Page 133 of Stanton Unconditional

“Sshh, gentle baby,” he whispers as he tries to calm me. “We have to be quiet.”

“I can’t be quiet. Fuck me,” I whisper.

He smiles into my neck. “There’s my beautiful slut, I’ve missed her.” He kisses me again and starts to move. “Baby, I won’t last, it’s been too long,” he whispers, but I am way past worrying about his orgasm because mine is here already. I cry out and lurch forward as the orgasm rips through me. He quickly puts his hand over my mouth and I giggle into it. He closes his eyes and with one, two, three strong pumps his orgasm gently takes him over. Never have you seen anything so beautiful as Joshua Stanton orgasm. His eyes close and he shudders, his mouth opens slightly as he gasps for air.

We lie together panting. I can feel his heart beating in his chest heavily along with mine. We start to kiss passionately and the depth of feeling I have for this man once again moves me to tears.

He wipes my tear away with his thumb as he kisses me gently.

He rolls onto his back and drapes my body over his as he holds my hand. Our heartbeats are still going at a hectic pace. We both lie staring at the ceiling as we try and catch our breath.

“Tash,” he whispers.

“Yes,” I answer.

“Am I seeing this right? Do the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling spell Joshua?”

I giggle in embarrassment. “Maybe,” I whisper. “Everyone wants their name up in lights, right?”

He laughs. “You’re an idiot,” he whispers as he kisses my forehead. I sigh happily as I kiss his broad chest and start to relax.

“I fucking adore you,” he whispers, and I smile into his neck. Who would have thought at five in the morning on a Tuesday in my mother’s house under the veil of silence I would once again hear those much needed magical words from the beautiful Joshua Stanton?