Chapter 8: Cat's POV

"Let's get out of here," Josh says suddenly.

I wipe the last of my tears away as I chuckle against his lips, "Sure, why not?"

Josh stands up, pulling me with him. We walk out of the band room and head towards the front doors. I keep peering around hoping no one catches us ditching.

"Excuse me." Shit we're going to get caught. "Do you two have passes?"

Josh looks at me. "Trust me?" he mouths. I nod back, wondering what he's going to do.

He turns back to Mrs. Colmes. "No, we don't have passes but we're leaving."

"You can't do that!" Mrs. Colmes interjects.

Josh winks at me and grabs my hand. "Watch us," he smirks. With that, we turn and run out the door and down the street, laughing the entire way. Once we turn the corner, we slow to a walk.

"So what now?" As soon as the words leave my mouth, it starts pouring down rain.

"Let's go to my house until the rain stops. It's just up ahead." We walk towards Josh's, not even bothering to run since we're both already soaked. Josh walks up to a charming little home, not at all like I pictured his house. Josh leads me inside and closes the door behind us.

"I'll go get you some clothes to wear so yours can dry," he says walking upstairs. He returns a few seconds later carrying a pile of fabric. "It's not the best," he says, "But it will have to work for now."

He hands me the clothes and points to the bathroom. I strip off my clothes and grab the ones Josh gave me. I smirk when I realize that it's just one of his shirts. I pull it over my head and it falls to almost my knees. I leave the bathroom just as Josh walks down the stairs. He's changed too, but he didn't bother to put on a shirt. I can't help but stare at him. He's thin, but he still has a lot of muscle. His abs were perfectly sculpted and formed a deep-v that disappeared into the waistband of his jeans.

"I'm sorry," Josh's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "I wasn't thinking. I'll go put on a shirt so you don't have to see my scars."

"Josh," I stop him, "I wasn't staring because of your scars. I was staring because you are the sexiest man I have ever seen." He looks shocked for a second but then he smirks.

"Is that so?" he asks in a low voice.

"And of course you have to walk around shirtless," I continue, "it's torture."

"And you're not torturing me?" he asks. "You're wearing just my shirt.

"Just your shirt," I repeat emphasizing the 'just'. Josh eyes grow dark with lust.

"Are you serious?" he asks, almost growling.

"You'll have to find out for yourself," I taunt him. Josh lets out a low moan and rushes over to me, smashing his lips against mine. This kiss is rough and full of need. Josh shoves his tongue into my mouth roughly. The cool metal of his tongue ring adding to the sensation. I moan into Josh's mouth and twist my hands in his hair. His hands move down my hips and wrap around my thighs. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. I feel him pressed against my center and I moan again grinding my hips against his. Josh moans and I feel a rush of wetness between my legs at the sound.

I don't even notice that we're moving until Josh falls back onto the couch. I push his shoulders so he lays flat. I straddle his stomach so I can lean down and kiss him.

"Holy shit!" he groans, "You were serious." I smirk at him and him again. Josh finds the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head. Suddenly he flips us so he's on top. He kisses down my neck to my chest. He pulls my right breast into his mouth as he massages the other with his hand. I gasp and grind my hips on his trying to find some friction. Once Josh is done with my breasts, his mouth finds mine again as his hand slides down my body and between my legs. I feel his fingers lightly brush my slit.

"More," I moan into his ear. I feel him start to push one finger into me and I thrust against his hand.

"Damn," Josh mutters, "You're so tight." He pulls his finger out and pushes it back again making me moan. He does this a few more time before adding a second finger. He starts thrusting into me again, but this time he curls his fingers inside me hitting an amazing spot.

"Oh god, Josh! More!" I gasp. He inserts a third finger stretching me even more. He keeps fucking me with his hand and I feel my stomach start to tense. "Josh," I moan as I hit my climax. I feel my walls clench around his fingers while he continues to thrust into me, letting me come down from my high. He pulls his fingers out and, with a sexy smirk on his face, he licks them clean. Damn that's hot. I pull him down to kiss him while my hands find his waist and undo his pants. I push them down as far as I can and Josh pulls them off the rest of the way. The only thing separating us now was his boxers. I start pushing them off too, but Josh stops me.

"We don't have to do this," he tells me, "if you don't want to."

"I want this more than anything Josh," I answer honestly. I kiss him again and this time he lets me get rid of his boxers.

He pulls away, "Give me one second." He grabs his pants off the floor and takes something out of the pocket. He rips the package open and I realize it's a condom. I watch as he rolls it onto himself and I realize for the first time just how big he is.

"That's going to fit in me?" I ask Josh hesitantly. He chuckles and nods, leaning over me again. He settles between my legs and I feel his tip press at my entrance. He pushes into me a little bit, pulls out, and pushes back in a little more each time. He's about half way in when he hits stops. I look at him confused.

"I'm sorry," he tells me as he thrusts in all the way. The pain is terrible, I feel like I'm being split apart. I feel a tear escape my eye and Josh kisses it away, cooing apologies. He stills inside of me, allowing me to adjust to his size. The pain starts to fade and I give an experimental thrust of my hips.

"Okay Josh," I tell him, "You can move." He starts thrusting into me slowly at first and what little pain was left quickly turns into pleasure.

"Faster," I beg him. Josh loses what little control he has left and starts pounding into me. The feeling is amazing and it isn't long before I feel my stomach tightening.

"Josh," I moan, "I'm gonna cum."

"Me too," he pants out. Just a couple more thrusts and my orgasm hits. I scream and cling to Josh as I pulse around him, sending him into his own orgasm. He pulls out and collapses on top of me.

"Holy shit," I breathe out, "That was...just…wow."

He chuckles, "I agree." Josh sits up and I try to as well, but a sharp pain between my legs makes me wince. "I'm sorry," Josh says.

"Don't be," I tell him, "I expected it to hurt my first time and besides it was so amazing that I really don't care."

"Good," he smirks, "because that was amazing and I plan on doing it again."

I slap his arm playfully. "Was it really amazing for you? I mean, I'm sure you've been with girls who actually know what they're doing but I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."

Josh laughs at me. "Actually this was my first time too," he admits. "And trust me; I enjoyed it just as much as you did."

I lean over and kiss him before grabbing his shirt and pulling it back over my head. Josh pulls his boxers back on then lays back down on the couch, pulling me with him. I lie on his chest and listen to his steady breathing as I fall asleep.

So I'm not sure if I'll write this chapter from Josh's POV. What do you guys think?