It Won't Stop

the world is ours

My legs bounced anxiously pas Josh and I sat in his plane – yes his – waiting for take-off. It was so happy that he had offered to take me to visit my family and friends in New York, especially since my best friend had just gotten engaged. Josh could only come for day, but promised to pick me up when I was ready to go home. It was unbelievable how much this guy had grown on me. Jennifer was tied up doing something Nick and herself had prior, so she couldn't come celebrate.
"Stop, seriously." Josh grabbed my leg to steady it.
"I'm sorry I can't help it," I whined while grasping his hand. He smiled and kissed the back of it.
"It's okay. Do you not like to fly?"
I shook my head and sighed. "I've just never flown in a house before," I joked, looking around at the plush couches and practically a kitchen. He laughed at me and shook his head back.
The pilot informed us to check our seatbelts because we were about to take off. It wasn't that bad; I just closed my eyes and held Josh's hand. Truly, I've never been a fan of flying. As soon as we hit the right altitude, I opened my eyes to Josh popping a wine bottle.
"Great, get me drunk before we meet my mom," I joked, gladly taking a glass.
"She'll love me, I promise." The pilot told us we could take off our seatbelts and I did just that. We moved to the couch to get more comfortable and watched a movie. We decided on The Interview and started making a drinking game out of it. I was already drunk halfway through the movie – I swear it was because I was on a plan. I got this brilliant idea as I was going to bathroom that Josh and I should have sex. I'm sure he had already made it to the mile high club – though I try not to think about it.
I wondered out into the living area of the plane and sat on Josh's lap, receiving a kiss from his perfect lips.
"Josh," I whispered as I pulled away and looked into his eyes.
"Hmm?" Biting my lip I dipped to his ear.
"I want you to fuck me on this plane," I whispered once again.
"Really?" He smirked, hands automatically sliding up my leg. With a nod of my head he picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. Thank god it was bigger than a normal plan bathroom. I couldn't help but giggled as he closed his finger in the door. He just looked at me with fire in his eyes and I knew what was about to happened. He lifted me by my legs and placed me on the counter, automatically tugging at my jeans. I knew this had to be a quick ordeal, so I unbuttoned them and lifted myself as he tore them off. His jeans were down in seconds, stiff with excitement already. He pushed my panties to the side and dipped his finger in just the slightest. He was probably just testing how wet I was because he slipped inside of me slowly, causing me to gasp. I angled my hips to he hit the perfect spot each time, stuffing my face in his shoulder to try from hollering.
"You like that baby?" Josh asked as I responded well to one spot in particular.
"I love it," I groaned back, bucking my hips against the best I could. I heard the speaker come on and announce that there was turbulence and we needed to fastest our seat belts. I bit my lip and looked into Josh's eyes. They were usually light, but whenever he was drunk or horny – in this case both – they turned darker.
He licked his lips, before kissing mine. "Ready?" Before I even answered, his pace picked up so quickly, my body didn't even have time to bounce away from him. I held tight to his shirt by his waist and let him spiral out of control within minutes. He knew for me it took a little longer to reach my peek. He slapped away my hand that massaged my clit and replaced it with his big thumb. I don't know how he multitasks so well but lord have mercy he good at it.
"Fuck fuck fuck!" He threw his head back as he spilled into me. That didn't stop him from helping me reach my peak, which was seconds later. I moaned in relief as Josh kissed my neck sweetly. Smiling, I put his lips against mine.
"I love you," I told him, looking into his eyes that had now cleared up. He was still catching his breath when he looked at me and smiled before kissing my lips.
"And I love you." Quickly, I went to the bathroom as he adjusted himself and walked out of the small bathroom. When I got back, Josh was pouring another drink for the both of us out of the second bottle of wine.

