Erotic one shots for the night III The Affairs [Completed]

VI

A soft rustling noise, barely audible, drifts through the open window. It's not the wind, she thinks, nor the creak of old floorboards. Her heart skips a beat as she slowly gets out of bed, careful not to make a sound. She pads across the room in her pink cotton pajamas, peering through the curtains. In the dim moonlight, she spots movement outside: a dark figure creeping stealthily across her yard. Fear grips her like an icy fist, and her breath comes in ragged gasps.

She remembers her neighbor's son from class, a tall, strong boy with kind green eyes. She wonders if he's still awake, and if he might be willing to help her. With trembling fingers, she dials his number. It rings once, twice...and then his deep voice answers. "Hello?"

"Josh?" she whispers, her voice barely audible even to her own ears. "It's me...Emily. There's an intruder in my yard. I think he's trying to break in. Can you please come over and help me?" She listens to him take a deep breath, and then hear the click of his phone against something solid. A moment later, she sees his figure hurrying toward her house through the darkness.

As he approaches, she realizes just how strong and reassuring his presence is. Josh's broad shoulders fill out his t-shirt, and she can't help but notice the defined muscles in his arms and chest. He stops in front of her, their faces mere inches apart, and she feels a shiver run down her spine. For a moment, she wonders what it would be like if he weren't here to protect her...if he were here for a different reason.

"Are you sure you're okay, Emily?" he asks, his voice low and gentle. She nods, her heart pounding in her chest, and then she takes a step closer to him. The air between them crackles with electricity, and she can feel the heat of his body against hers. She looks up into his green eyes, and without another word, leans forward and presses her lips against his.

As their lips meet, she feels a jolt of desire shoot through her like a bolt of lightning. Josh responds eagerly, his hands moving to grip her hips, pulling her even closer. The tension between them builds, and they stumble backward into her bedroom, their lips never leaving each other's. She can feel the rough texture of his t-shirt against her bare skin as he pushes it up over her head, revealing her pale, perfect breasts.

He groans softly, bending to take one of her nipples into his mouth. She arches her back, a moan escaping her lips as he suckles hungrily. His hands roam over her body, finding the hem of her pajama bottoms and tugging them down, revealing her smooth, toned legs. She helps him push them off, kicking them aside.

Her pink cotton panties are the last barrier between them, and he growls with desire, tearing them off in a single swift motion. He pushes her back onto the bed, hovering above her, his erection pressing against her. His eyes meet hers, full of lust and need, and she feels a shiver of anticipation run down her spine.

"Josh...please," she whispers, arching her hips up toward him. "I want you."

He hesitates for a moment, his breath hot against her skin, and then he presses the head of his erection against her entrance, pushing slowly, inexorably inside. She gasps as he fills her, feeling the thick length of him stretch her, claim her. He starts to move, thrusting slowly at first, then faster, harder, each movement driving them closer to the edge.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving little half-moons of red in their wake, and she feels a powerful orgasm building inside her. "Josh...I'm going to..." she breathes, her voice tight with desire.

"Cum for me, baby," he growls, his voice rough and demanding. "Let it happen." And with those words, she does: her body tenses, her muscles clench, and she cries out his name as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Josh follows close behind, his own release shuddering through him as he collapses on top of her, their sweaty, tangled bodies pressed tightly together.

They lie together in the afterglow of their passion, breathing heavily, their hearts still racing. Emily's cheeks flush with embarrassment, but she can't help but feel a sense of relief and gratitude that Josh was there to help her. She wonders if he knows how much it meant to her, how much she needed this. She reaches up to touch his face, tracing her fingers over the stubble on his jaw.

"Josh...thank you," she whispers. "For being here...for helping me...I don't know what I would have done without you." He smiles down at her, his green eyes warm and gentle.

"Anytime, Emily," he says, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "Anytime you need me." And as they lie there together, she can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that no matter what happens, Josh will always be there for her.

Little did they know, Emily and her new partner had no idea that the mysterious intruder was none other than Emily's ex-boyfriend, Emilio. He had been secretly observing their every move, unbeknownst to them.