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"Um," said Josh.

His head was whirling. What had he been thinking? What had Aly thought? And most of all, why had Brian chosen that particular moment to enter the office. He avoided Aly's gaze as he stepped away.

"Yeah, something like that."

Brian nodded, then his gaze turned to Aly. Despite himself, he did a double-take. Josh couldn't find it in his heart to blame. Brian wasn't a lech like Walt -as far as Josh knew, he was happily married, and he certainly intended nothing creepy. But Aly's face and form simply had an irresistible effect on the heterosexual male. Brian cleared his throat, trying to recover.

"Uhh, hi, I'm Brian, I wonder if you could... "

Josh was still avoiding Aly's eyes.

"Well, I'll let you get back to work," he said, sounding unusually strained. He hesitated.

"But... we should hang out. Soon. This weekend?"

 

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Aly sort-of-maybe-a-little-bit wanted to kill Brian.

That wasn't fair. She knew that. But really, did he have to pick that particular moment to walk in?

Josh looked utterly embarrassed, and seemed like he was in a hurry to escape. Aly didn't blame him, even if she did wish he didn't look quite so disturbed by the idea of kissing her...

Brian was saying something, something about her helping him...

"Huh?" Very eloquent, Aly. She smiled and tried again. "Yeah, sure." She motioned for him to come over and walked back around her desk. Before he arrived, Josh leaned over and, in an almost conspiratorial whisper, asked her to hang out with him. Her whole face lit up. She couldn't help it. Brian saw it, and gave Josh a look, like he was starting to figure out just what he had interrupted.

"Sure!" Aly agreed, her smile more genuine now. "If you want, send me your address. You supply the location, I'll bring the pizza?" It was another one of their old habits. One would go to the ither's house to hang out, and the visitor always brought a deluxe pizza. These days, Aly thought she might bring some beer, too. She'd have offered up her place, but it was still mostly boxes.

Josh left, apparently pleased with that plan, and Aly went to work on Brian's network troubles. If she thought she was distracted before...

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Aly and Josh spent the week in each other's company at work as much as possible. They kept visiting each other over lunch, talking over IM, and generally socializing do every chance they got. But they never once brought up that moment in the office. For Aly, it was too embarrassing, and she was still waffling a little about whether she wanted that kind of relationship with Josh. It wasn't that she didn't want him - she did. A lot. She just couldn't get rid of that nagging fear that she was going to end up dumped in 6 weeks like all the others. She knew she shouldn't be afraid of that. She knew their long friendship probably meant it would be different with her... but fears aren't always rational, so fear she did.

Of course, when she walked up to Josh's door on Saturday afternoon, she was thinking of little but how excited she was. She'd dressed more casually than she did at work - tight-fitting jeans that hugged her curves, a v-neck t-shirt that showed off a little more cleavage than usual, and a zip-up hoodie. Comfortable, but also sexy. She couldn't help it. She really, really liked the way Josh had been looking at her recently.

Two pizza boxes balanced on one hand, and a six-pack of beer in the other, she knocked on the door, practically bouncing up and down in her excitement to spend the day with her best friend.

 

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They still hadn't discussed the almost-kiss. Although maybe it was just Josh's imagination but it seemed as though over the last few days, Aly had almost intentionally seemed to entice his gaze. She had leaned over conference tables, exposing a breathtaking glimpse of cleavage; she had slowly bent down to retrieve errant pencils, lifting a pert, toned ass invitingly into the air; she had streeetched slowly, arms in the air, her generous breasts jiggling on her slender frame and the athletic flexibility of her body revealed. She still continued to blush deliciously whenever she noticed him looking but she didn't look at all unhappy about it -and she didn't stop adopting her provocative poses around him.

Perhaps she was still unaware of her body's power, or on a mission to try and make Josh be the one who blushed for once. Either way, Josh had found it impossible to get Aly out of his mind. He had thought about little other than their evening together all afternoon.

When the doorbell of his apartment rang, he leapt up to get it. He was wearing his usual casual weekend dress -an old T-shirt and jeans, although Josh's muscular form and smouldering blue eyes somehow always conveyed the impression that he was wearing exactly what he needed. Dressed he was now, he could have strode into a formal-dress meeting and dominated the room.

He studied Aly, standing outside and grinning at him, pizza on one hand and beer dangling from another. It could have been almost any weekend of their schooldays -except now Aly was a stylish, sexy blonde vixen wearing the kind of revealing clothing, greedily hugging her body, that had to have turned male heads all the way she'd come. Josh grinned back at her.

