Well, what do you want to do...
Characters: Josh Cornfoot and Gigi Pritchard
Authors: leigh_lamb and kate_lamb
Date Set: 2037 (Josh & Gigi are 24)
Rating: Adult
Summary: After lunching with his mum, Josh and Gigi spend the afternoon together.
Gigi said goodbye to Mrs. Cornfoot, politely telling her how nice it was to see her again before lingering in the background as Josh and his mother said their goodbyes. She was being presumptuous, but after their little rendezvous in Australia turned out so well, Gigi figured it would be a shame to waste a second opportunity.
Once the tall blonde woman had disappeared from view, she moved back to her one time lover’s side and patted him on the bum. “So, shall we test the structural integrity of my place or yours?”
Josh quirked a brow at her, lips curling upwards in a small smirk. “You think after that little show you put on with my mum that you deserve a thorough structural inspection?”
“You think that was a show? Baby, you’ve been living far too sheltered a life,” she quipped in return. With a little shrug, she turned away and started to walk up the street. “If you’re not interested, though...”
“Never said I wasn’t,” he called after her, taking the opportunity to watch her pert arse as she walked away. And the life he led was anything but sheltered, but he generally didn’t dangle his sex life in front of his mother.
Stopping in her tracks, Gigi turned to him again, hands on her hips. She was a straightforward girl most of the time and she was very much interested in another romp with Josh Cornfoot. What she was not particularly interested in was a game of cat and mouse. “You haven’t said you are either. Now, I fully intend to have an orgasm this afternoon,” she said, not caring a whit about the stares and whispers her little announcement caused, “and you’re welcome to help me out with that, but if you’d rather not, then I’ll just be on my way so I can take care of business on my own.”
If possible, his brow rose even higher at her little pronouncement and the whispers it elicited. Crossing the distance between them, he reached for her, letting large hand rest on her slim hips.
“Then let me be clear,” he murmured, leaning in low to brush his lips over her ear. “I am very interested, and unless you’d care to spend the night in the lock-up because we violated seventeen public decency laws, I suggest we retire back to my place. After all, I know how you love a good view.”
“That’s much better. I would love to see the view from your flat. And the view of what’s in it,” she purred, fingers sliding just beneath the hem of his shirt to dance across the skin there. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll even get a chance to study my arse a little more closely. You do seem to find it often enough with your eyes.”
“And my lips and my hands,” he murmured suggestively, trailing one hand across the small of her back to cup the roundness of said arse. “Ready?”
Gripping him a bit more firmly so as not to be splinched, Gigi’s lips curled upward. “Always.”
With a wry grin, Josh pulled her tight and Apparated them away.
They reappeared in the bright, spacious living room of Josh’s flat. He quite liked it, for a place to stay on a semi-permanent basis. The location- right between Battersea and Chelsea- was far enough out of the city proper as not to be right on top of everyone he knew, and he liked the river view.
Gigi looked out over the city outskirts and down at the water below. It was much different than his other house, of course, but still very striking. Hands braced against the glass, she peered straight down, a smiled creeping across her face. “It is a very nice view.”
“Thought you might like it,” he said, remembering the last time he’d seen her body in such proximity to a plate of glass.
Reaching behind her, the little brunette slowly drew down the zip on her dress, then let it slip from her body to puddle on the floor, leaving her in a pair of very tiny silk knickers and matching cobalt blue bra. She peeked over her shoulder. “And what do you think of the view?”
His blue eyes darkened when she slipped out of her dress, revealing creamy skin his hands and lips knew all too well. Crossing the room to her, he let his hands slide over her hips, one ghosting over her stomach so he could trace the edge of her silky knickers.
“It’s quite spectacular, if I do say,” he murmured in her ear, sliding his other hand up to cup a breast.
A soft sigh passed Gigi’s lips as Josh’s warm hand covered her, and she leaned backward into the lean and solid muscles of his chest. Her heels were high, but he still towered over her. She liked that about him, liked knowing he could manhandle her easily if he wanted to, could take her if he chose, but that he wouldn’t unless she wanted it. Merlin, did she want it.
His lips curled in a small, satisfied smirk at her little sigh. He quite liked the sounds she made when pleasured; the breathy moans, gasps, and sighs all served to fuel his own desire. He wondered, in an idle sort of way, how many times he could make her scream before they parted ways. It would be a very pleasureful bit of research.
Slipping one hand beneath her silk knickers, he traced the tip of one long finger over her center. She was already wet, aching for him, but it was too much fun to tease. He gave her nub an experimental flick.
