Beyond Enough (A Josh Hutcherson love story sequel to Is it Enough to Love you)

Chapter 2: Slowly but Surely

A/n:

I don't even know if y'all read this but I'm gonna say stuff anyways...

Hello! I've waited exactly one weeks for this update and so far I'm on track with my updating schedule but don't worry I'll mess it up at some point.

Anyways.. I feel awkward cuz you guys are actual people out there and I don't really know much about you.. So like how old are you guys?? What region of the world you live in?? How's your love life??? I don't know..

Anyway I hope you like the chapter xoxo

**Just a shoutout that this chapter is sexual but don't get too excited cause I toned it the hell down ;) ***

Chapter 2:

"I can't get them off," Josh tore at the long strip of buttons securing my shorts on my body as a cool breeze unsettled the curtains that had been drawn on the window as we laid on couch. He had gone from hovering over me in a heated a passionate moment to going to war with all of the buttons on my shorts. "What the hell is this!" He growled as I fell backwards laughing hysterically at his grave encounter with my shorts, I had no intention of helping him as he soon found the zipper and managed to get his shirt caught in it.

"It's not working." I pushed his hands away popping the top button with a flick of my thumb to demonstrate how it was done.

"Jesus!" He got his hands back in and fiddled again with the zipper unable to dislodge his shirt from where it was trapped. "I want you to return these shorts after I get them off." He growled in frustration as I continued to laugh at his hard ship.

"Just take this off." I pulled his shirt over his head exposing his bare chest to me while I waited in stitches from laughter for him to manage the task of taking my shorts off.

"How is it this badly stuck?" He gave his shirt soft tugs trying to free it from where is was lodged while still salvaging the the fabric.

"My God Josh!" I gave the shirt a firm yank tearing it lose and creating a hole in the base of it before casting it aside, "I'm not helping you with the rest of the shorts." I crossed my arms defiantly over my chest as I wore nothing but a bra.

"We'll figure it out later." He gave up bringing his lips back to mine and kissing me hard his hands slipping into my hair and giving it a soft tug. I tilted my head back groaning as he held my bottom lip between his teeth for a moment before releasing it and trailing kisses down the nape of my neck and across my shoulders.

"My hair is full of gel." I warned him my voice barely audible through muffled moans.

"Then you're going to need a shower." He stood his eyes alight with lust as he looked down upon me sprawled on the couch with a little corner of his shirt hanging from the zipper in my shorts, "come here you." He pulled me off the couch and lifted me over his shoulder to carry me up to the bathroom adjacent to what was now our bedroom. "You're shorts!" He gasped out pressing his hands to his temples as he placed me on my feet and suddenly remembered his dilemma.

"Josh!" I couldn't help myself but laugh as I wiggled the buttons free from where they were hooked, "would you like to do the honors?" I took my hands away as he dropped to his knees in front of me and slowly guided my shorts down my lightly tanned legs.

"God I missed you." His hands roamed up my thighs as he peppered kisses along my legs and up my body pausing at my lower abdomen his kisses now much slower and erotic almost causing my shaky knees to give out.

"Stop." I held his face between my hands before leaning down pressing my lips to his and bringing him back to his feet as I stood. "Don't get too crazy." I grinned against his lips undoing his belt buckle and sliding his jeans down his legs where they fell to a heap on the floor. He grinned at me excitement glowing in his expression, sweeping my hair away from my neck he began to erotically suck on my smooth skin, his lips felt warm and soft against my neck as he lit my body on fire. I let my head fall to the side and shut my eyes softly moaning. Upon letting my eyes flutter open again they landed on the open windows across the bedroom letting in the night breeze and whatever else may be lurking outside. "Oh my god."