"Aly! Come on in."

He wanted to hug her -well, he wanted to do a lot of things to her, if he was honest, but a hug would be a start, but the pizza blocked him. He relieved her of them and led the way into the living room.

"I hope you still like B-movies," he said with a gesture at the row of lurid, cheap-looking DVDs laid out on the table for her perusal.

One of their traditions had been B-Movie Night, a solemn celebration of the trashiest films they could find in bargain bins across town. Josh had devoted his morning to finding the best/worst examples he could find -among them, a steamy exploitation thiller about an all-woman prison, and an absurdly low-budget horror film about an alien invasion.

 

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Aly kept her grin all the way into he living room. She couldn't properly express how happy she was to be here. It wouldn't have been strictly accurate to call it excitement; it was more subdued than that. It was like she'd come home, like she was finally back where she was supposed to be.

She ignored the DVDs at first, instead trailing Josh into the kitchen. The moment he put the pizza down, she threw her arms around him, apparently ignoring the fact that his back was to her, and hugged him from behind. After probably squeezing most of the air from his lungs (and crushing her chest against his back), she let go of him and smiled. "Sorry. I just missed you is all," she told him, blushing a bit despite her grin.

Eventually, she found her way over to the table full of DVDs while Josh got out plates for the pizza. She looked over them for a moment and then began to laugh, picking up the one about the women's prison. She was already blushing before she opened her mouth, but she was determined to get some kind of reaction from him, so she poked her head back into the kitchen and held up the DVD. "Are you sure this isn't just softcore porn?"

 

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"How dare you?" Josh asked. "It's a thoughtful and socially responsible look at our overcrowded prison system."

The DVD's tattered cover showed a busty blonde woman embracing a brunette against the backdrop of a shower. Josh looked slyly at Aly.

"Is that your choice? Think you can get through the whole thing without blushing? Or even five minutes without blushing?"

He laid the plates holding slices of pizza on the arms of the couch and sat down, his eyes daring Aly to put the DVD in. In theory, he should be avoiding such a risque choice for the first evening in too long with an old friend. As cheesy as the presentation of this movie might be, Josh was already feeling definitely aroused from the contact Aly's breasts had made against his back during her surprise hug -Caged Beauties would only intensify matters. But Aly had never backed down from even an implicit dare and neither had he.

 

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She hadn't actually wanted to watch basically-softcore-porn with Josh. He wouldn't know it, but she kind of enjoyed watching girl-on-girl... And with how she was feeling about Josh, this wasn't going to make things any easier. But he's presented it as a dare, so now she had to. And she had to admit, she was a little excited at the idea. Her mind went back to that almost-kiss... If he really wanted that, was this exactly the sort of thing to encourage those kinds of feelings? Watching something like this with him sitting on the same couch. Yeah. That was pretty hot.

She bent down, making sure to wiggle her ass at him a little, and put the disk into the player. Then she bounced back to the couch and grabbed her pizza. She leaned towards him, a fake pout on her face. "Will you hold my hand if it gets too scary?" She used to be a huge scaredy cat when it came to horror films when they were younger. Josh used to want to watch them anyway, and she'd always ended up holding on to him in some manner or another.

 

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Josh had to struggle to maintain his composure as Aly bent down over the DVD player, a frisky quiver running through her sweet, shapely ass, showed off to magnificent advantage in her tight jeans. Now that surely had to be intentional... didn't it?

Aly returned to the couch.

"Will you hold my hand if it gets too scary?" she asked breathily, her eyes wide and wondering behind her glasses. Josh grinned. He recalled times in the past when Aly would shriek and hide her face in his lap at particularly terrifying moments. Of course, if she did that right now, she'd discover a rapidly forming erection.

"Don't worry, little lady," he said in a theatrically gruff voice. "I'll be here to protect you."

The credits of the film started. Over a thunderous electronic score, the names and titles of long-forgotten Hollywood hacks and part-timers showed over images of attractive female prisoners, exercising in the yard, showering or smouldering at the camera from behind bars.

 

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Josh had been right. Aly was going to bear a permanent blush for the entire length of the film. The women were all slightly ridiculous looking. She knew they'd be quite pretty normally, but the movie was what it was, so most of them bore over-the-top makeup that bordered on clownish. Still, that's what made it particularly amusing, so Aly settled down and crossed her legs, her thigh bumping against Josh's. She shifted and was going to apologize, but it seemed like he hadn't noticed, so she returned her leg to where it was, secretly enjoying the contact probably a little more than she should have.

