"Night you guys," Tyler said, his face glued into a smile, "Oh hey, did you need a ride home?" he asked, gesturing towards you.
"Nah, I'm going to stick around and bug Josh for a little bit." you say, punching him playfully in the arm.
"Mmk." Tyler quips, stepping out. "See you guys tomorrow!" he got in his car and drove off. You turn to Josh and smile,
"Hey, congratulations on your grammy. You're amazing Josh," you say, resting your hand on his arm.
"You're only obligated to say that because you're my best friend." He smiles, looking up at you shyly.
"No really!!" you insist, squeezing his arm.
Josh glances down, and you think you see him bite his lip, before he makes eye contact with you again. You hold his glance, refusing to look away, and he does the same; his lips slightly parted, breath coming more quickly.
He moves his hand up and caresses your cheek. Before you could say anything he leans in, and crushes his lips to yours, his hand twisting into your hair. You groan into the kiss, immediately giving in. He pulls you closer to him, and you break the kiss to straddle him, his hands move down to your hips, helping you rock against his clothed erection.
"F-fuck" he groans, pressing you down harder onto him.
"Are we doing this?" you mumble against his mouth.
"I want to, so badly," he said back, his breath coming in short gasps.
You slide your hands under his shirt, raking your fingers down his shoulders.
He moves, kissing down your neck and dragging his hands over your body. Standing up, he grabs your hand and walks you towards his bedroom. He pulls off your shirt, and unclips your bra, backing you towards the bed. Your knees buckle when they hit the edge and you fall, pulling Josh down on top of you. He rests on his forearms, overtop of you, pausing to look at you silently asking permission. Without hesitating, you pull him down to meet your lips again,
"I've wanted this for so long," you admit, blushing at your own vulnerability.
He looks down at you, smiles, and kisses you. It deepens, and you can feel desire pooling in your belly. You pull off his shirt, and he takes the opportunity to hook his thumbs in the waistband of your pants and yank them down. He rolls over, letting you straddle him again, and sits up to kiss you, but surprise flits through his eyes when you topple him, and push upwards. He soon gathers your intentions and reaches around to grab your ass, pulling you towards his face.
As soon as he makes contact with your dripping core, you both groan. He looks up at you and slowly licks up your slit.
You moan, reaching down to twist your fingers into his hair, tugging gently. His eyes darken and he works faster, spreading your lips to get better access to your clit, and flicks his tongue over it repeatedly. Your breath comes in short gasps and you grind down onto him, your legs beginning to tremble. He feels you shaking and moves faster, licking and sucking at your clit as if the sounds you made were urging him on.
"Josh, o-oh my God" you pant, "I'm gonna come,"
Your climax hits you hard, your thighs squeeze tightly around his head and you rock your hips against his face unaware of the loud groans falling from your lips. He moans against you, which only intensify your orgasm. Your hips shake uncontrollably, and you lean back, placing your hands on his chest, riding out the waves of pleasure wracking your body.
He rather unceremoniously pushes you off of him and onto the bed, standing up to remove his jeans and briefs in one fluid motion, and gets on top of you, lining up with your entrance.
Taking no time to pause, he pushes into you, moaning at the feeling and begins to move. Placing his elbows on either side of your head, he leans down, kissing you and moves more quickly slamming his hips into you.
Your fingers drag down his back, as you bring your hips up to match his, thrust for thrust.
He moans your name, and turns you over, fingers squeezing so tightly on your hips. you're sure to he'll leave bruises. You arch your back, and feel him gasp at the action, thrusts slightly less timed. He finds his release, falling forward as he gives you everything he has. Rolling over, he looks over at you and smiles. As soon as he gets his breath back, he touches your face.
"I waited way too long to do that." he chuckles.
"Yeah, you really did." you breathe back, leaning in to kiss him.
After you shower, you walk back to his bedroom, pulling his NASA tee over your head. Sinking down onto the soft bed, you curl up in his embrace, nestling your head against his chest. Sleep finds you quickly, the euphoria of the past hour still buzzing in your mind.
You both wake to the sound of Tyler's voice,
"What the ever living fuck is going on here?" he says, voice pitched in alarm.
"Josh we're all best friends. Why the fuck did you think it would be okay to bone our best friend?!"
He turned and stormed out, and you look up at Josh, worry etched into your face. He smiles down at you, kissing your furrowed brow.
"He'll get over it," he says quietly.
"No, I definitely won't!" Tyler's voice rings through the house.
