Pinned Up (Pinned Up Trilogy) (8 page)

Josh lowers himself and presses his body against mine. He feels so sexy and manly as he hovers on top of me. While kissing me, he slides his hand beneath my panties; he rubs my wet opening and finally inserts his two fingers inside me while rubbing my clit with his thumb. The constant invasion of his fingers feels amazing.

“You’re nice and wet for me.” He breathes out in a husky voice. “You feel so good. I would have done anything to feel your trigger while we were at the range.” He whispers in my ear. His comment along with his continuous expert touch is about to send me over the edge. My body desperately craves it, but before I reach that glorious sensation, he backs away, removes my lacy thong, and puts on a condom.

“I need to be inside of you.” He murmurs as he kisses my breast. He slowly enters me and immediately, I get taken by surprise. He feels extremely thick and long. Josh fills me so deep, my body isn’t prepared.

“God, Nina…you feel so tight. You’re driving me crazy.” His voice sounds hoarse, as he says the words by my ear. He thrusts himself inside me over and over, the penetration is blissful, and I can feel myself losing control…I’m ready to explode. The orgasm that ripples through my body is exquisite. He continues to pierce me with his stiffness. I’m in heaven. As he prolongs the mind-blowing experience, my mind goes blank and I simply revel in the sensation. Once I’m back in reality, I become determined to ride him and give him an equally, incredible feeling.

With a raspy voice from all my panting, I say, “Sit upright, I wanna ride you.” Swiftly, he does as he’s instructed, yet remains inside of me. Once I’m straddling him, I begin slowly grinding my hips on top of him and licking his neck. The combination of his clean scent, delicious taste, and feeling down in my sex feels overwhelming in the most pleasurable way. I continue by moving faster and pressing myself deeper onto him. He kisses me and moans as I aggressively grab his bottom lip with my teeth and begin to suck. I loosen my hold on his lip and invade his mouth with my tongue once again. He tightens his embrace as I continue to ride his thick bulge. Moments later, a gruff moan escapes him as he’s fighting to contain himself, but he can’t any longer.

“Damn, Nina…you feel so fuckin’ good.” He groans. And with that comment, I feel myself lose control and feel his body tense as he and I both release ourselves. He remains inside me and continues to kiss me. I can stay like this forever…
No, you can’t! Snap out of it, Nina!
This was just a one-time thing!

Eventually, we pull away and get dressed. I put on my seatbelt and assume he’s ready to leave the lot. Instead, he unbuckles my belt, reaches for me, and brings me to his side. “I want you next to me. I can’t get enough of you. You’re an amazing lady, Valentina Moretti.” He plants a soft kiss on my cheek that brings a smile to my face. I strap on the seatbelt that’s in the center of the bench seat and make myself comfortable.

The drive back to the city feels like a dream. I rest my head against his chest as he keeps his arm wrapped around me. We talk, joke, and kiss all while R&B music continues to play in the background. Since it’s pretty late and most restaurants are closed, we grab a quick bite at a drive thru. My burger and chocolate shake have never tasted so good. He asks me to spend the night at his place. I refuse. He persists and begins to tickle me, determined to continue until I cave. I give up and agree to stay with him for the remainder of the evening.

Josh resides within the Russian Hill district at the top of a very steep street. Luckily, tonight we went uphill, but tomorrow when he takes me home, it will be hell driving down to reach level ground. Instantly, I push the thought aside, no need to panic just yet.

Josh drives slowly as he reaches his house surrounded by a wrought iron gate. With a remote, he opens the gate at the entrance of his driveway to the left of his home. Once the gate opens, the house immediately lights up. The Italianate structure is surrounded by a formal garden and has a red brick patio. He enters the deep driveway and parks his truck inside a garage located underneath his detached guest house. We walk over to his three story residence. As we enter, Josh gives me a quick tour. The bottom level is completely empty. He hasn’t decided what he wants to do with it yet. The second level consists of an open floor plan with warm, neutral tones and oversized furniture. It has a top of the line kitchen with a nook table towards the back wall, grand dining area, and a living room with a massive flat screen TV. The top floor consists of three bedrooms with their own bathrooms.