Rocking into the touch, Gigi didn’t hold back the frustrated moan when the tease was gone as quickly as it had come. “Josh,” she breathed, rolling her head back to brush her lips to his neck and nip lightly at his skin. She wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted to ask for, she just knew she needed more of him. His touch, his heat, the feelings she knew he could bring to her.
“Gigi,” he murmured, ducking his head down to brush his lips against hers. His finger slipped into her center, slowly slipping in and out as he pressed his thumb down against her sensitive bundle of nerves, taking her slowly and sweetly with his fingers.
Her eyes closed, teeth digging into her lip as her hips moved in time with Josh’s seeking fingers. It felt good, so good, and yet also not enough. As he caressed her from the inside, teasing her most delicate places with talented fingers, she could feel her desire rising. “Gods, Josh, I want you.”
“Oh good, I was hoping I hadn’t misread the signals,” he teased dryly against her lips. With a bit of reluctance, he withdrew his fingers from her pliant body, turning her to face him.
Gigi raised a brow. “Are you planning on doing stand up comedy or fucking me senseless?”
“The latter,” he murmured, gripping her waist to hoist her up his body. “Definitely the latter.”
As she wrapped her legs around his middle, content to let him take her to whatever spot he chose to carry out this plan, Gigi nibbled and sucked on Josh’s neck, pressing her teeth into the juncture where it met his shoulder. “I’m so glad we’re on the same page, because I plan to fuck you until neither of us can move.”
“That’s quite an endeavor, sweetheart,” he said, kneading her arse as he carried her into the bedroom. Wrapping his fingers around the flimsy side of her knickers, he ripped them away as he deposited her onto the soft mattress. She looked positively wanton like this, spread out over his bed in just her bra.
“I set my sights high,” she returned, rolling onto her stomach and climbing onto all fours to wiggle her little bum at him. “Everything still meet your approval?” She was teasing a bit, but turnabout was fair play, and really, she fully intended to make it worth his trouble.
Josh’s hands moved to his belt, pushing his trousers and boxers down. She was wet and waiting for him, that much was evident, and his arousal strained against his belly as he crawled onto the bed behind her.
“That and more,” he murmured, lining his hips up so he could sink into her waiting heat.
Relief washed over her as Josh’s length impaled her, pulling a long, deep moan from her throat. It was like nothing else, joining with someone this way, nothing but pleasure as motive, and Josh had proven himself quite capable of giving her what she needed. As she rocked back to meet every thrust, Gigi reached between her legs to find her center.
He slid his hands over her smooth back, unfastening her bra so that he could free her bouncing breasts. One hand cupped a small globe, strumming his thumb over the peak as his other batted her hand away from her body. He wanted to be the one to make her cry out, only him.
Gigi aimed a pouty look over her shoulder only to have it transformed into cries of pleasure as Josh pounded into her all the harder. The point was made, he didn’t need her help to draw screams from her lips. He’d get her there all on his own. Her muscles contracted around him, a retaliatory act, but truthfully Gigi was thrilled by his determination and skill. Josh had no intention of leaving her behind.
Josh gave a loud, ragged groan as his hips pounded into her taut arse. She felt just as good as he remembered; wet, tight, needy for him. He had every intention of making her come over and over again, seeing those legs spread, watching her breasts bounce as he fucked her.
Tension curled ever tighter in her belly, the feel of him moving inside her, the sound of their bodies coming together, it all built until she teetered on the brink of blessed release. Her voice rose higher, louder, unintelligible words of encouragement spilling from her lips. Almost there.
Fitting his body tightly against hers, his hand teased her swollen little nub as his hips continued to snap against hers. He could feel her tense around him, walls pulsing as she hovered on the brink.
Pressing down on her bundle of nerves with his thumb, he rasped, “Come.”
His name echoed off the walls as Gigi obeyed his command, her muscles clamping around him as if she might never let him go. Given the way he could play her body like an instrument, it was an appealing thought.
The sensation of her pulsating around him was too much, and it was with a ragged groan that Josh came, falling behind her as he thrust his finish into her. Gigi Pritchard was a talented fucktress; one he was hoping might be around for a bit. He could get used to these kind of shags on a regular basis.
As Josh separated from her, both of them still breathing heavily, Gigi slowly rolled to her back. Raising a hand, she beckoned him to join her. “Lay with me, love. I feel like a bit of a snog before I ask you to do that again.”
Josh snorted. He was sated and tired; not a good combination when factored in with jetlag. Still, he didn’t know if he’d get the opportunity to play her body again, so sleeping could wait. Shucking his shirt quickly, he tossed it beside the bed and slid over her petite body, trailing kisses up her chest as he did.
