His hands on my neck - Joel Miller.

5.

- Damn it, - Hope closed the door right away after she got inside the house. A cold wind from the outside followed her and stayed in the living room for a moment.

- It's just the snow, don't be so dramatic, - Joel got up from the couch with a bit of annoyance in his voice. It wasn't that cold for now, but the large snowflakes were easily seen in the darkness of the night out of the window.

- It's not just snow, it's a freaking snowstorm, take a look outside, - A girl was removing her winter closes hoping to get some more warmth than she experienced on the walk back home.

- Okay, you're right, it's a snowstorm, - He got closer to the window and inspected the weather outside for a moment. The snowfall seemed to be worse and worse with every second that passed, picking up speed thanks to the wind.

- So damn cold, - She sat down on the couch, feeling no power to get upstairs after the shift at the hospital. Hope got comfortable under the blanket that was lying there as if it was waiting for her.

- It will get better, give it some time, - Joel got down to light up the fire in the fireplace. He definitely didn't want to find frozen Hope on the couch in the morning and get cold himself during the night. After successfully lighting up the fire, a man sat on the other side of the couch, making sure for some time that the fire won't burn out and the house will eventually get warm.

- Thank you, Joel, - Hope looked at Joel with a soft smile on her face. Tiredness was still taking her over, but at least she knew that after some time it would feel warmer.

- Come here, - A man opened his arm and offered a semi-hug for Hope to share the warmth of his body and make a shivering lady at least a little bit warmer.

Without hesitation, Hope got closer to Joel and shared her blanket with him. Knowing how hard it was for him to share his own feelings and thoughts she never knew if he was feeling cold too or not. She could've sworn she felt instant fire in her body as he was carefully stroking her shoulder with his strong hand. Having their yesterday's conversation in mind, Hope was still unsure about what was even happening between them. Pushing all the thoughts aside, she held his hand in hers, carefully inspecting with the tips of her fingers every single old cut and scar that a man had on the back of his palm.

- Hope.. – Joel almost whispered with a heavy breath. He remained unmoved with both of his hands connected to her.

- Yes Joel? – Hope got up a little to make eye contact with a man, but instead, she instantly felt his lips on hers.

He felt how a girl melted in his arms, carefully, as if she was exploring something new, but replied to an unexpected kiss. All the regrets were left for tomorrow if they ever have these feelings later. A slight bite on his lips through the kiss made Joel lose all the controls he had earlier. Now, they both were sure none of them felt the coldness of the evening. Hope let the blanket fall down on the floor, stroking her hand through the man's hair. Joel carefully got his hands on her hips, placing a brunette on his lap without breaking the kiss.

- Are you sure we are not making a mistake? – She whispered into his lips, trying to catch her breath, as she got more comfortable sitting on top of him.

- There is no way it is a mistake, - Joel smirked as he caught the eyes of Hope in eye contact, he didn't think twice before leaving the kisses down her neck, as he felt her hands running down his torso. It didn't take long for him to hear the soft moan slipping out of her mouth.

Hope let herself start the second kiss, covering his lips with hers but with more confidence and passion this time. Their tounges would dance in their own rhythm while letting the hands explore the bodies of each other.

- I don't think you will be needing this, - In one moment, she took off his dark-blue sweater and let it fall down on the floor. She have seen his body before when he needed her medical help, but now it was different. The tips of her fingers were exploring his muscular body as his lips were leaving bites down her neck.

- Neither will you need this, darling, - Joel let his cold hands slide under Hope's top, feeling the goosebumps after every touch of his on her body. He opened her bra and with one sharp movement took off her top with it. It's been a while since Joel felt the passion and let him be the man, not a hunter, and not a survivor. At that moment, the man finally felt as if he was alive, sharing the same feeling with the girl on top of him. He couldn't help but keep his hands on her breasts squeezing them a bit harder after he felt her hands on his jeans.

- Tell me what you want me to do, - Hope leaned forward to whisper these words in the ear of Joel, she was moving her hips on his groin, trying to tease the man, as her hands were slowly unbuttoning his pants.

- Damn it, Hope, - It was hard for him to lose self-control. Everything was always under his control, the feelings, thoughts, and his own actions. But, it wasn't the case now, the man let the moan out of his mouth as Hope's actions were more confident with every move of her body on his, or with every kiss, she left on the man's skin.

- I am waiting Joel, - A girl kept on whispering into his ear, leaving less and less space between their bodies. She didn't stop her hands, only giving herself more freedom in movements. Without any single drop of shame, her hands were slowly stroking his dick under the fabric of men's boxers.

- I want you... fuck, ride it. I want you to ride it, Hope, - Joel took back the control when his hands unzipped Hope's pants. The last piece of her clothes except for the panties was on the floor just a moment later.

It was hard for him to pretend he never thought of it. Every time he would hear her in the shower, or any other thing that she would do to make him horny. Yes, he could always help himself, but there was always a huge difference between feeling the heat of the body and the warmth of the hand. At this point, Joel couldn't remember when the last time he had sex with anyone. Before Ellie got on his shoulders and became his responsibility? Maybe, but it was the last thing he wanted to think about now. The man was looking inside her eyes trying to understand where all of Hope's innocence disappeared as her look was full of unseen earlier passion and desire. He squeezed her thigh in his hand, making the girl spread her legs wider for him, just a moment later, her panties were laying on the floor with all the other clothes they had on before.

Hope lifted her thighs a bit, finally taking off Joel's pants with boxers. A girl placed her hand on his torso as if she was drawing known only to her painting with her fingertips on his abs, and kept on stroking his dick with the other hand. His breath was on her neck when the man was carefully exploring the body of the girl. Not even thinking twice, he let one finger inside of her, making the girl moan even louder than she did before. The man couldn't help but smirked, feeling how wet his finger got, and added the second finger a while later. Now, both of them definitely felt warmer, but not because of the fireplace in the room. Both were on the edge, driven insane by the desire. Hope couldn't help it anymore and lifted her hips to do what they both wanted so badly. Joel carefully let the fingers out of her pussy, and with the second hand held her in his arms to help with the first moves.

- Joel... - Hope slowly started moving, grabbing man's shoulders with every deep movement. His hands were on her hips, helping the girl with the rhythm they both were comfortable at.

- Good girl, - He let a moan out of his mouth, feeling the girl riding the whole length as they both got comfortable on each other. Echoes of the slaps left by his hands on her ass were echoing with their moans in the silence of the night.

They both were close to reaching the peaks. Joel could not control himself anymore and carefully helped Hope to lie down, taking the things under his control. She pulled him closer to her, feeling the tense muscles on his back under her hands, as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her nails were leaving little marks on his back, while he was biting the soft skin on her neck. It didn't take them long to finish together at the same moment.

- Let me know next time you will feel cold, - Joel felt the smirk on the edge of his lips, as he lay down next to Hope, trying to catch his breath and come back to something they called 'normal" back in the days.

But will it ever be possible?