She dug into the pizza, and the two of them spent the next little while making comments under their breaths about the quality of the film. Aly took to imitating one of the stars: her voice always sounded a bit too breathy and silly. At one point, she actually used the same line as the actress herself, at the same time; a testament to how very predicable the movie was. That, of course, led to a long bout of laughter between them that ended just as the film was starting to get properly steamy.

Two of the inmates - indeed the two prettiest ones, in Aly's opinion, had snuck off to some empty room or another. One was clearly the seducer of the pair, touching and encouraging the other. Soon they were kissing, and, after another moment, the seducer started gently pulling off her partner's shirt.

Aly felt heat growing between her legs. She was kind of a sucker for this stuff. Her face was hot with a blush and she kept glancing at Josh out of the corner of her eye. Was it bad that this cheesy movie was getting her going like this? Was he feeling it too?

 

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The shy girl protested unconvincingly but her bolder friend ignored her, slipping her shirt over her shoulders. Josh was very aware of how aroused he suddenly was. It was not simply the scene itself, but the fact that he was watching it with his beautiful friend Aly -there was something at once taboo and yet oddly right about how it felt.

He glanced at Aly, realising that since the scene began neither of them had cracked any jokes. Aly's face had heated up even more, and her breath was coming in quick pants while she shifted restlessly in her seat. Josh felt a wave of remorse -was this scene making his friend uncomfortable? He should have been more sensitive.

Then an alternate possibility occured to him. Was Aly, perhaps, as turned on as he was? The thought was thrilling.

A musical sting interrupted the synth-heavy soundtrack, and the camera panned to a third woman, identified earlier in the film as the prison psycho, creeping towards the two lovers with a shiv in her hand.

"Too scary for ya?" Josh asked lightly. It was a way to gauge Aly's real feelings. If the film really was bothering her, it provided an excuse to turn it off without things getting awkward. And, of course, if she wanted to keep watching, she had been provided with an excuse to creep into his arms -a thought that suddenly made Josh very, very happy.

 

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Aly started at the sound of Josh's voice. She'd been engrossed in her own thoughts (admittedly, about him) and his question pulled her rather abruptly out of her reverie. She blinked at him for a moment. Scary? Was he kidding? She was feeling a lot of things, but scared wasn't one of them.

But then... why did she get the feeling he knew that? They were close, almost as close as they had been the day they'd nearly kissed. She couldn't help but recall it, and the fact that the look in his eyes had been similar then, too. She knew Josh was capable of giving women looks that alone could make them wet. She just wasn't used to them being directed at her.

She grinned, trying (and failing) to keep her mischief out of the expression. "Not yet," she said, shuffling toward him. She got close enough that he didn't have much choice other than to put his arm around her shoulders while she leaned into his side while she slipped her own arm around his waist. Then she took her free hand and laced her fingers with his on the hand hanging off her shoulder. Her blush had grown even deeper, and part of her had started wondering if maybe she was pushing too much, but she was too far gone to back down now. "But, um, just in case?" she explained lamely, her voice coming out far softer than she had intended.

 

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The soft gasps and purrs from the movie were starting to reach a crescendo. What did Aly sound like in bed? Josh thought she was probably a screamer, a wonderfully lusty, open-throater moaner and yowler. He was so conscious of her scent, of her warmth, of the feel of her body so close to his. He wanted more. Her voice had become soft, infused with a sultry heat that even she seemed taken aback by.

"I think you'll feel even safer on my lap," said Josh, his voice husky with need. Suiting actions to words, he swept her up effortlessly, placing her shapely ass squarely down on his lap, and crossing his arms under her breasts. She had to feel the massive length of his erection his pants, now pressed against her buttocks.

 

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Aly was still processing what Josh had said when he grabbed her and pulled her up onto his lap. She yelped in surprise, leaning into him for balance.

She froze once she was settled in place, her mind focused on the feeling of his erection pressed against her ass and his breath warm against her neck. "J-Josh?" Her voice was thready, and she sounded clearly aroused. She shifted her hips once, a subconscious movement to settle herself more comfortably against him, but she realized immediately that she'd ground herself against his erection, and stopped. His arms tightened around her.

