path of heal - j.b.

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❗️ TW: sex scene

As soon as the front door closed behind them, Elle kicked her shoes off her feet and put her hand on the back of Joe's neck to pull him towards her. A mischievous smile spread across Joe's lips before Elle's lips landed on his and she greedily bit his lower lip while her other hand traveled down his chest.

"Someone can't take it anymore, can they?" Joe pressed another kiss to her lips before wrapping his arms around her and slowly running his hands up her back until he reached her zipper.

Elle shrugged her shoulders with a grin as Joe unzipped her dress. "You got me Chipotle, that makes you the hottest candidate" Elle bit her lower lip as she slid her hands under Joe's shirt to run over the warm, soft skin of his toned stomach. She quickly pulled her hands back so Joe could brush the sleeves of the dress off her arms.

"I didn't realize I had competition," Joe eyed her with a raised eyebrow as her dress slid up, revealing Elle's bare boobs and thong. She shrugged her shoulders. "Who knows, who knows" she grinned as she grabbed the end of his shirt and pulled it over his head with his help.

Grinning, Elle ran her eyes over her boyfriend's naked torso while Joe put his hands on his hips and tilted his head to one side. "Should I be worried about you looking for a replacement?" he asked.

Elle smirked as she shrugged her shoulders and walked to the stairs. "Can I answer the question after your performance?" she asked over her shoulder before running up the stairs. "There we go" Joe growled softly before giving chase.

Elle's giggle gave way to an excited moan as Joe caught up to her at the top of the stairs and wrapped his arms around her hips from behind. He lifted her a little way off the ground before lowering her down in front of the wall and deftly spinning her around before pressing his body against her and resting his forehead on hers.

Another moan came from Elle's lips, which were molded into a grin as Joe's excited breath brushed against her chin and his arousal pressed against her thigh. He looked deep into her eyes without saying a word, savoring the lust, the curiosity of what he would do next reflected in them.

"When I'm done with you, you'll realize that no one can hold a candle to me," he murmured in her ear as he rolled his hips against her. Excited, Elle licked her lips before scrutinizing him with her wide eyes. "Then show me," she murmured back.

With one movement, Joe dropped to his knees in front of her and pulled her leg over his shoulder, while with his other hand he tore her thong from her body. A stifled sigh sounded from Elle's mouth as the torn fabric landed on the floor behind Joe.

Joe gave her a look from below as he bit his lower lip. "You're not going to say anything about a ripped thong, are you?" he bit her thigh softly. Elle groaned as she tried to cling to the wall and shook her head.

"I thought so," Joe mumbled against the skin of her inner thigh, which he slowly covered with wet kisses as he moved closer and closer to her center. Above him, he was aware of the panting breath and rapid heaving of Elle's chest, which only turned him on more. The space in his pants got tighter and tighter.

When his lips finally wrapped around her clit, it felt to Elle like the ultimate release from far too long a torture. She moaned loudly as her hand buried in Joe's hair, still trying to find somewhere around her to hold on.

Joe skillfully slid his tongue through her pussy, caressing the spots that made Elle moan the loudest and sucking on her clit before very slowly inserting two fingers inside her.

He noticed how Elle was getting closer and closer to her orgasm as she clawed harder and harder into his hair, finally just pulling on it. He felt her whole body tense up before it relaxed completely and the moans coming from Elle's mouth were overflowing.