Wriggling under his touch, Gigi sighed at the slide of skin on skin, the heat of his lips as they moved over her. When Josh reached her mouth, slim fingers curled into his hair as she kissed him deeply, their tongues engaged in a lazy dance. She knew some men found her too forward, but that was how she weeded out the ones who weren’t worth the time. Josh was definitely worth the effort she put in to securing a pleasurable afternoon.
“I trust that orgasm was up to standards?” he murmured, lips twitching in a smirk against hers.
“Was I too quiet?” she asked with a soft laugh. “I’m fairly certain even your neighbors know how good my orgasm was.”
“Nah, the wards are equipped with silencing charms,” Josh replied, brushing his lips against hers softly.
Nipping his lip, the look she gave him was sensual. “So, you’re telling me that no matter how loud I screamed, no one could hear me? That’s a bit ominous. Makes me wonder what kind of kinky shite you get up to, Joshua.”
“Too bad a gentleman never reveals his kinks until after the third date,” he said, returning her look with one of his own.
“Well...,” Gigi began, nuzzling the strong line of his jaw, “if we consider the trip to the apothecary a date, this is our third.”
“Sadly, I do not. Call me old fashioned,” he murmured, hands sliding down to her hips. “What do you say we remedy that? Let me take you out.”
She was a little surprised. Not that she was opposed to going out with Josh, Gigi was sure he’d be every bit as charming as he had been on their first. She just hadn’t expected more than a good time to come from their recent reacquaintance. “Alright. When?”
“Erm, next Tuesday?” That would give him enough time to take care of his meetings, let his friends and family know he was home and alive, and catch up on his sleep.
Mentally running through her schedule, Gigi nodded slowly. “I’m free before two or after seven. Gabe doesn’t do early morning practices. Or morning, really. Shall I leave you to anticipate now? You look like you could use a nap.”
“Thought you said you were wanting to do that again,” Josh chuckled softly. “And let’s say after seven; I have a lunch appointment that day.”
“I do want to,” she said, shifting to cradle him between her thighs. “I just don’t want to break you. You look positively tuckered out.”
His lips curled as one hand slipped up to cup a breast. “Love, it takes a little more than some jet lag to break me.”
Rocking her hips just to feel his hardness skim across her slick folds, she smiled. “In that case, I think you should definitely fuck me again.”
Smirk morphing into a grin, Josh thrust into her, revelling in the way her eyes widened and she sighed in desire. “That, love, I can do.”
Authors: leigh_lamb and kate_lamb
Date Set: 2037 (Josh & Gigi are 24)
Rating: Adult
Summary: After lunching with his mum, Josh and Gigi spend the afternoon together.
Gigi said goodbye to Mrs. Cornfoot, politely telling her how nice it was to see her again before lingering in the background as Josh and his mother said their goodbyes. She was being presumptuous, but after their little rendezvous in Australia turned out so well, Gigi figured it would be a shame to waste a second opportunity.
Once the tall blonde woman had disappeared from view, she moved back to her one time lover’s side and patted him on the bum. “So, shall we test the structural integrity of my place or yours?”
Josh quirked a brow at her, lips curling upwards in a small smirk. “You think after that little show you put on with my mum that you deserve a thorough structural inspection?”
“You think that was a show? Baby, you’ve been living far too sheltered a life,” she quipped in return. With a little shrug, she turned away and started to walk up the street. “If you’re not interested, though...”
“Never said I wasn’t,” he called after her, taking the opportunity to watch her pert arse as she walked away. And the life he led was anything but sheltered, but he generally didn’t dangle his sex life in front of his mother.
Stopping in her tracks, Gigi turned to him again, hands on her hips. She was a straightforward girl most of the time and she was very much interested in another romp with Josh Cornfoot. What she was not particularly interested in was a game of cat and mouse. “You haven’t said you are either. Now, I fully intend to have an orgasm this afternoon,” she said, not caring a whit about the stares and whispers her little announcement caused, “and you’re welcome to help me out with that, but if you’d rather not, then I’ll just be on my way so I can take care of business on my own.”
If possible, his brow rose even higher at her little pronouncement and the whispers it elicited. Crossing the distance between them, he reached for her, letting large hand rest on her slim hips.
“Then let me be clear,” he murmured, leaning in low to brush his lips over her ear. “I am very interested, and unless you’d care to spend the night in the lock-up because we violated seventeen public decency laws, I suggest we retire back to my place. After all, I know how you love a good view.”
“That’s much better. I would love to see the view from your flat. And the view of what’s in it,” she purred, fingers sliding just beneath the hem of his shirt to dance across the skin there. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll even get a chance to study my arse a little more closely. You do seem to find it often enough with your eyes.”