Licking her lips nervously, Aly turned her head slowly to look at him. Of course, given their position, that meant they were immediately nose to nose. Her gaze immediately fell to his lips. They were very close, and they looked so temptingly soft...

Kissing him struck her like a bad idea. She didn't know what he intended by bringing her into his lap like this. It hadn't yet occurred to her that she was the reason for his erection. She had kind of assume it was from the particularly steamy scene. But, despite her misgivings she found herself closing the distance between them. Her breaths were coming more and more shallowly, and her eyes slid shut in the moment before their lips met in a very tentative kiss.

 

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"J-Josh?"

Aly's voice had a deep-down husky, quavering quality to it, a kind of throbbing, undeniable desire that Josh had never heard in the voice of any woman who wasn't wet and hot with arousal. She shifted in place, grinding herself against the iron-hard rod of his erection in the process.

It was too much. When Aly dipped forward, her breaths coming quick and shallow and her eyes closing, Josh met her lips with his own. Their kiss was at first sweet, tender -almost innocent. But it was fanning the flames inside Josh. Relishing the taste of her sensitive, full lips, he pressed forward, a hand against her back keeping her steady, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, taking full possession of the embrace. He was no longer aware of anything much beyond his own wild desire.

 

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Crazy as it was, Aly had felt truly uncertain about Josh's intentions when she kissed him. The idea that he thought of her only as a friend was a deep one, and it had been difficult to consider anything else, no matter how obvious. Until he took control of the kiss.

His tongue slipped easily into her mouth and he held her tighter against him, which allowed him to press harder into the kiss. Aly gave a small gasp and immediately started returning the kiss. Their position was less than ideal, more intended for the continued watching of the movie than for anything as intimate as this, so she turned herself around - more slowly and admittedly more awkwardly than she could have, but she was loathe to break their kiss to make it easier.

Regardless, she ended up still in his lap, but facing him, straddling his thighs with her arms sliding around his neck, still kissing him fervently.

 

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It was as though Aly needed his kisses more than oxygen. She was leaning into him, straddling him, kissing him with a kind of passion and urgency that could only be developed over years of secret longing and desire. Josh had never felt anything like it before. He kissed her hungrily, desperately -relishing her total surrender of herself, demanding and receiving more and more.

He reluctantly tore his mouth from Aly's, leaving her lips swollen and her eyes wide, but it was only to unzip her hoodie and slide her T-shirt over her head. He was eager to feast his eyes on the sumptuous feminine treasures he had been trying to avoid admiring all week.

 

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Aly would have wondered if something was wrong, the way Josh had pulled away so suddenly from her kisses marked a return to sanity and a return to her secretly pining after him. Except, the same instant his mouth tore away from hers, leaving her panting and already wanting more, his hands were on her torso, first unzipping her hoodie and practically tearing it away from her body, then sliding his hands up her skin under her t-shirt, leaving a burning trail as he lifted it off over her head.

Her breasts bounced slightly in her bra as they came free of her shirt, and his gaze dropped to them immediately, his blue eyes cloudy and dark with lust. Aly's heart skipped a beat at the intensity of the desire she saw in them, and she realized for the first time that he actually wanted her as much as she wanted him. They were drowning in this desire together. A soft sound of desire escaped Aly's throat in response to that look, and before Josh could make another move, she swept one of her hands up behind her and unclasped her bra.

It fell into Aly's lap between them, immediately forgotten in the face of her breasts finally revealed before him. Her skin was as soft and pale as it was everywhere else, broken only in the center by rose-coloured areolas and small, rapidly hardening nipples. There was a moment's pause where both of them seemed somewhat shocked by what had just happened, and where neither seemed entirely certain of what to do next. Aly was the one who broke it, this time, grasping Josh's wrists gently and guiding his hands to her chest.

 

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A quiet whimper left Aly's lips, a soft feminine sound that predated words, a primal expression of desire. And her hands went to her back and a moment later, her magnificent breasts were tumbling free.

Josh gazed at them with awe. Two huge, flawless creamy globes, as soft and ripely rounded as they were firm, perky and buoyant, each capped with rosy areolas and small, quivering nipples. A distant and muted part of Josh was still wondering where the hell they had come from. He could still remember when his playmate's upper chest had possessed just a couple of shallow rises. She was still as slender as she had been back then, making her wonderful cleavage all the more prodigiously noticeable.

For a moment, Josh was reverentially still but then he felt the soft pressure of Aly's slim fingers around his wrists, gently guiding his hands upwards and placing them on her breasts.

