meet me at midnight.

39.

I was on the cusp of waking, not fully there yet, but almost. I was having a really good dream. My nerve endings felt like they were on fire and pleasure was sparking through my veins. I had never had a dream like it before, if it could be classed as a dream. My eyes opened and it took me a second to realize it wasn't a dream. My eyes went down and a fresh wave of arousal went through me when I noticed Josh was between my legs, mouth attached to my core.

I gasped when his tongue delved into me. His eyes flicked up when he noticed I was awake. He moved his tongue within me, thrusting gently into me. My back arched and I cried out. His lips moved up, latching onto my clit, applying pressure to it and making me sob.

"O-oh my God." I whined, fisting the sheets.

He kept sucking my clit and then moved his lips back to my folds again, tongue pressing against my outer lips then thrusting back into me. Heat was flooding my system and my heart felt like it was thudding against my chest. I was going to orgasm. I sobbed when he pulled away from my core, licking his lips. His eyes were almost black. It felt really stupid to say 'good morning' to him and the greeting got lodged in my throat.

He moved my legs, bringing them over his shoulders, moving me closer. My legs trembled and I let out a soft sigh when he kissed the inside of my thigh. His kisses were so gentle and I half expected him to bite me, but he didn't. Instead he continued pressing kisses down the inside of my thigh. His hands were holding my thighs, gentle, but firm.

"So beautiful." He murmured, and my voice lodged in my throat again. He kissed down my thigh towards my core again.

"J-josh." I whined, and his gaze locked with mine. That intense look in his eyes made my breathing stutter.

"Taste so good, Daisy." He said, leaning down, licking from my clit then down into me again.

My back arched and I gasped as he continued. There was no urgency to his movements. He groaned against me and I cried out. He was being so gentle and unhurried. My head tipped back as another cry left my lips. Josh's lips moved upwards again as he applied pressure to my clit. My orgasm surged forward again like a tsunami. He was watching me, clearly listening to my reactions.

My orgasm rushed through me and I squeezed my eyes shut, moaning and writhing as he continued applying pressure to my clit. He pulled away from me again and the cool air of the room hit my core, making me whimper. My legs were shaking and my breathing was heavy. I whimpered again when Josh kissed my thigh again, going from just above my knee and down my thigh. He was so gentle and loving.

"Goin' to make you feel beautiful, Daisy," He murmured, still pressing kisses to my thigh. His voice was deeper, almost like velvet, making his accent more pronounced. "Worship you."

Those two words made my heart throw itself against my chest. His dark gaze was on me and it occurred to me that he hadn't called me 'little mouse' and my brain tried to grasp the significance of it. His mouth moved down again and he was on me again, tongue thrusting into me. I was still over-sensitive and a cry left my lips.

"J-josh." I sobbed, back arching again.

He sucked at my outer lips, teasing along my folds. My knuckles had turned white where I was clutching the bed sheet. I felt like I was floating and my mind was faltering. The pleasure felt like a rhythm, almost like a heartbeat. Josh's tongue slid back into me, finding that area within me that needed friction. I cried out a string of barely coherent 'pleases' as he continued lapping at me.

My legs were shaking, partly from being over his shoulders and partly from the last orgasm. His tongue found that spot within me and his name left my lips in another ragged cry. My back arched as another orgasm rushed through me. I almost blacked out and little spots danced in front of my vision. I was breathing heavily. My chest ached and the ceiling looked like it was wavering.