Page 16 of Stanton Unconditional

He kisses me gently. “So.…” he steps back to scan my face.

He wants to know what was said between his mother and me.

Guilt fills my stomach … I can do this. “We are calling a truce, for your sake, Joshua. Only because we both love you.”

His eyes light up and he smiles warmly. “Thank you.… I really appreciate you doing this for me.” He bends and kisses my neck. “I will make it up to you, Presh. It will be well worth your while.” He grabs my behind and grinds me forward onto him.

My eyes close instinctively. “That’s great, big boy, but stop.

We are in a hospital. No fun for you until we get home,” I smirk.

He sits on the chair and pulls me onto his lap.

“I’m hungry for you,” he whispers darkly. I smile. God, me

too actually. The little two pumps I got yesterday have only heightened my need for a long hard sex session.

“Patience, baby.… later.” I smile into the top of his head.

“Prick tease,” he whispers into my neck.

“Baby, I am going to tease that prick until you’re crying with want. You have no idea.” I gently run my tongue through his lips and pull back to smirk at him.

“There’s my beautiful slut. I’ve missed that filthy mouth of yours, Natasha.” His eyes darken as they drop to my lips.

Just him calling me beautiful slut awakens memories that send a throb of arousal to my center. “Well, I’ve missed that beautiful strong tongue of yours, so we are even,” I whisper.

“If you are trying to get yourself fucked you are going the right way about it.” He licks my neck.

My eyes close as I feel my legs start to open by themselves. Mmm, I need to be fucked…hard. “It’s working then,” I whisper.

He pats the bed next to him. “Come and lie with me.”

“How did your session go with the rehab guy?” I ask to try and change the subject.

He shrugs his shoulders. “Embarrassing. I felt like a junkie.” “To them you are,” I reply.

He nods and flops onto his back. “I hate that I have done this. How could I have been so stupid?”

I nod and my eyes tear up. “Josh, what if you had died…it would have killed me. I wouldn’t have been able to go on. How could you be so selfish?”

He kisses my forehead as he pulls me tightly into his arms.

“I know, Presh. I’m so sorry. I swear I didn’t mean it. I was

watching the movie of us on repeat all weekend.”

I frown in horror. “What, the porno?”

He smiles and nods. “Yeah, you look smoking hot by the

way.” He kisses my forehead again. I bring my hand up to my face in embarrassment. What must I look like?

“And then what happened?” I ask.

He blows out a breath. “I was down on myself for letting you down.”

I turn to look at him. “How have you let me down, Josh?”