The glorious shock of that contact was all that it took Josh's instincts to take over. His hands were hard but they could be extraordinarily tender and sensitive on such occasions -and never before had even he been so devoted to, so in tune with a partner's pleasure. It was as though a master sculptor had been granted a block of impossibly pure, glowing white marble to sculpt and shape according to his desires.

Josh slowly caressed Aly's breasts, rolling them together, enjoying the silky soft feel of them under his probing fingers. He let his fingertips run in gentle spirals around the areolas, getting the feel for her pleasures, for her most sensitive areas. Unable to resist, he dipped his head forward to lick at the rosy pink nipples, first one, then the other.

The scene on the TV, the cause of it all, played behind Aly's back but neither of them was paying any attention any more.

 

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Aly's eyes fluttered shut as Josh started kneading and massaging her breasts. His hands were so warm that the contrast between his touch and the surrounding air sent a ripple of goosebumps over her skin. She could feel the slightest of callouses on his palms and fingers - she wasn't sure what they were from, but they felt wonderful; rough, not enough to hurt or feel uncomfortable but rather the perfect sensation of gentle friction on her skin. She bit her lip to contain a moan.

His touch was almost methodical, seeking out her greatest pleasures so quickly that she couldn't imagine a touch more arousing than this. Her head fell back and she gasped as his fingers spiraled over her areolas, leaving a path of fire over her skin. With her eyes closed, she hadn't realized what he planned next until she felt his warm, wet tongue dart out over her hardened nipples. She hadn't expected the sensation to be so powerful. How could a single touch - even one so intimate - have such an effect on her? It threw her off-balance, made worse by the fact that her back was arched slightly toward him, and her head was still thrown back in pleasure. That shock of sensation sent a wave of desire through her so powerfully that she couldn't feel anything else for a moment, including her own sense of balance, and nearly tumbled backwards off his lap.

Thankfully, however, Josh's attentions were focused so intently on her that it would have been impossible for him to miss the sudden shift in her center of mass. He caught her easily, pulling her hard against his chest, and Aly found herself staring directly into his eyes. Her aroused blush brightened as she realized her own clumsiness and she offered him a sheepish smile. It occurred to her, for a split second, that this was going to change everything between them. Everything had already changed. Even if they wanted to go back to what they had been before, they had already passed the point of no return. Perhaps that should have scared her. She was faintly aware that people often spoke about how they feared losing their friends to these sorts of passions. But Aly felt nothing like that at all. Sitting there, staring into his eyes, she saw nothing that gave her any reason to fear. She saw, clearly and most immediately, a deep lust that perfectly reflected her own - a desire so powerful it threatened to suffocate them if they did not give into it completely. But beyond that, and more than that, she saw something else, something nameless and primal that spoke of their absolute devotion to each other. Lust could be sated - perhaps not easily, not when it was this powerful - but this nameless thing could not. He would never stop wanting her, nor she him. It fed her lust, like oil poured on a fire.

Whatever it was that had held them, looking into each other's eyes like that, broke after a moment, and Aly's lips crashed into his while her hands started tugging on his shirt. She wanted her skin against his. The thin cotton that was separating them felt suddenly like a great offense to her, one that had to be removed immediately. In that sudden frenzy, she nearly tore it trying to get it off of him as quickly as possible, and seriously considered doing so on purpose once she realized she'd have to stop kissing him to get it the rest of the way up off his head. The noise she made in response was nearly a growl, but she eventually found the will to tear her lips from his for only a moment, while his shirt came up over his head. The moment it was gone, she pulled herself hard against him, crushing her chest against his and returning her mouth to his.

 

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A noise somewhere between a moan and a growl came from deep in Aly's throat as she pulled at Josh's T-shirt, striving to lift or just tear it by force from his body, so much did she want to feel his naked skin against hers.

Driven by the same roaring flames of lust, Josh quickly lifted the shirt over his head. Aly gave a little cry of relief and threw herself back against Josh, her warm soft lips seeking out his once again.

The feel of Aly's massive, firm yet soft breasts pressed against Josh's unyieldingly hard and toned chest was extraordinary, blissful -but the wild, unrestrained passion of Aly's kiss was just as wonderful. It was as though they had always known on some level that this was what they wanted, as though their bodies were designed to bring one another the maximum amount of pleasure possible. Josh's head was swimming, white lightning crackling through his veins. He couldn't believe how good Aly's kiss alone made him feel... then he thought about how her juicy, tight pussy might feel, about the things that limber young body would be capable of.

