AllFreeNovel
Share Us
She softly squeezes my hand. “So, what’s this about a surprise?” The light starts to burn back in her beautiful eyes, and I chuckle.
“I thought you hated surprises?” I joke.
“I do, but I need a distraction,” she says. “Unless you want to distract me another way?”
I press a soft kiss to her plump lips. “Should we go in?”
“Now,” I say, anxiety rising within my chest. “If you hate it, I can get rid of it, or I can change anything you want different.” I rest my hand on the doorknob, waiting for her to give me some glimpse of a reaction.
She finally smiles. “Andrew, whatever it is, I’m going to love it. I’ll love it because it’s from you.”
I nod, opening the rickety door. The lights are off, so I reach over, flicking the knob on the light switch. With the room now bathed in light, I watch Josie’s reaction. Her eyes adjust to the brightness, widening as she takes in the new addition to her workshop.
“Andrew…” She gasps. “You made that?”
I nod. She steps forward, reaching the edge of the piece. Her hand trails up and down the smooth wood surface. “I… I don’t know what to say.”
“Do you like it?” I ask, the nerves creeping in again. Her hand reaches up to cover her mouth.
She doesn’t speak at first, only nodding, her eyes filling with tears. “I love it,” she finally says. “I’ve never had anything like this before.”
“I started making it the day after our first date. I knew that even if for some reason things didn’t work out, I wanted you to have something for you to work on.” I gesture to it. “There is a drawer here,” I pull out the drawer to show her. “That you can use for scissors, wire cutters, ribbon, tape, or something else, and hooks here,” I point. “To hang things from.”
“This is incredible,” Josie swipes a tear from under her eye. “I’ll never be able to thank you enough for this, Andrew.”
“There’s something else,” I say. I grab her hips, lifting her to sit on the edge of the table. Her legs open, creating a spot for me to stand between. I rest my forehead against hers. “I was supposed to do this the day Gramps went to the hospital. Obviously, things didn’t go according to plan that day.”
She nods, her eyes still filled with tears.
“Josie, I love you. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone in my life. I think I knew it from the first moment I saw you, that you were meant to be mine.”
Josie sniffles, letting out a soft chuckle. “I love you too,” she says. “I love you so much, it’s crazy. I don’t think I’ve ever felt the way I do for anyone else in my life.” She sniffs again, and wipes her eyes.
“I still haven’t given you back your crocodile clip,” I murmur as I press my lips to hers.
Josie snorts. “Claw clip, honey. It’s a claw clip. You can keep it, just as long as I get to keep you.”
“Good luck keeping me away.” I kiss her again, this time, threading one hand into her hair, wrapping the other arm around her waist. Her legs tighten around my waist as she moans into my mouth. “What do you think, petals? Should we christen your new workstation?”
“Yes, please,” Josie breathlessly replies.
I kiss my way down her neck, untangling my hand from her hair to cup her breast. I lightly squeeze, loving the way she feels under my palm. She arches her back, letting a palm slap against the wood, holding her up.
Josie rocks her hips into my growing erection, moaning as she does. My lips are on her neck, tasting her skin, loving that this girl is mine, and nothing will change that.
“Andrew,” she gasps. “Off.” She yanks at my pants, and I oblige, kicking off my jeans, and throwing my shirt off across the room.
“Your turn,” I mutter between kisses. Her shirt is on the floor in an instant, and she leans back, lifting her hips for me to pull down her pants. Her light pink cotton underwear come with her pants, leaving her bare and ready for me. “Goddamn, babygirl.”
I drop to my knees, desperate to have her taste on my tongue. My tongue finds her clit, and I soak up the whimper my girl lets out. I glance up at her. She’s leaning back, her arms holding her up against the wood, legs wide open, giving me access to the feast that is her.
I groan into her cunt as I press two fingers into her tightness. She squeezes herself around my fingers, and my cock leaks, aching to be inside her. “Harder,” Josie says, her eyes falling closed, mouth open in a silent cry.
I do as she asks, fucking her with my fingers, harder, harder, harder. I curl my fingers upward, hitting a new angle. Josie screams, her body jerking. She tries to scoot away from the pleasure, but I don’t let her. My arm lays across her soft stomach, holding her down. “Andrew, I’m going to-” she cries, her words cut off. I don’t stop, my tongue on her clit while my fingers fuck in and out of her pussy.
A warm wetness gushes out of her, soaking my chin and chest. Holy fucking hell, did I make her squirt? I keep going, not stopping until she wiggles herself away from me. She’s gasping, sucking in huge gulps of air as her body comes down from the orgasm.
“Holy…” she mutters. “I’ve never done that before.”
