed over me while an aching need built inside me. Joe slid his hands around my hips, and inched my silk panties down my legs. With the silk barrier gone, his tongue teased me into a frenzy of need.
I pulled his hair while gasping, "I think I said fastfirst. This isn't fast, it's torture."
A finger slid inside me, expertly finding just the right spot to make me moan and consider throwing him down on the floor. "You want me to stop?"
"Yes. Stop teasing me. Please. I'm going crazy here." Joe stood back up and I grabbed his shirt, yanking it over his head and attacking the button on his jeans. I caressed him, hard beneath the denim, as I slid the zipper down, link by link.
Joe groaned deep in his throat, quickly shed his jeans and backed me onto the bed. "I didn't think I was teasing," Joe said as he licked a circle around my right breast. "I thought I was showing my appreciation."
Joe eased back to his knees and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He slid into me with one solid thrust, causing me to gasp and claw at the sheets. He leaned forward and kissed me, his tongue plunging into my mouth in perfect sync with his body entering mine. I curled my arms around his neck. My legs slid down around his waist and I raised my body up to join his rhythmic thrusts.
Joe's hands stroked my breasts, and rubbed my nipples, which sparked another flash of heat through my body. His mouth left mine and kissed down my neck. His tongue licked the hollow at my throat, and then his lips again moved to the dip where my shoulder and neck met. He lightly bit that spot, while at the same time he pushed deeper inside me. The dual sensations pushed me over the edge, and I came screaming while I clawed his back.
After a short while, my breathing was almost back to normal. Joe was on his side behind my back, stroking his hands down my body. He lifted my hair and kissed the nape of my neck. I felt my body stirring with renewed interest, but my stomach started rumbling, which made Joe chuckle.
"Sounds like you're ready for dessert, Cupcake."
"I need to keep up my strength if I'm going to keep up with you. What did Mom bring over?"
Joe stretched behind me, patted my butt, and rolled off the bed. I flipped to my back so I could watch his naked butt move over to the bureau; a view I can never resist. Licking my lips, I thought maybe I wasn't so hungry after all. At least not for dessert.
But then Joe returned to the bed and handed me a covered plate. I peeled the plastic wrap off the plate and moaned. Mom had made her special fudge brownies with cream cheese frosting. I grabbed one and stuffed about half of it in my mouth. Joe sat on the edge of the bed facing me and picked up a brownie. I eyeballed the remaining brownies and decided it was okay if he had one. Joe grinned and bit into his brownie. "Don't worry Stephanie; you can have the rest. You might want to pace yourself though. Save a few for later. You'll need to keep your energy up all night."
I scooped some frosting off another brownie while Joe watched, his sexy grin still in place. I slowly sucked the frosting off my finger, while I imagined I was doing the same to Joe's gorgeous cock. Joe's eyes darkened to the color of chocolate as I inserted my finger into my mouth, and then slowly removed it with a loud pop. My food play had eradicated the grin from his face, replaced now with a hungry look. All his attention centered on my mouth and hand, and I grinned because I knew he wasn't hungry for more brownies.
"Ummm, that was good", I purred. "Except now I'm thirsty."
"I'll go get the rest of the wine. Promise me you won't eat any more frosting until I get back." Urgency looks good on Joe, I thought.
Joe leaned over and gave me a hungry kiss, then hurried out of the room. I grinned, thinking that while today hadn't been the best day of my life, tonight was shaping up as damn memorable for all the right reasons.
In no time at all, Joe was back with the wine, glasses, a couple bottles of water, and Grandma Mazur's gift. I cocked an eyebrow at him. I had almost forgotten about the edible oil, but trust Joe not to forget anything that might make bedtime more of an adventure. After placing his loot on the nightstand, he poured two glasses of wine and handed one to me. "Here you go, Cupcake. I brought some water up too. I can't have you getting dehydrated on me. I promised Grandma that I would take very good care of you tonight."
I rolled my eyes at him while taking my glass. Joe sat on the side of the bed next to the nightstand while I scooted over a little to give him some more room. He fluffed up the pillows and got comfortable, draping one arm around me while he sipped his wine. I snuggled against him and lightly ran my hand up and down his leg while I drank my wine. I let my hand wander closer to the juncture of his thighs, and Joe let his arm around my shoulders slide down so he could stroke my breast. My nipples tightened and muscles I had no control over contracted in response.
Since Joe had upped the stakes in our touching game, I decided to seize the opportunity-and him. My hand slid over his thighs to lightly stroke his cock, which was rapidly stirring to attention. I ran my hand down to the base, then slowly rubbed back up to the tip, teasing the slit which already had a glisten of moisture. Joe moaned low, but continued caressing my breast and playing with my hardened nipple. I let out a little sigh, but continued my strokes on one of my favorite parts of Joe's anatomy.
Joe leaned away to place his glass on the nightstand, shifting his body so he could give me a hot blooded kiss. After a few intense moments, I broke the kiss long enough to drain my glass, then handed it and the brownies to Joe. He set everything down, and returned to kissing me senseless. His talented fingers stroked all over my body, leaving a tingling sensation in their path. Joe was first to break this kiss, running his hands through my hair.
"Are you ready to go slow now?"
"I think I can manage slow. I'll let you know if I change my mind".