The tattered shreds of reason fled. Josh's hands dug below Aly's beltline and grabbed the tender, round panty-clad ass underneath -relishing the wonderful, firm consistency to it. He pushed her even closer to him, his mouth like a devouring flame on hers.

 

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Aly whimpered, her body burning in response to Josh's hands grasping her firm ass. She loved the feeling of his skin pressed hard against hers, of her hardened nipples scraping against his chest, of his strong hands holding her hips hard against his.

She could feel his erection straining against his jeans. It was pressing up against her crotch, her pussy heating and soaking through her panties. She moaned into his mouth and started grinding as best she could against his erection, already resenting the presence of two layers of denim between them. "Josh," she gasped, tearing her mouth from his to catch her breath. She ended up staring into his eyes, panting, her gaze smoldering. "Take me to bed."

 

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"Take me to bed."

Aly spoke in a kittenish, sexy whisper that sent magic cool shivers up and down Josh's spine. Her eyes were ablaze with pure lust, lust that only he could satisfy. He had on his lap the most wanton, the most beautiful, the most loyal and the most sex-crazed girl he'd ever known, which was to say she was Aly.

He stood up, effortlessly scooping her up in his arms and letting her wrap her slender, jean-clad legs around his waist. His hands were on her perfect ass, her huge breasts pressed against his chest. She was shifting restlessly already, doing everything she could to increase the friction between her legs. Josh knew her pussy must be soaking in its juices. He could see in her shining eyes just how impatient she was for this.

He moved forward, at the same time kissing the line of her jaw, tasting her, feeling the softness of her body. Soon, he'd climbed the stairs and pushed the door open to the bedroom with his foot, depositing Aly gently on the bed and stepping back to admire.

She was a ravishing sight to behold. Her lips were swollen and glistening from their passionate exchange of kisses, her huge breasts were heaving, their nipples hard and firm with her arousal, her blonde hair wantonly strewn across bare slender shoulders.

"So beautiful... " he whispered.

 

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So beautiful...

A signature blush swept across Aly's features, and she was struck with the absurd desire to cover her breasts with her arms. Why was it that his worshipful expression and his complimentary words made her feel so vulnerable? She felt pinned to the bed by his gaze, and she supposed it had to be all of her old self-consciousness rising to the surface again. Even if she'd bloomed, it was difficult to forget that many years of no confidence.

But this was Josh. All she had to do was meet his gaze, and all of her fears melted away. He would never judge her. His loyalty to her had always been bafflingly absolute. If he said she was beautiful, he meant it. She had no reason to feel ashamed of anything.

So instead of crossing her arms, she ran them down her trim stomach, reaching playfully for the button of her jeans, an impish smile playing across her lips. Her expression seemed to dare him to join her, to help her, to replace her fingers with his as she deftly unbuttoned her jeans and worked down her fly.

 

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Aly looked panicked for a second, her gorgeous features flushing. She tensed for a moment and then all of a sudden, as her eyes met his, all her anxiety seemed to melt away and a playful smile lit her face up. Josh smiled back.

Not letting his gaze leave her face, his eyes glowing with lust, he leant forward and quickly and efficiently undid her fly, peeling her pants from her toned, slender legs, taking the opportunity to caress her firm, panty-clad ass as he did so.

"God, your breasts are... incredible," he whispered. He buried his head between them, licking and sucking with delight on the extraordinary, huge feminine bounty of Aly's breasts, relishing the firm and silky smooth skin beneath his greedy, plundering tongue.

He slowly began to kiss his way down her nude body, lavishing kisses on the warm soft skin.

"We should have done this so long ago... " he whispered.

 

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God, your breasts are... incredible

Aly was going to respond, but then his mouth was on her chest, leaving a hot trail of kisses over her tender skin, and her breath was stolen away. She fell back onto the bed, throwing her arms out to the sides and grasping at the sheets while Josh's warm lips blazed a trail over her skin.

"J..." She had to stop and gather her breath. It was difficult to speak, and getting more difficult the further his lips wandered down her body. "Josh," she gasped her hips lifting off the bed in a slow, sensuous motion, her body begging for him to sate the ache that was starting to grow fiercer between her legs. "Josh, please." Trembling fingers wove into his hair, pressing gently down on his head, both seeking to keep his lips in contact with her burning skin and to guide him down towards her dampening pussy.