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bluewatersfairy · 26 days ago

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a/n: this one is for my josh hart anons!! I love yous and your patience, I hope this is a perfect thanks. there will be more to come, he's so fun to write for.

synopsis: reader is unimpressed by Josh’s status and life style, and likes the idea that he’d be willing to do anything to have a little bit of her time

warnings: mature content, MINORS DNI! thigh riding, oral sex (fem/male receiving), titty fucking (idk what it's called or how to describe this in any other way). dom!reader, sub!josh if you squint and read between the lines.

word count: 4.5k (mind you, i wanted to keep going)

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Meeting Josh was one of those moments you didn’t really think twice about. He’d come by the vineyard you work at in search of a wine he’d heard chatter about online and amongst his friends. Despite being attractive and well dressed, he wasn’t anything less than those who frequently visited and asked questions about the wine your workplace produced.

He came no less than your usuals as well, but there had been a few times you’d caught his eyes wandering from the bottles presented by yourself and your colleagues. With commission on the line, you played into his interest and took more time with him, letting your hand linger on his a little longer than you typically would. You made sure to always look up at him and keep eye contact as much as humanly possible.

It all worked in your favour.

Josh always came straight to you and happily spent more than you made in a week during his visits. Seeing him started to give you the good type of butterflies that swarmed the deepest part of your stomach. You weren’t sure if you were excited to see him because you knew how it would affect your next pay, or if you actually just wanted to see him.

He cleared up those blurred lines one Thursday during the summer. He finally crossed the line and asked if you’d like to go out to dinner with him. With Josh, there was a clear pattern. He was never the first to ask or do anything as a client or customer, but he was the first you reacted to in the way you did. You accepted his invite without a second thought and very clearly wrote your number down in black ink.

That was some months ago now and your relationship, though undefined, had continued to blossom. Lavish dinners and quiet evenings on penthouse balconies with stunning views of the city were becoming your new norm. Yet still, Josh wasn’t exactly impressing you. He was well dressed and clearly lived a lifestyle most can only dream of, but he never really seemed to just be himself with you.

You were always hesitant with him. He always noticed.

The way you’d always take an extra second before letting your lips melt into his; how you only angle your legs towards him when you sit beside him before you eventually raise them to lay across his lap.

He never questioned it, afraid that one wrong word would send you out the door, but he spent many nights pondering over it. Turning over moments in his mind again and again, searching for an explanation that didn’t send him up the wall.

“Where do you live?” Josh’s words had cut through the comfortable silence that sat between the two of you. Your legs were lazily thrown across his lap, his hand gently caressing your bare calves while he eyed the hem of your dress - high on your thighs. “You never talk about it.”

“Well,” you smiled up at him, pulling your eyes away from the city lights for a moment, “you’ve never asked me before.”

He’d talked his way into being invited into your space from there – though it wasn’t much of an invite and more of him inserting himself into your weekend. For once, you didn’t mind though. You were going out of the city and having Josh tag along didn’t seem so awful. Plus, you were sure he was about to get down on his hands and knees to beg, and as much as that idea lit a fire in your stomach, it seemed unnecessary.

Quiet R&B flooded the air around you as you invited Josh outside of your family’s cabin to the hot tub that rarely got used. The night air was cool against your skin but the steam of the promising hot tub delighted you more than anything.

Josh’s eyes followed your figure as you sauntered in front of him. He could practically feel his mouth watering, picturing his hands rubbing down your thighs while his breath caressed your neck. He’d never seen you so bare, the bikini barely covering any of your skin. He wanted to put his mouth on all the places he’d never seen before and hear your moans fill the air.

“You’ll freeze if you don’t move faster,” you beckoned him from inside the tub. You were standing still but bent over to place the bottle of wine you’d selected for your night adventures on the side table. All the blood in Josh’s body had seemed to rush straight to his tip and he was barely steady as he journeyed to you quickly.

He sunk into the hot water, a relaxed sigh of relief pushed out of him as one of the jets blasted his back exactly where he needed it.