We finally touched ground at about 8 pm, which was perfect timing to pick up a rental car. Josh insisted it be the motorcycle out front.
"I want new car, but I can't be bothered to drive in L.A," I told Josh as we waited for the papers. It was going to be a little drive. Libby and my parents live about 30 minutes away from JFK, which is more of a suburban area.
"You can handle New York City, but not L.A?" He raised that thick, perfect eyebrow at me. I could only smile and link my hand with his. Libby's house was huge. She and her husband met at some art convention in a building he designed. It was hard to find a parking spot, so he just parked somewhat on the lawn. She's been my friend since birth, she'll deal.
"Are you nervous?" I asked him.
"Honestly? A little bit," he answered. I stopped him and pulled him into a kiss.
"They're going to love you as much as I do. I promise." Kissing him again, I quickly pulled away. "We could get less nervous," I hinted, putting my fingers to my mouth like I was smoking a joint. He laughed and pulled me back to the bike.
"Another plus of having you as a girlfriend, is that you can roll."
"I take pride in that!" We leaned against someone's car that was facing the woods. It only took about 2 minutes before we finished and Josh was feeling better.
There were so many people at the party, I hardly recognized any of them. Libby's fiancé is quite popular though, so it makes sense.
"Holy shit! Juliet how are you?!" Meghan from grade school, middle school, and even high school.
"I'm great! Just home visiting," I replied as I pulled her in for a hug, though she was looking at Josh the whole time.
"And this is your date?" She held her hand out like she was royalty. Josh, the gentleman he was, took it softly and shook it for just a second.
"Boyfriend, actually." She looked baffled for a minute, blinking her wide eyes at me. "Come on babe, let's go find Libby." He took my hand and pulled me through the crowd. Now I was laughing, looking over my shoulder at perfect Meghan, and waved. We reached the mini bar where we got a few drinks and went on a hunt for Libby. When I found her, she had on a princess tiara and a sash. She. Was. Trashed.
"Oh my god! My girlfriend!" She wailed, plowing through everyone to get to me. She nearly knocked me down; thankfully Josh caught me. "I missed you so much why'd you leave?" Is she crying?
I smiled up at Josh, but he was just smiling as always. "I missed you too, but it was for the best!" I wiped her tears away and wrapped my arm around her waist to make her steady. "Anyway Libb – this is Josh!"
She gasped and flew onto him, wrapping her arms around him for a hug. He laughed and raised an eyebrow at me before patting her back. "Nice to meet you too."
"I'm so sorry," I said, pulling Libby back to my side. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I've heard so much about you," Libby completely ignored me. "You make Juliet so happy!" My cheeks were getting a little red. I was nervous what else she would say. "And she loves you so much."
"Good because I love her just as much," he told Libby while looking directly at me. She 'awww'ed for a moment and then put her head on my shoulder. She took a few whiffs of me and I know she smelt the weed.
"You dirty Dan!" She slapped my arm, which made my drink slosh all down my arm. "I'm sorry!" She tried wiping the drink of with her hand.
"Its okay, Lib! Where's David?" I asked, hoping that Josh wasn't getting annoyed. I knew he wouldn't because one, he's stoned and two, he's the most understanding guy in the world.
"I'm gonna go find him!" She was as excited as a three year old getting a lollipop. Sighing, I fell into Josh's side.
"She's exhausting," I told him, kissing his perfect jaw.
"You're a good friend, babe." His hand was rubbing my lower back. I couldn't help but smile and kiss his perfect lips. There was a fire out back behind the house with a few cars parked around it for music. I'm glad I ended up parking halfway on her lawn anyway.
Josh was sitting on the bumper of the car, getting to know Libby's future husband as I caught up with some old friends.
"So how did you even meet?" One of them asks. It was the friend of one of my best friends.
"Her cousin in Jennifer Lawrence, duh." Annie rolled her eyes and went back to talking to me. "So like, how long have you been together?"
I thought back to the night Josh and I sat in the dark after the power went out. It was when he had first gotten Driver, when I first realized that he was the opposite of Michael. "About 5 months."
"That's almost half a year!" I just laughed at her and looked back at my beautiful boyfriend. "You're so lucky. He's such a gentlemen."
"He really is." I smiled and walked over to the boys who were talking to each other. Josh's eyes met mine and his bright smile lit up the whole party.
"David just said we can crash here for the night, so I decided to get a little too drunk."
"Is that why you haven't stood up in at least an hour?" I asked, sitting next to him.
"Juliet, you chose yourself a winner. He said he'd even teach me to long board!" David was truly excited. He stood up and threw an arm around my shoulder. "You two can stay in the guest house tonight."
"Thank you," I replied to my best friend's future husband. He went off after a few minutes and found some of his buddies. I nuzzled up to Josh's side and asked if he wanted to smoke. Of course we went to the side of the house and lit up.
"I feel bad for left handed people," Josh said randomly. I raised an eyebrow at him and he continued. "I just think it's unfair that when they right, the ink smudges on their hand." I couldn't help but laugh at how cute he sounded.
"Babe, I'm left handed."
"No you're not," he laughed.
"Why would I lie to you?" I laughed back as we started to walk into the house. "How could you not notice?"
"I don't know babe! I always notice these things when I'm stoned."
I laughed and turned to stop him. "Like what?" He clenched his jaw and grabbed my ass, pulled me close against his body.
"How fine your ass really is," he whispered in my ear, lips against my neck. I bit my lip and shoved him away, but pulled him to where I thought the guest room would be.
Hell it just had to be a room with a lock.