“And my lips and my hands,” he murmured suggestively, trailing one hand across the small of her back to cup the roundness of said arse. “Ready?”
Gripping him a bit more firmly so as not to be splinched, Gigi’s lips curled upward. “Always.”
With a wry grin, Josh pulled her tight and Apparated them away.
They reappeared in the bright, spacious living room of Josh’s flat. He quite liked it, for a place to stay on a semi-permanent basis. The location- right between Battersea and Chelsea- was far enough out of the city proper as not to be right on top of everyone he knew, and he liked the river view.
Gigi looked out over the city outskirts and down at the water below. It was much different than his other house, of course, but still very striking. Hands braced against the glass, she peered straight down, a smiled creeping across her face. “It is a very nice view.”
“Thought you might like it,” he said, remembering the last time he’d seen her body in such proximity to a plate of glass.
Reaching behind her, the little brunette slowly drew down the zip on her dress, then let it slip from her body to puddle on the floor, leaving her in a pair of very tiny silk knickers and matching cobalt blue bra. She peeked over her shoulder. “And what do you think of the view?”
His blue eyes darkened when she slipped out of her dress, revealing creamy skin his hands and lips knew all too well. Crossing the room to her, he let his hands slide over her hips, one ghosting over her stomach so he could trace the edge of her silky knickers.
“It’s quite spectacular, if I do say,” he murmured in her ear, sliding his other hand up to cup a breast.
A soft sigh passed Gigi’s lips as Josh’s warm hand covered her, and she leaned backward into the lean and solid muscles of his chest. Her heels were high, but he still towered over her. She liked that about him, liked knowing he could manhandle her easily if he wanted to, could take her if he chose, but that he wouldn’t unless she wanted it. Merlin, did she want it.
His lips curled in a small, satisfied smirk at her little sigh. He quite liked the sounds she made when pleasured; the breathy moans, gasps, and sighs all served to fuel his own desire. He wondered, in an idle sort of way, how many times he could make her scream before they parted ways. It would be a very pleasureful bit of research.
Slipping one hand beneath her silk knickers, he traced the tip of one long finger over her center. She was already wet, aching for him, but it was too much fun to tease. He gave her nub an experimental flick.
Rocking into the touch, Gigi didn’t hold back the frustrated moan when the tease was gone as quickly as it had come. “Josh,” she breathed, rolling her head back to brush her lips to his neck and nip lightly at his skin. She wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted to ask for, she just knew she needed more of him. His touch, his heat, the feelings she knew he could bring to her.
“Gigi,” he murmured, ducking his head down to brush his lips against hers. His finger slipped into her center, slowly slipping in and out as he pressed his thumb down against her sensitive bundle of nerves, taking her slowly and sweetly with his fingers.
Her eyes closed, teeth digging into her lip as her hips moved in time with Josh’s seeking fingers. It felt good, so good, and yet also not enough. As he caressed her from the inside, teasing her most delicate places with talented fingers, she could feel her desire rising. “Gods, Josh, I want you.”
“Oh good, I was hoping I hadn’t misread the signals,” he teased dryly against her lips. With a bit of reluctance, he withdrew his fingers from her pliant body, turning her to face him.
Gigi raised a brow. “Are you planning on doing stand up comedy or fucking me senseless?”
“The latter,” he murmured, gripping her waist to hoist her up his body. “Definitely the latter.”
As she wrapped her legs around his middle, content to let him take her to whatever spot he chose to carry out this plan, Gigi nibbled and sucked on Josh’s neck, pressing her teeth into the juncture where it met his shoulder. “I’m so glad we’re on the same page, because I plan to fuck you until neither of us can move.”
“That’s quite an endeavor, sweetheart,” he said, kneading her arse as he carried her into the bedroom. Wrapping his fingers around the flimsy side of her knickers, he ripped them away as he deposited her onto the soft mattress. She looked positively wanton like this, spread out over his bed in just her bra.
“I set my sights high,” she returned, rolling onto her stomach and climbing onto all fours to wiggle her little bum at him. “Everything still meet your approval?” She was teasing a bit, but turnabout was fair play, and really, she fully intended to make it worth his trouble.
Josh’s hands moved to his belt, pushing his trousers and boxers down. She was wet and waiting for him, that much was evident, and his arousal strained against his belly as he crawled onto the bed behind her.
“That and more,” he murmured, lining his hips up so he could sink into her waiting heat.
Relief washed over her as Josh’s length impaled her, pulling a long, deep moan from her throat. It was like nothing else, joining with someone this way, nothing but pleasure as motive, and Josh had proven himself quite capable of giving her what she needed. As she rocked back to meet every thrust, Gigi reached between her legs to find her center.