“God,” he all but moaned, “this is amazing.” he tilted his head back and closed his eyes as he let the feeling take over his body. You watched closely as his hands clasped into fists, his arms outstretched along the edge of the tub.

Sitting directly across from him, you’d never seen him in such a light. With his arms spread and his head tilted back in pure bliss, you felt a sudden rush of adrenaline. The images that flashed through your mind were nothing shy of explicit and sinister, but oh so intriguing. As a jet pushed into your own back, a familiar pulse awakened between your thighs.

“How long have you been coming here?” Josh asked softly as he tilted his chin down so he could look at you properly. His voice reflected the look of pure relaxation that splayed across his face and made you smile.

“Since I was little,” you answered, “it was always our escape out of the city.” He simply nodded his head in response and looked around.

You were completely secluded from the rest of the world, your closest neighbour was more than a 20 minute walk away. There was no pollution and you could see the stars perfectly. It was as peaceful as it was romantic.

“Is this enough for you?” you asked with your head tilted to the side and your eyes glancing over his relaxed figure again.

You were referencing an early conversation, about how Josh felt like he knew nothing about you, but he seemed to have missed that. Instead, he was looking at you confused – it was more of a blank stare into space than anything else. He shook his head no after a few moments and it made you smile – what a loaded question, you thought to yourself.

Carefully, you rose from your seat and moved to be between his spread thighs. You leant forward, bracing your hands on his knees and letting your face get closer to Josh’s.

“What do you want?” you teased with a smile and watched as his eyes closely examined your face. He leant forward too, his lips parting as his intentions became clear. He was trying to kiss you and that gave you a boost of confidence.

Your hand emerged from the hot water and pressed to his toned chest, pushing him back so there’s more space between your lips again. “Use your words,” you taunted.

“It’s not enough,” Josh answered obediently, more receptive to your demands than you would’ve assumed, “I want to know what you like.”

Your hands dragged over his shoulders and you lifted your body to straddle his lap with ease. His large hands immediately moved to your hips and gripped the ample flesh.

“I like this,” you spoke smoothly, your hands feeling on his shoulders and up his neck, “the simple things… control.”

You swore you saw a flash of excitement pass through Josh’s eyes as you spoke but as soon as it appeared, it was gone again. The two of you were growing hot, the atmosphere had quickly become heavy and full of need, but Josh made no move to react. He was waiting on you, he wanted to follow you and see what you’d show him.

When you leant into him again, your noses grazed one another before your lips parted with the intention of catching his. His mouth tasted like sweet wine and mixed with the smell of his cologne, he was intoxicating. You were pulled into each other, whether that was by his strong hands on your body and your arms wrapping around his body or pure magnetic energy. But once you were connected, it was like you could not be pulled apart.

You didn’t speak again until his lips trailed to your neck. He covered your neck in open-mouthed kisses with his tongue dragging over your sensitive points like he had a map to your body. Your hips reacted more than you cared to let them, rolling against him and your core all but screamed out Josh’s name.

“Tell me,” you broke the silence, “what would you do to get what you want?”

Your hand travelled up his neck, pushing him away from your neck as you bit back a moan of pure bliss. You kissed him deeply, suppressing the sounds you so badly wanted to let sing out. Your thumb stroked his jaw before you applied the slightest bit of pressure, the two of you parting just enough for Josh to speak.

“Anything,” Josh mumbled, “I would do anything.” His lips reattached to yours but in between kisses, he was repeatedly saying anything over and over again.

You had him where you wanted him, he was practically begging for you.

Somehow you guided him to ease out of the water to sit on the ledge of the hot tub with his back pressed against the wall. Your hands are still on his neck and shoulders, his lips attached to yours, while his own hands gripped at your hips, ass and thighs.

“I like when you beg,” you teased him as you broke away from him, visually assessing the situation.

“Come ‘ere,” Josh beckoned, “please.”

You raised yourself slightly but judging by the room on the ledge he’d perched himself on, it didn’t seem like there was enough room to do what you had in mind.

“You’re not going to be able to do all this on an edge,” you commented as you watched him reach up to his mouth. He licked the tip of his fingers and reached down to his crotch where a tent had pitched itself.

