He chuckles.“Go ahead.It’s all for you.”
Slowly, carefully, I unbutton and unzip.I see immediately that he’s not wearing anything underneath.None of those boxer briefs I’ve been dreaming about for the last several weeks.
It’s just him.Hot satin stretched over a core of steel.Thick and long and springing free from the confines of his jeans.The head of his cock is huge.
I laugh, hardly believing what I’m seeing.
“I’m big.You’re small,” he says.“I don’t want to hurt you.”
I shake my head.“I won’t let you hurt me, Finn.This is only about pleasure.Always about pleasure, what I give to you and what you give to me.”
His eyes go dark and serious, and I see him nod.“I like the sound of that.”
“I’d like to start now, if that’s okay.”I pull his jeans all the way off his long, muscular legs and toss them aside.I crawl back up and balance myself on my elbows as I lower my lips to him.My hair falls like a curtain over his hips, but he gathers it all in one hand and holds it aside so he can watch me.
I hover over him and open my mouth, taking him between my lips.He’s a huge mouthful, salty and sweet on my tongue.
“Yes, Emma.Yes, baby.”
I like it when he calls me that.
I’ve never liked it before.Probably because I didn’t believe the man using the term saw me as something precious, something to be treasured and cared for.
I don’t respond that way to Finn.
I loosen my spine.I release all worry and doubt and focus on the pleasure, the pleasure of my mouth on him and the hard velvet of his cock as it slides in and out between my lips.
I lose track of myself and have no idea how much time has passed when I feel his gentle grip on my upper arms.
“Emma?”
I raise up.His eyes are wide, and a faint smile of surprise plays on his face.He pulls me up to him and crushes me to his mouth.
And before I know it, I’m on my back.
CHAPTER 48
Finn
This girl is going to kill me.
Her mouth is tender and hot.Her kisses are intense and go on and on.
I already know her pussy is going to be like nothing I’ve ever felt.I know it will bring me back to life, pull me out of the darkness of all these years.
What is happening with Emma is far more than just pent-up lust and a need for physical relief.What’s happening here is an exploration, an adventure.And we’re just starting.
She lays on her back on the carpet, her hair spread around her like a black crown, her eyes wide with anticipation.Her breasts and belly heave with each breath she takes.She’s waiting for me.
“I’m going to make you cum so hard,” I whisper, and then I pull her thighs apart and dive in.
My head is wrapped in pale silk, my mouth and tongue feasting on the slick cream of her, sucking and nibbling as she mewls under my lips.She tastes like the sea and smells like sex.I want to make her cum before I fuck her, because I know that this first time is going to be heavy on the greed and light on the finesse.
All I know is that I’ve wanted to cum inside her since that day in the barn, that insane kiss, the one that ended when I broke her heart.Never again will I do that to Emma.
This is the start of something.I want it.And I’m starting it.Which means that from here on out, I take responsibility for Emma.All of her, including her heart.
Her small hands twist in my hair as she pulls me tighter to her, pressing her sex into my mouth.I slide a finger inside her as I suck on her tasty little clit, and almost immediately, I feel her break apart against my face.She whimpers.She wraps my head in a vise grip and tenses up.