He slid his hands over her smooth back, unfastening her bra so that he could free her bouncing breasts. One hand cupped a small globe, strumming his thumb over the peak as his other batted her hand away from her body. He wanted to be the one to make her cry out, only him.
Gigi aimed a pouty look over her shoulder only to have it transformed into cries of pleasure as Josh pounded into her all the harder. The point was made, he didn’t need her help to draw screams from her lips. He’d get her there all on his own. Her muscles contracted around him, a retaliatory act, but truthfully Gigi was thrilled by his determination and skill. Josh had no intention of leaving her behind.
Josh gave a loud, ragged groan as his hips pounded into her taut arse. She felt just as good as he remembered; wet, tight, needy for him. He had every intention of making her come over and over again, seeing those legs spread, watching her breasts bounce as he fucked her.
Tension curled ever tighter in her belly, the feel of him moving inside her, the sound of their bodies coming together, it all built until she teetered on the brink of blessed release. Her voice rose higher, louder, unintelligible words of encouragement spilling from her lips. Almost there.
Fitting his body tightly against hers, his hand teased her swollen little nub as his hips continued to snap against hers. He could feel her tense around him, walls pulsing as she hovered on the brink.
Pressing down on her bundle of nerves with his thumb, he rasped, “Come.”
His name echoed off the walls as Gigi obeyed his command, her muscles clamping around him as if she might never let him go. Given the way he could play her body like an instrument, it was an appealing thought.
The sensation of her pulsating around him was too much, and it was with a ragged groan that Josh came, falling behind her as he thrust his finish into her. Gigi Pritchard was a talented fucktress; one he was hoping might be around for a bit. He could get used to these kind of shags on a regular basis.
As Josh separated from her, both of them still breathing heavily, Gigi slowly rolled to her back. Raising a hand, she beckoned him to join her. “Lay with me, love. I feel like a bit of a snog before I ask you to do that again.”
Josh snorted. He was sated and tired; not a good combination when factored in with jetlag. Still, he didn’t know if he’d get the opportunity to play her body again, so sleeping could wait. Shucking his shirt quickly, he tossed it beside the bed and slid over her petite body, trailing kisses up her chest as he did.
Wriggling under his touch, Gigi sighed at the slide of skin on skin, the heat of his lips as they moved over her. When Josh reached her mouth, slim fingers curled into his hair as she kissed him deeply, their tongues engaged in a lazy dance. She knew some men found her too forward, but that was how she weeded out the ones who weren’t worth the time. Josh was definitely worth the effort she put in to securing a pleasurable afternoon.
“I trust that orgasm was up to standards?” he murmured, lips twitching in a smirk against hers.
“Was I too quiet?” she asked with a soft laugh. “I’m fairly certain even your neighbors know how good my orgasm was.”
“Nah, the wards are equipped with silencing charms,” Josh replied, brushing his lips against hers softly.
Nipping his lip, the look she gave him was sensual. “So, you’re telling me that no matter how loud I screamed, no one could hear me? That’s a bit ominous. Makes me wonder what kind of kinky shite you get up to, Joshua.”
“Too bad a gentleman never reveals his kinks until after the third date,” he said, returning her look with one of his own.
“Well...,” Gigi began, nuzzling the strong line of his jaw, “if we consider the trip to the apothecary a date, this is our third.”
“Sadly, I do not. Call me old fashioned,” he murmured, hands sliding down to her hips. “What do you say we remedy that? Let me take you out.”
She was a little surprised. Not that she was opposed to going out with Josh, Gigi was sure he’d be every bit as charming as he had been on their first. She just hadn’t expected more than a good time to come from their recent reacquaintance. “Alright. When?”
“Erm, next Tuesday?” That would give him enough time to take care of his meetings, let his friends and family know he was home and alive, and catch up on his sleep.
Mentally running through her schedule, Gigi nodded slowly. “I’m free before two or after seven. Gabe doesn’t do early morning practices. Or morning, really. Shall I leave you to anticipate now? You look like you could use a nap.”
“Thought you said you were wanting to do that again,” Josh chuckled softly. “And let’s say after seven; I have a lunch appointment that day.”
“I do want to,” she said, shifting to cradle him between her thighs. “I just don’t want to break you. You look positively tuckered out.”
His lips curled as one hand slipped up to cup a breast. “Love, it takes a little more than some jet lag to break me.”
Rocking her hips just to feel his hardness skim across her slick folds, she smiled. “In that case, I think you should definitely fuck me again.”
Smirk morphing into a grin, Josh thrust into her, revelling in the way her eyes widened and she sighed in desire. “That, love, I can do.”