no strings attached - j.b

watermelon sugar

❗️ TW: sex scenes, skip to the next chapter if you're uncomfortable reading it

It took what felt like an eternity until Joe's doorbell finally rang. For a while he had not even been sure whether Phoebe would really come. "Finally" he greeted her as he opened the door.

Immediately Phoebe entered, kicking the door shut behind her and wrapping her arms around Joe. "Sorry" she mumbled before placing her lips on his. "Had to wait a few minutes so it wouldn't be too suspicious. Luckily Trey went with me so no one will suspect" she explained as she blew kisses on his neck.

"Good" Joe grinned before running his hands up Phoebe's skirt. She moaned out, pressing her body against Joe and clawing into his hair as their lips reunited.

Phoebe pushed against Joe's shoulder, pressing herself further against him, signaling him to walk backwards. Turned on by Phoebe's haste, Joe put an arm around her waist, pulling her with him as he slowly walked backwards across the room, finally landing on the sofa.

Phoebe, who unlike Joe, had remained standing, bit her lower lip in excitement before slipping out of her skirt and sitting over Joe's lap. She groaned as her center brushed over his bulge in his pants and ran her hands under his shirt.

Joe's dick was getting harder with each passing moment, pressing against his jeans as Phoebe continued to grind on him. Her hands by now had pulled his shirt up to his chest and she smiled at him while moans kept coming from her lips.

But suddenly all the doubts of the last days came over Joe and his thoughts rolled over. He couldn't go on without clearing it up with Phoebe. However, when Phoebe started kissing his neck, he forgot about that thought for a few moments. It wasn't long, however, before it fought its way back into his head.

"Phoebe, stop" he pushed her head away from him. Phoebe looked at him in surprise. "What?" she asked, immediately stopping the movements with her hips. "Stop, please...I...we...I want to talk about something" Joe stuttered. Concentrating while Phoebe sat on his lap in a thong wasn't exactly easy.

Fortunately, Phoebe swung off him with a sigh and dropped down on the couch next to him. She crossed her legs as she folded her arms in front of her chest and eyed him critically. "You've been in such a weird mood all day. I thought it was because we hadn't hooked up for a few days. But apparently not, right?" she asked him.

Joe shook his head. "No, it's not because of that. I...I was thinking about last time. You know, the night I picked you up and we showered and after that...the thing with your robe belt" he started babbling.

"Yes, so? I can remember that. What about it?" Phoebe asked. "I-I was just wondering..." Joe took a deep breath and looked her straight in the eye. "Was I too...rough?"

Phoebe's eyes grew wide. "What, oh God, no. Not at all. So sure, it's....it was rough but...I...I like it" she confessed, nervously running her hand over the ponytail she still wore. "I like it when you put me in my place".

Joe had to grin. "Not many do, huh?" he winked at her. Phoebe shook her head, giggling, before climbing back onto Joe's lap and brushing a few strands off his forehead. "That's why I can't get enough of you" she whispered to him.

"I just thought that's why you didn't call. That you were intimidated by me" Joe admitted, stroking her back before grabbing her ass cheek. "Oh" Phoebe looked at him. "No, I was really just busy. Really. Don't worry about the other thing"

"I just need to know that you'll tell me to stop if I get too rough" Joe pinched her butt cheek, Phoebe moaned as she nodded. "I will. Promise."

"If you say stop, I'll stop right now. No questions asked, ok?" Joe leaned over and kissed her neck as Phoebe slowly began to grind over Joe's bump again. "Agreed" she groaned.