However, he didn’t address that situation. Instead he reached out and pulled you up so you were sitting with his thigh between yours. This time when he raised his fingers to his lips, he spat on them and then reached between your thighs to your sex.

Pulling your bottoms to the side, he was immediately met with a hot pool of arousal and he groaned at the feeling.

“What are you doing?” you asked, watching carefully before he spread your lips and mixed his spit with your sex. As it was so unexpected, your body jolted before melting into his fingers, and a sigh of relief left your lips.

Your arousal had brought a tight coil to the centre of your stomach and a haziness had fallen over your head. Your eyes moved between Josh’s hand and his face, watching his eyes as he drank you all in.

“You asked what I’m willing to do to get what I want,” Josh said as you locked eyes, his hand pulling away from your core and securing to your hip. “I have to earn it and I don’t take that lightly.”

Using his strong grip on your body, he rocked your hips against his thigh and that familiar sensation ran through your body.

“I wanna get you off in every way I can,” he said as he moved your hips again, your eyes locking together, “but I know you like being a tease.” He grinned and moved your hips against his thigh again but as he did so he slightly repositioned his leg so you had more friction. It felt incredible.

You kissed him, swallowing a moan as you felt yourself finding the rhythm he’d begun. The idea of getting off on Josh’s thigh had never crossed your mind, but it made you smile. Using him like an object simply built to please you unlocked something within you and you were more than willing to comply.

Quickly, you took over the actions Josh had started and let your hands fall all over him, embracing the idea of using him.

“Tell me,” you spoke through unsteady breaths as you looked up at him, “what do you want me to do to you? What do you think about when you think about me?”

“I think about you on top of me,” Josh spoke hesitantly at first, his eyes glancing between your heaving chest and your lips, “I want your tits in my face and all over me. I think about your lips all over my chest,” he paused, his grip tightening on your hips, “God, I think about your lips wrapped around my dick.”

“Oh baby,” you moaned with a slight stutter in your hips. You were reaching the point of annoyance with your grinding. You needed more, something to fill you up but he hadn’t told you enough yet.

“Keep talking,” you panted, your hands gripping on his shoulders as you started rocking your hips back and forth faster.

“I wanna get in your pretty pussy so badly. I think about how you taste all the time and how I just wanna live between your thighs and just eat it ‘til you pass out. I wanna make you scream my name and suffocate me with those thighs, baby,” he cut himself off as he groaned, his eyes squeezing shut, “I think about how tight you’d feel on top of my big dick. How good you’d feel riding on all these inches, gushing and creamin’ all over me.”

“You feel how wet this pussy is, J?” you teased as you pulled one of his hands off your hip and guided it to your centre, “you think you can earn this?”

Josh’s hand pushed your bottoms to the side with ease yet again and his thumb immediately searched for your clit.

“I’m going to earn it,” he replied, his thumb rolling over your clit, causing you to throw your head back, “I’m gonna make you cum over and over tonight.”

He watched as your eyes squeezed shut before his mouth attached to your neck again. He nuzzled his head down to your tits and started roughing kissing and biting at them. Your nipples were hard through your bikini and he teased them, licking and biting at them through the thin material.

It was like Josh knew that you needed more than just friction from grinding against his thigh. The more attention he paid to your body, the higher you felt. Hearing his words had put you in a blissful state, picturing what he was describing made you feel like you were being insatiable in your bed at night. Rubbing your clit and bucking your hips at nothing, chasing a high that didn’t seem to want to come.

His thumb rolling your clit over and over accompanied by his mouth sucking, kissing and biting any part of you he could get it on was what you needed. Your nails dragged down his abdomen, and gripped at his shoulders. Your moans echoed and with your head thrown back, Josh’s name spilled from your lips.

“I’m gonna cum Josh,” you pushed out with your back arched and your hips stuttering against his thigh. Your release hit right as Josh bit down on your neck and you became breathless, a silent moan pulling out of your chest.

