no strings attached - j.b

do not disturb

Sighting Phoebe fished for his phone and looked at the screen. "Zac." She almost moaned his name as Joe started to suck on her nipple. "I guess I better take this." Joe stated and grabbed his phone from Pheobe, clearly annoyed to be interrupted.

"I'll wait for you in your bedroom." Phoebe released her hand out of his shorts an placed a short kiss on his lips, before Joe went downstairs to return Zac's call.

Reaching his bedroom, Phoebe wasn't sure what to do until Joe would be back. She had been in here many times by now but never without him.

Her first intention was to let herself drop on his king-size bed and wait, but after a little while she got bored starring at the ceiling.

Phoebe lifted herself up, making her way over to the big window front. Even thought she could overlook the city from her apartment, Joe's view over the river never failed to amaze her.

Downstairs she could hear Joe still talking to Zac, so Phoebe took the opportunity, grabbed Joe's krusty krab hoodie that hung over the chair and made her way on the balcony.

She leaned with her arms on the balcony railing, breathing in the evening breeze. It was not long until she heard Joe almost running up the stairs.

She turned around to face him who appeared through his bedroom door. "Everything good?" She asked while he took the spot next to her. "Yeah, sorry for that." He apologised.

"Make it up to me, Burrow." Phoebe suggested, a big smirk on her lips, and broke away from the railing, placing herself in front of Joe. "Oh, I will" he grinned, placing his hands back on her hips. Joe pulled her in and placed his lips on hers. What started as an innocent kiss became quickly heated.

His hands wandered under the hoodie, making their way up towards her boobs. Phoebe's hand rested on his chest while her other arm, around his neck, pulled Joe closer.

Pushing himself off the railing Joe walked slowly towards the big window. He had a thing for pressing Phoebe towards something, trapping her between a wall and his body.

Meanwhile Phoebe moved her hand from his chest down towards the waistband, immediately letting her hand slip down his boxers. A moan escaped Joe's lips when he felt Phoebe's hand around his dick for the second time today.

He wanted nothing more than pull the hoodie off of Phoebe's body and let his lips reconnect with her nipples. "Let's move this back inside." He mumbled against her neck, biting his way around it.

"No." Phoebe grinned, increasing her movements in his boxers. Joe broke away from Phoebe, eyeing her confused. "No?" His hands slide down to her waist.

"Let us stay here." She tried to pull Joe in to connect their lips again, but he resisted. "So, we're not fucking?" He asked. Wasn't that the reason Phoebe was here?

"Oh, we are! But I was thinking we could give this beautiful balcony a use." She witnessed how Joe's eyes widened at the same time as his dick got a little bit harder.

Using the short momentum Joe was to stunned to speak, she turned them around getting down on her knees. His head dropped, his eyes on her.

"Phoebe?" Joe placed his hand under her chin, pressing her head up. Her hands played with his waistband, starting to pull it down. "What?" She looked him innocent in the eyes. "What are you doing?" He held onto his shorts, trying to stop Phoebe from pulling them down completely. "Relax, nobody can see us." she smirked.

Giving Joe no time to react, she pulled his shorts down to his ankles, his dick greeting her with tiny bounces in front of her lips. She let her left hand hover from his calf up to his hamstring while her other hand found her way up to his crotch.