This is the second part of a random story I started a few days ago and it takes off where the other left off. Enjoy!
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Britney had dosed a little while she waited, and was shocked when a hand tickled her hairline and forehead. She jerked awake and scuttled back on the couch in shock when she saw Josh in the dim light of the basement; she had found a dimmer-switch to ease the brightness of the room while she slept.
"Easy," he said. "It's me."
"I see that," she said, irritated that she slept so hard that she didn't hear him come in.
Then she saw him.
"Are you naked?"
"As promised."
"I didn't make you promise to be naked." Britney was still a little confused as her brain tried to wake up fully.
"This storm is shorter. I'll have to leave again soon." Josh stood and she got an eyeful of how ready he was for that repeat performance. Britney's eyes widened and Josh grinned, saying, "Come with me."
He held his hand out and she took it, letting him pull her up. Josh ran his finger under Britney's shirt and pulled, wordlessly stripping her down to her bra and panties. Britney was quivering with excitement since she knew what this man could do to her body and she started to back away from the hungry glint in his eye. He followed her movement with one of his own.
God bless dominant men.
In bed. She added, thinking if he tried to pull this dominance stuff with her in her work place she would have ended it right away. For the moment, however, she was keen to draw out the predator in him and she dashed for the stairs - which she had no intention of ascending.
Josh grabbed her around her waist and she screamed, inserting a giggle to let him know she was okay with roughhousing. He lifted her and headed to the wall at the base of the stairs. There, he spun her to face him and conquered her lips, her tongue, her breath.
Britney wasn't the type to say "Please sir, don't hurt me," but she did make a noise that was slightly victim-ish. Of course, she was kind-of kissing him back so she had to remind herself to let him take charge.
Oh boy. Taking charge... yeah... that was what he did alright.
Josh lifted one of Britney's legs and hooked his hand under her knee, pressing his hard shaft against the juncture between her legs. Only the thin - very thin - fabric of her panties kept them from touching skin to skin and she could feel the effect tingling in the small bundle of nerves getting teased.
"Mmmm... I've been hard for the last hour just thinking about you here." He kissed her earlobe. "Trapped in my basement." He kissed her other earlobe, sucking it between his teeth. "Defenseless as the storm raged." He kissed her mouth again, his tongue plunging between Britney's lips as she fought for control over the quakes her body kept making, to her embarrassment. "Anxious to be fucked," Josh finished with a flourish, His hand grasping one of her breasts in his large hand.
Oh, fuck this was good. Maybe she was anxious. She couldn't quit shaking and he was driving her crazy with his words and touches. It was because he didn't know her well enough. No man who really knew her would dare talk to Britney this way and the thought that Josh would made her wonder if she couldn't plan another visit to mommy and daddy soon.
Josh let her leg drop but it stayed in place, hooking around his waist. He used his hands to raise Britney's bra above her breasts, exposing her to the air and his mouth. His lips sucked in a hard nipple while his hand fondled the other, flicking the pink tip and pinching and pulling as his tongue worked in unison.
Britney wanted to clamp her legs shut but Josh had planted himself there very firmly and was even starting to rock a little at the contact. She had her hands braced on his shoulders, and as she watched him work her breasts, she couldn't help digging her fingers through his thick hair.
The benefit to being dominated in this way, it seemed, was being able to relax and let your partner do all the work. She hated the times she had to do all the work, but that was her. For Josh, doing all the work seemed to be driving him into a frenzy of pleasure. She would have to repay him.
Watching him, Britney realized she hadn't repaid Josh for all the "work" he had done earlier. That was rude of her, since she was a guest in his house after all. She grinned wickedly and dropped her leg from Josh's waist.
When he looked up from the breast he was feeding on, Britney turned that wicked grin on him and sank to her knees between him and the wall, taking him in her hand before he could step away or protest. It was convenient that he was already naked, so it made it easier to suck the tip of him into her mouth.
"Brit...ney... uhn... what are you... oh, fuck, your mouth feels good."
He caved easily.
Britney grinned around the swollen head, letting it pop out of her mouth before running her tongue down the based and back up to tease the tiny hole at the tip. She flicked her tongue, tasting the pre-cum that was already starting to bead at the top of Josh's shaft and grasped the hard length of him with her hand, letting it pump a few times before her lips closed around the head once more.
Josh groaned, cupping her head with his hand.
His sudden vulnerability at her decision to suck his cock let Britney know that his dominate side was simple bedroom play. Oh, God, did she ever want more of this. It was just enough to drive her wild. Made her want to do crazy things.
Britney couldn't deep-throat -- her gag reflex was too strong -- but she made up for it with other skills. She turned her head back and forth, twisting with her lips while her tongue roamed over Josh's cock, stroking, tickling, and tasting.
Her head suddenly dropped down, her mouth taking as much of him in as possible without choking. She gagged a little but withdrew, sucking as she pulled up then plunging back down again, repeating the action over and over until she settled into a steady bobbing motion.
Josh was having a hard time not pumping into her mouth; occasionally Britney could feel his hips thrust forward as she worked him. Grabbing his ass with her hands, she dug her fingers into the flesh of his cheeks and pulled him toward her until her head was pressed back against the wall. She then pushed a little at his hips and pulled him forward again.
It didn't take another push for Josh to understand; he leaned forward and moved his hips, fucking her mouth as she sucked and licked. A few times he went a little too far and she gagged, but he backed off each time before resuming. She may have been a little too good at what she was doing to do it in this position; she'd be deep-throating soon even if she didn't want to. It was driving Josh wild.
He finally pulled out, gasping, his body shuddering as he squeezed his eyes shut for... what... control? When he opened them again, he eyed her with even more hunger if that was possible. Josh grabbed her and threw her on the stairs, whipping her panties from her legs before spreading her knees with his hands and diving between her legs.
"Ungh...Josh...Oh!"