“Wow. Your house is absolutely beautiful. Did you decorate it yourself?” I ask curiously. Everything looks very well put together. I wonder if a woman had her hands on the décor.

“Thank you, but no I didn’t do much of the decorating. I did add the bamboo and tile floors myself along with the detailed trim work. This house actually belonged to my mom’s boyfriend, John. She used to stay here often, but once he passed away, my mom didn’t want to live here by herself. Neither one of us had the heart to rent or sell it, so I moved in and gave my mom the condo I had just purchased. Once she retired, she was anxious to stay busy, so I allowed her the opportunity to remodel the entire house. I informed her of everything I wanted and she ran with my ideas, ensuring I felt at home. Of course, my mom used as many recyclable and energy efficient materials whenever possible. They don’t call me a ‘tree hugger’ for nothing.” He laughs. As an afterthought, he asks, “Would you like something to drink? Wine? Beer? Are you hungry?” He’s attentive. I like that.

“Are you trying to get me liquored up and take advantage of me for a second time?” I giggle. “Well, since I am thirsty, your ploy might just work. I’ll have a beer.”

“If I recall correctly, you took advantage of me. You used your seduction powers that no human being in their right mind can resist. I was at your mercy to do as you pleased.” His easy going self vanishes, he gives me a predatory and lustful grin as he approaches me. “Now, it’s my turn.” All of a sudden, I feel tiny next to his tall and muscular body. “I’m not strategizing on getting you into bed. I don’t need to. You’ll do it willingly and enjoy every minute of it. Take off your clothes.” He uses an authoritative tone as he hovers over me, immediately my knees become weak.

My jaw drops. So blunt. If I wasn’t so turned on by his take charge attitude, I’d give him a piece of my mind. “Feeling pretty confident, I see.” I acknowledge sheepishly.

“Our clothes have gun powder on them, they need to be washed. It’s not my fault the gun powder is one hell of a convenience.” Josh raises his right eyebrow twice while showing off that boyish smirk I’ve become so captivated with.

Mmm…Sexy.

“Fine. Can I shower and borrow some clothes?” I feel myself getting anxious, my goodness it’s hot in here. Why does he have so much control over my emotions? Usually I’m in control, I run shit. Now, I feel like one of those defenseless virgins who has never seen a dick in her life and behaves completely coy. That is so not me.

Josh hands me my drink, bends down, and whispers in my ear, “I’m going to join you. I want to feel your soft, slippery skin against mine. I won’t promise you my best behavior, but I will promise you one hell of a fuck.” The warmth of his breath and his clean citrus scent drive me in a frenzy.

My mouth goes dry; I lick my lips slowly contemplating a decision. I take a sip of my beer. Josh backs away and stares at me intently with his compelling hazel eyes underneath thick, long lashes awaiting my response.

Who am I kidding?
I chug my beer. “Okay.” I respond simply. Screw these damn pretenses. I need to keep it real…I’m horny and he is one hell of a fuck.

Josh kisses me along my jaw and slowly works his way to my lips. His hands explore my body as his kisses become more fervent. He takes off his black shirt and tank top. His bare chest is overpowering. I can finally see his tattoo, it’s a tiger draped from his mid-back down to his chest taking up all of his left shoulder. It’s surrounded by a tribal design that looks like barbed wire. The tiger has a ferocious look, almost as if it’s in attack mode. The realism and intricate design of it is astonishing. Apparently, I have a masochistic side I wasn’t aware of, since I think the dangerous animal on Josh is sexy as hell. His well-defined chest is cut up with a six pack of rock hard abs as a perfect compliment. His pants hang loosely showing off that perfect V by his pelvis.

No sense in wasting time, I take off my top, kick off my shoes, and socks. He unbuttons my pants and I slide them right off. I’m left wearing just my white lacy bra and panties. He takes off his pants leaving on just his boxers, bends down to kiss me, and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist putting us in a tight embrace. As he’s kissing me hungrily, his skin feels soft and smooth as I caress his upper body while he carries me upstairs to his master suite.