You barely had a moment to fall into Josh before he had to sit you against the ledge of the hot tub, your legs in the water with your butt pushed against where he had just been sitting. Your bottoms were pulled off of you within a moment and he was back in the water with his hands pushing your thighs open.

“Oh fuck,” you purred as he spread your pussy open and pushed his tongue flat against you. Your head lulled back and your eyes trained to his face while he worked his mouth against you, licking and sucking to get every little taste of you possible.

“It’s everything you dreamt it would be, isn’t it?” you taunted him with a smile and a hand on top of his head. You lifted your hips and grinded against his mouth. His eyes widened a little but his tongue plunged into you deeper, accepting every part of you. He hummed in agreement, the vibrations making your hips buck up.

He grabbed at your ass, pulling your pussy onto his face more and you threw your head back.

“Oh god, I'm gonna cum again,” you called out in disbelief. “Yes, yes baby, you know how to use that tongue.” You spat out filthy words of affirmation until your words became nothing but explicits and loud moans of delight.

You gushed over Josh’s face, barely able to keep yourself stable. He looked very proud of himself, and when he finally removed his face from between your thighs he wiped his mouth off on the back of his hand and licked it off again.

“I couldn’t have dreamt that,” Josh mumbled before he attached his lips to yours. You grinned at the taste of you on his tongue and happily invited him in. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders as your mind raced.

Truthfully, you hadn’t planned on all this. Sure, you knew something was going to happen, but you weren’t expecting him to be so willing to just give you his everything. Though there was no other way to be.

A devious smile spread across your face as you pulled yourself off the ledge, grabbing Josh’s hand to pull him with you. You had an idea that you couldn’t wait to perform, you just had to find the right spot for it. It didn’t matter to you that the two of you were soaked from the hot tub, or the fact that it was freezing outside. You needed to get the two of you inside to a place you could get Josh horizontal.

“Where are we going?” Josh asked excitedly, his joy evident in the way he was clearly holding in a chuckle. He didn’t even know what you were thinking but he was turned on by the pure eagerness you had when grabbing him. As if his dick couldn’t get any harder.

You didn’t respond to him, but simply reached behind you to undo your bikini as you started up the stairs. You left the bikini to hang over the stairs rail and with the hand holding Josh’s, you brought it up to cup your right tit. When you reached the second floor, Josh pushed up to your back and let his other hand come up to grope your other tit.

“Oh my God,” he groaned, feeling both of them and their fullness, letting the warmth of them wrap around him.

Before he could fully process that you were entering your room, Josh had his trunks off and you were pushing him so he was sitting on the edge of your bed. You left him only for a moment to go into the bedside table to grab water-based lube.

“Lean back a little,” you smiled at Josh as you braced yourself in front of him. His hand was holding his long cock, gently stroking it. His tip was raging in a way you could only dream to see in person.

You squeezed some lube on your hand before reaching out to take over what his hand was doing. The sound that your first pump pulled out of Josh was what erotic dreams were made of. You were so glad he didn’t seem the type to keep it in, you wanted to hear him and all his filthy words loud and clear.

“Fuck,” he groaned as you gently played with his balls, “don’t play with me like this, no teasing. Please.”

He was putty in your hands, literally and figuratively and you were so excited to take full advantage of him. You carefully rose from your knees, your hand not leaving his cock, stroking him painfully slow. You caught his lips with your own and kissed him as you guided him to lay back on the bed.

“I wanna hear you, pretty boy,” you purred as you pulled back from his lips. “Can you do that for me?”

“Anything,” he panted with his eyes fixed on your figure. You climbed on top of him, straddling his legs around his knees.

You braced your hands on his hips and arched your back as you lowered your head so you were resting on his thigh, right by his cock. Your ass was raised in the air, giving him the perfect view.

“You look so fucking good,” he spoke lowly, his eyes trailing from your ass, down your back to your eyes, “I’m so fucking lucky.”

You grasped his cock at the base of his shaft and moved your lips so you could pepper a few kisses along the underside of his shaft. Josh let out a breathy moan and you smiled, before dragging your tongue over his shaft up to his tip. You spat on the tip, letting your saliva mix with his pre cum and used your hand to rub it down the top half of his dick.

