Coward

Chapter Twenty Five

As soon as the car comes to a halt my door is pulled open and I am pulled into a warm embrace. His cologne washes over me and I think my ovaries just exploded. However the embrace ends and I am thrown over his shoulder.

"Josh, put me down," I demand as he stalks over to the door. The same doorman from Friday night standing guard smirks at me as he opens the door.

Josh doesn't reply as he walks over to the elevator, his hands grasping my thighs to keep me steady.

When the elevator open they are empty and we enter quickly. "Why am I here?" I ask.

He ignores me and when the doors open he quietly walks over to his apartment and opens the door. As soon as the door is slammed behind us he gently places me back on the ground.

I turn around and put my hands on my hips, "what the fuck was-" I begin but he interrupts.

"Take it off," he says through gritted teeth.

My eyebrows furrow together, "take what off?"

"His hoodie."

My cheeks flush with anger, "why?"

"Just take the fucking think off," he demands.

"Fine," I say as I pull the earthy green hoodie over my head. I throw it on the ground and run my fingers through my hair. I stretch out my arms, "happy now."

He ignores me again as he brushes my hair off my shoulder, his eyes turn black with rage. "Who did you fuck?" He demands.

I frown, "I have no fucking clue what you are talking about."

His eyes flicker up to mine and if he wasn't holding onto me I would've taken a step back, his eyes where completely black. "Then who gave you those?" He gestured to the round bruises that dotted from my shoulder to my breast.

I laugh, "is this what this is about?"

"Was it the same guy who have you the hoodie?"

I shake my head and if possible his eyes turned a shade darker. "How many fucking guys then Belle?"

I shake my head and smirk. "These," I say pointing to the hickies. "Are yours," I finish.

He stands there in shocked silence before pulling me against him, so our bodies pressed together. His hands wrapped around me to squeeze my ass as he crashed his lips onto mine. Taking me by surprise he was able to slip his tounge into my mouth and deepen the kiss. With out thinking I responded, our lips dancing in perfect sinc. He picked me up and I wraped my legs around him, my fingers theading into his dark brown hair. As I pulled on the strands like a type of instrument he moaned into the chorus of our bodies.

A door slammed and my eyes snapped open, we were now in his bedroom.

I slipped off my shoes and quickly removed the rest of my clothing until I stood completely naked in front of a still fully clothed Josh. His eyes raking my body as my eyes traced the growing bulge in his jeans. I walked up to him and grasped onto his hands, placing them onto my breasts I stood on my toes as I kissed him. But before it could become more passionate I slowly slid down onto my knees. I reached up and gently felt him through his pants. I felt like I needed to prove something to him.

As I unbuckled and unzipped his pants he pulled his shirt over his head. I pulled out a very healthy looking cock. He gathered my hair behind me as I started blowing him. My tongue dancing over his length and flicking, tantalizingly over the head of his cock. I could feel it pulsing slightly in my mouth as I took him deeply. His hands held my head there so I couldn't go anywhere as I looked up to his face. His eyes were closed and a look of pure escacsy written across his face was reward enough. He moves his hips in a rhythm as he moved with my mouth but before he could come in my mouth he pulled out and leaned down to kiss me.