Before I know it, we’re in his master bath. I continue to straddle him as he turns on the water to his rain shower. I rapidly unhook my bra. We gaze into each other’s eyes intently. No words, just raw passion. We attack each other’s mouths again with an unexplainable fierceness as the water cascades over us. Soon, I get pinned up against the wall as his lips and tongue devour my mouth, neck, and breasts. I feel his dick caressing my entrance. We’re both losing control.

“Wait…wait…what about a condom?” I stammer out.

“I’ve never had sex without a condom and get checked regularly. I’m good.” Josh says as he’s kissing my neck eager to be inside me.

“I’m on the pill and I get tested also. I’m good too.” I breathe out raggedly.

That’s all he needed to hear to adjust his solid shaft from his boxers. He moves my panties to the side, backs up, inserts himself inside me, and begins to thrust hard. It’s the best pain I’ve ever felt. He fills me completely. I can’t speak. The water running down my body and his fierce kisses add to the sensation; the feeling is overwhelming. He continues to penetrate me with his rock hard erection, eventually, I lose control and allow the feeling to overtake me. The orgasm ripples through my body making the momentum seem everlasting. He sits on the tiled bench inside the walk-in shower while he’s still inside me. I take a quick moment to catch my breath and revel in the thought that I finally get to ride him again. I rub body wash all over my breasts and press my body against his. As our bodies glide against one another, our skin feels silky smooth. I ride him hard and for as long as I can savoring the feel of him until I cum again. He finishes shortly after, but remains inside of me catching his breath.

“You’re amazing.” Josh whispers as he buries his face onto my neck.

I slightly pull away from him and maintain eye contact with a timid smile. “You’re not so bad yourself.” I kiss him and laugh as I bask in the taste of his delicious lips.

We finish showering and head over to his bed. He gives me one of his t-shirts to sleep in.

“What are you doing to me, Valentina? I can’t get enough you.” Josh questions as we’re climbing into bed.

“I’m not doing anything, especially right now. We’ve had a long day, exhaustion finally caught up to me.” I give Josh a small peck on his nose and grin shyly at him.

As we lay in bed, he wraps his strong arms around me from behind and falls asleep. I feel safe. I haven’t felt a sense of security in years. What is it about this stranger that is making me do and feel the unexpected? I lose consciousness with Josh as my last thought.

I wake up. Josh is lying behind me and is gently kissing the nape of my neck. The room is still dark.

“Valentina…can I have...something...to eat?” He asks in between kisses.

What the hell? I know he didn’t just wake me up to have me cook for him. Having sex is one thing, but cooking…that’s a whole other level!

As if he read my mind, he says, “I don’t need you to cook. Just lay back and allow me to feed myself.” He positions himself above me, spreads my legs, and works his way down.

“Oh.”
Who the hell needs coffee when I can wake up to this?

That morning an enticing aroma awakens my senses. I head to the kitchen and see Josh solely in his boxers preparing pancakes and bacon. “Good morning, lovely lady. Can I just say that last night was the best non-date of my life?” He has that cute boyish grin that is quickly becoming irresistible. “Hungry?” His hair is slightly tousled, but he’s still clean cut with a slight ruggedness from the stubble on his face that makes him look sinfully mouthwatering.

“Starving, actually. I had a pretty good time, too. Can I give you a hand with breakfast and help myself to a cup of coffee?” I ask as I’m blatantly enjoying the view that is him. Then, I notice that his tattoo has the initials K.O. on the body of the tiger.
KO? What does that stand for? Knock Out?

“I’m almost done, but thanks for offering. Please make yourself at home. While you’re at it, hook me up with a cup too, please.” He winks at me making my insides melt.

“So, what does KO stand for?” I attempt to ask nonchalantly.

Josh comes from behind me as I’m pouring the coffee into my mug. “We’ll talk about it some other time. Can I see you today, before this afternoon’s game? I want to spend some alone time with you and go on an actual date before we meet up with everyone else. I know my truck isn’t ideal for dates and I know this sounds cheesy, but I actually bought a ‘date car’ with you in mind this week.”