“Please,” he begged, “I’m gonna cum already, don’t play.”

You grinned at his confession and without a second thought, you wrapped your lips around his tip and started bobbing your head on the top few inches while your hand jacked the bottom few. It was a lethal combo for Josh and he let you know it, practically yelling as his face scrunched up. It only took an odd minute for his hot cum to spurt into your mouth. It was erratic and fast, and your name fell from Josh’s lips over and over again mixed with explicits.

“You are a good boy, aren’t you?” you teased as you pulled off his cock, some of his cum still in your mouth and dripping from the side of your lips. “Look at me baby,” you cooed and when his eyes opened again to look at you, you opened your mouth wide to show him his load. You watched his eyes darken as you licked what had spilled over your lips back into your mouth and swallowed.

Surprisingly, Josh’s cock was still hard and standing at attention. It was surprising because you didn’t take Josh as someone who would have the drive to keep it going, even after blowing a load, but it was exactly what you wanted. Now it was time for a special treat for him.

You sat up a little and reached to the side to grab the lube again. You squirted some directly onto his cock and immediately used your hand to guide it down to his base. You pulled your hand away for a moment and sat up completely. Josh watched with worried eyes, as if he was expecting you to leave.

You smiled at him, your eyes meeting and raised your chest before squirting a good amount of lube over your tits. His mouth dropped open as he watched you massage your tits, spreading the lube around before pressing your tits together and shaking them for him.

“Holy fuck,” he groaned as he stared at your engorged nipples and admired how they looked covered in lube.

He repeated himself again as you leant forward so your tits were aligned with his dick. He was realising what you had in mind and it was as if nothing and everything was running through his mind all at once.

With his dick positioned between your tits, you used your hands to help you move them up and down his shaft, titty fucking him at a pace that seemed to drive him insane.

“It’s like you're in my mind,” he panted out, his hands gripping onto the sheets either side of him, and his heels digging into the bed. “I’ve always wanted this, ever since I first laid eyes on you- oh fuck.” he bit down on his bottom lip and watched you with a devilish tint.

“You’ve been thinking about this, huh?” you taunted him, “ever since you first saw me in that buttoned up blouse?” he could never take his eyes away from your chest for more than a few seconds whenever you wore it, it was like he was glued to your cleavage. Now you knew why.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” he panted out, “God, you feel amazing.”

“Come on baby boy,” you egged him on, “don’t you wanna come all over my tits?”

“Yes, fuck-” his thighs twitched under you, “I’m gonna cum again.”

Barely a moment later, his hot seed spurted out of his tip and painted a pearl necklace over your tits. His chest heaved and you watched as his entire body reacted to his ejaculation. You braced your hands on the bed beside him as his legs jerked and once the last of his seed had spurted out of him, you carefully sat up and let him admire the artwork he’d made.

“Holy shit,” he breathed out as he finally seemed to come back to his senses, “I’ve never come so much so quickly,” he almost laughed.

You smiled at him, feeling somewhat proud, before reaching over to your bedside table. You grabbed your phone and opened your front camera. You posed your tits so they were pressed together and took a photo, making sure the camera captured his cum all over you. Then you leant down again, your face back beside his cock and took another selfie, smiling and then another, with your mouth dragging along the underside of his shaft.

“You’re such a pretty boy,” you cooed as you started to get off of him, searching the room for something to wipe your chest with. You stroked his forehead gently before stepping away to get cleaned up.

You returned with a warm damp cloth, yourself all cleaned up, and wiped down his dick and thighs. Josh had sat up a bit, propped up on his elbow and watching you carefully. He was in a weird space, hazy and spaced out.

You climbed on top of him again, straddling his naked body before laying down with your head on his chest. “Relax, Josh,” you said before leaving little kisses on his chest, “you don’t need to think anymore, just rest.”

“Is it wrong I want more?” he asked after a few minutes of silence, his hands lazily stroking your back.

“There’s always tomorrow.”

“Good,” he said as you lifted your head slightly so your eyes could meet, “I wanna know what it feels like inside of you.”

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