With a grin that was followed by a kiss to my forehead he whispered, "Stretch out on your stomach and get comfortable, Cupcake. I think you need a massage". Joe followed his request with another nibble down the side of my neck. I eagerly moved down the bed, positioning the pillow under my head. Joe gave amazing massages. They relaxed me, at the same time making me eager for another type of touch.
Straddling my body, Joe leaned over and brushed my hair away from my back. I heard the cap on the oil bottle click open, then felt the silky oil drip onto my back. Joe's warm hands rubbed the oil into my shoulders and neck. I groaned my approval, then gasped when he kissed, licked and nipped all the areas he'd just rubbed to perfection.
"Hmmm….this tastes pretty good. Keep the brownies, Steph. I've found my dessert."
More oil was dribbled down my spine, followed by nimble fingers stroking and massaging me into a puddle of mindless goo. His gifted tongue stroked a parallel line down my spine, making my insides tighten up once again. He rubbed more oil into my butt, then licked and nipped at me until I squirmed at the sensations. The sensual torture continued down my legs, and when he found that spot on my instep, I almost came from the feeling.
"Time to flip over so I can massage your front, Steph" he said, while nibbling on my toes. I gathered what little strength I had left and slowly turned over, stretching while I turned and arching my back while settling against my pillow. I looked at Joe through my lashes, and caught his eyes glued to my breasts. I may not be the best endowed woman in that department, but the look in Joe's eyes made me feel like I was perfection.
Joe started at my feet, caressing each toe while rubbing in the oil. His hands slid slowly up my calves, making me squirm from the sensual feel of his strokes. He lifted one foot and took his time laving each toe with his tongue. Normally I'm ticklish, but the sensation of his tongue left me gasping instead of laughing. After giving my other foot the same treatment, he decided to move his massage further up my body. More oil dripped onto my thighs, followed by firm rubs that went all the way up, stopping before he reached the apex at my thighs.
Kissing the inner juncture of my thighs, Joe looked up to see the expectant look on my face. "Since you ordered slow this time, I think I'll come back to this spot later." I made a face and something close to a growl came out of my throat.
Chuckling, Joe painted my stomach and breasts with the oil, paying special attention to my belly button. Caressing my breasts, he smoothed the oil into my nipples until they pebbled and stuck out tautly from my body. Dipping his head, he suckled and swirled his tongue over the tight peaks. He lightly bit down on one, then the other, nipple. I moaned and tugged on his silky thick hair, letting him know I approved of his actions.
Kissing his way down my stomach, he stopped back at my belly button, flicking his tongue in and around it. My stomach fluttered in anticipation, while he reached up to once again rub my breasts. Moving his head down, Joe settled between my legs and focused his attention on my center. His fingertips lightly stroked my outer lips, then his tongue traced the same path. After his tongue lightly flicked my button, he settled down to driving me completely out of my mind.
Joe licked and sucked on my core with the same intensity he gave to all parts of his life. He alternated teasing me with his fingers with instinctively backing down just before I came. He kept this routine going until I was whimpering for mercy, then thankfully crooked his fingers inside me rubbing that spot until I came shouting and shuddering in an intense orgasm that made me black out for a moment.
Joe moved up beside me, taking me in his arms and kissing and stroking me. Rolling over on his back, he urged me up until I was straddling him. "I know you love being on top. I hope you're ready to go fast, because I'm not sure how much more I can take."
Leaning over, I kissed him while guiding him into my body. Sitting straight up, I squeezed my muscles together and had the satisfaction of hearing his groan. "Don't worry Joe," I said in a voice only slightly hoarse from my shouting, "I wouldn't dream of teasing you the same way you did me." I don't think the wicked smile on my face lent weight to my words, but I didn't think he would mind in the end.
"Well if you kill me Cupcake, at least I'll die a very happy man." His last words came out as a gasp while I moved up and down, clenching and releasing my muscles for our mutual pleasure.
His hands moved down my back, softly rubbing my skin. I straightened back up, and he caressed my breasts while I undulated on top of him. I leaned down for another scorching kiss, not sure how long I could keep going before another orgasm swept down on me.
Reaching between our bodies, Joe stroked my nub and I knew it was all over. I clenched him hard while pleasure exploded from my center, traveling throughout my body. His hands gripped my hips while he took control, thrusting under me. My mind thought it was too soon, but my body didn't, and I came again while Joe released himself into me.
Panting and trembling with aftershocks, I lay boneless across his chest. Joe wrapped one arm around me, while playing with my curls. We lay like that for several minutes, content to cuddle. I finally moved over, still snuggled up to his side. Murmuring that he would be back in a moment, Joe left the room. I heard water running in the bathroom, then he was back with a warm washcloth and towel. Saying thanks, I reached for the washcloth, but he shook his head.
"I said I would take care of you tonight, Steph. Let me do this for you."
Blushing, I nodded my head while Joe cleaned up the traces of our passion. Dropping the towel and washcloth on the floor, he climbed back into bed. He gathered me back into his arms for another kiss. I dropped my head onto his shoulder, and let out a small yawn.
"I guess we have a little time for a nap, but don't think that we're finished, Cupcake. I promised you a wonderful night, and we can always sleep in tomorrow."
Tomorrow I might have problems walking, but smiling wouldn't be a problem. "That's a promise I'm looking forward to helping you keep, Joe." I yawned again and settled down for my nap.
