“I still draw you.”
“Oh, really? Then where is the painting?”
“In my bedroom.”
“So, you have sex with other women with my painting on your wall?”
“I’ve never brought another woman to my wife’s home.”
My lips twisted. “Yeah, . . . okay.”
“You think I’d lie to you?”
“No offense, but you’ve lied before.”
“Touché. But I wouldn’t lie to you about that.”
I squinted at him. “You know, I never asked you if you were seeing anyone. I probably should have asked you that in the beginning.”
“Why would you ask when you know the answer already?”
“No, I don’tknowanything. There’s no way a fine man like you is single.”
“Contrary to what you believe, I have been single since you left me. Do I fuck other women? Of course. I have needs, and that’s all these women supply for me. Do I court them and show them love? Absolutely not. The only love they receive from me comes in the form of USD currency.”
“Shame.”
“It’s the truth. I was coming back for what’s rightfully mine.”
I stared at him as he gave me his eyes in return. Just staring into those sexy brown eyes with those lashes made me want to call Liam right now and tell him to kick rocks. However, I couldn’t do that to him. He didn’t deserve my disloyalty, and I shouldn’t even be in Emery’s home right now. I had already disrespected him by having sex with Emery in the first place. I felt like shit, but I couldn’t deny the love I had for Emery that I locked away a long time ago was now resurfacing.
Emery walked up to me, pulling me into him, then placing soft kisses on my neck. I wanted to stop him. I needed to stop him, but my heart and the sensation flowing through myveins had me leaning my neck to the side and allowing him access. When his lips brushed against the corner of my mouth, I attacked them, pushing my tongue between the folds of his lips. From that moment, we kissed with so much passion I felt my body heat as he roughly lifted my skirt and ripped the center of my bodysuit.
“Emery,” I whisper-moaned. His lips trailed to the length of my neck, and he lifted me, sitting me on the desk against the nearest wall.
“Me and your pussy ain’t had a conversation in a long time. I need to hear that special sound she used to make for daddy.” He placed my feet on the table and spread my knees. I felt like I was about to get a pap smear as I felt him using the head of his dick, swirling it around on my clitoris. My neck fell slack, and my mouth opened as I felt the tingle course through my abdomen to my pussy.
“Emery,” I called out again, trying not to cum too fast. “Stop teasing me.”
“You want patience but don’t have any. How that work, Yum?” His voice dripped with sensuality and had my nipples painfully erect. I moaned while he continued to tease me until I felt him push inside of me, and I gasped.
Shit.
I didn’t remember the dick being this big and good. I mean, he’d always had a healthy size, but I didn’t remember it feeling like he was stretching me, aside from my first time with him.
His big palm grabbed my neck as he toyed with my nipples and pounded into me.
“Shit. Fuck. Shit. Damn!” I yelled out. When he squeezed my neck, I felt myself releasing all over him.
“Mmmhmm. I hear you talking, baby. I miss you too.” He pushed my left knee up to my ear and began slowly windinginside of me. My groin stirred deliciously, and I could feel myself about to cum again.
“Emerrryyyy! Oh, fuuuckkk!” I cried out as my floodgates opened once again. He leaned forward, capturing my lips, and my palms went to his face, trying to inhale his soul like Shang Tsung from Mortal Kombat.
“I love it when she talk that shit to me, love,” he whispered, gently biting my bottom lip then swirling his tongue in my mouth. “Fuck yeah, Yummy! Patience ain’t no virtue with me, mamas. I need my pussy whenever I want this motherfucka. Say yes, baby.”
“Yes, baby! Yes, fucking yes!”
“Good girl. Damn, you so fucking pretty, Yum Yum. Give me one more before I put this baby in you.”
