S. K. Lessly's Book Excerpts

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   Josh leaned into me further and said without wavering his gaze, "You know I came here thinking we could hash this out. Maybe talk about this rationally, but I see that's not going to work.  You have this notion that you don't mean anything to me or that we're not together, and that's unacceptable."

 

   "Together? Are you serious?  We are not together," I replied.

 

   "Yes, we are."

 

   I shook my head, "Ah, no, we are not. God, even if we were, I called you, I don't know how many times, and you never responded. You don't do that to a person you are 'together' with."

 

    "I was working, Sweets."

 

    "I texted you and left you messages."

 

    "I was working," he repeated

 

    "So I guess that's okay then," I added

 

     Josh tilted his head to the side and said, "I apologized for it, haven't I?"

 

    "Huh? Unbelievable." I closed my eyes, trying to calm my breathing. I was trying to not react to how close he was to me.

 

     "I've missed you," he said, his voice getting lower.

 

     I opened my eyes just as his hands went to touch my face, but I moved my face out of his way. "You have a messed up way of showing it."

 

     "I'm sorry, Sweets."

 

     "Yeah? Well, I don't accept your apology," I added for good measure because I really needed him to move back. 

 

     I was losing control. "Why don't you just go now? Save us both the trouble."

 

     He shook his head and inched closer to me.

 

     "Can't do that," he said as his eyes fell to my lips.

 

     "Why?" I asked softly.

 

     "You know why."

 

     I turned my head. "I can't do this, Josh. You've moved on. Let me go so that I can do the same." Josh let go of my wrist and covered my face with both of his hands.

 

     "You are out of your f**king mind if you think for one second I'm ever letting you go."

 

     Patience seemed to have diminished to nothing as Josh then crashed his lips on mine. When his hand went into my hair and tugged, I gasped from the shock, and he took full advantage.  His tongue entered my mouth, and he deepened his kiss moving my body closer to his.  I tried my best not get into the kiss; really I did, but.... Holy s**t! The feeling that went through my body was something I couldn't control.

 

     Josh gripped my shirt, and, before I could protest, separated from my lips, yanked my shirt off, and then attached his lips back to mine, this time roaming my back and neck with his hands.

 

     Josh parted from our lips. The desire and wanton coming off him was palpable as he said to me, "You're mine. Do you hear me?"

 

     "Joshua... please just let me go," I breathed out.

 

     He shook his head. "I can't, Sweets. You're my obsession. Do you know what that means? I'd die without you."

 

     I shook my head, ready to protest, to say something, but the next thing he said to me literally took my breath away.

 

      "I'm in love with you, Sweets, and I know you're in love with me. Don't deny it. I can see it in your green eyes that you feel the same way."

 

    "You barely know me," I told him.

 

    "That's not true, baby. I know everything there is to know about you.  I know what makes you happy, what makes you smile and laugh.  I know what makes you blush, and I know exactly how to make you moan my name. That's all I need to know." He then crashed back into me, searing me with his words and soul.

 

     Our kiss from that moment turned into a sexually fueled frenzy.  I gripped his shirt tight in my fists, trying desperately to rip it off his body.  He took the hint, leaving my lips as he began to get rid of the offending material between us before he gratified my growing desires to get entangled in everything Joshua Cooper.

 

     "Oh Josh," I whispered to him, hands tangled in his hair, charging him it seems as he yanked down the front of my bra, pulling it from my body. He then leaned over and took one of my nipples in his mouth.

 

    "Josh...," I cried out as he lavished my breasts with skill, finesse, and a deep craving that made me throb with need.

 

     He lapped greedily as if he'd been starved for months and I was his only sustenance. I gripped his hair tight and directed him from breast to breast as he made sure not to show favoritism to just one of my swollen, wanting nipples.

 

     I wanted him I knew, and my body yearned for him, but could my heart take it afterward? I didn't kn-

 

     "Oh, God, Josh!" I cried out in desperation and need as I felt the throbbing sensation between my legs scream his name.

 

     "This body is mine, do you hear me? All of you; every single part of you belongs to me."

 

     He massaged and squeezed my breasts while he claimed them.  All I could do was moan, move and squirm as I tried not to lose it on my counter.

 

      Before I knew it, he brought his hands quickly to my shorts. He undid them, gripped the sides of my hips and yanked down so hard that all I could do was lift in order to stop myself from falling off the cold counter.

 

     Josh gave me no time to protest my position as he placed his hands on my bare ass and moved me parallel to the length of the counter.

 

     "Josh, wait...," I managed to say but didn't finish.  He suddenly shifted me, lifting my ass to his face, threw my legs over his shoulders and buried his face between my thighs.