He brushed his thumb over my parted lips, his voice dropping to a husky rasp.“You don’t have to say it back.Just...let me love you, okay?”
I blinked up at him.Feelings I’d fought so hard to ignore swelled in my chest—warm, terrifying.Part of me wanted to panic and throw up walls.To deny the depth of my feelings for this man who somehow saw every fragile, beautiful part of me.
But another part simply...surrendered.Because no matter how scary or complicated it was, being with Emmett felt more right than anything ever had before.
I released a shuddering breath, thumbs stroking the sharp lines of Emmett’s jaw as I held his intense gaze.“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I admitted.“Wanted you.And I’m done denying myself.”
A slow, wolfish grin spread across his face.“Well, thank fuck for that.”
* * *
Hand in hand,Emmett and I ascended the steps to board the corporate jet.Our time in London was over, but things between us were only just beginning.
As we settled into our seats, safety belts buckled and ready for takeoff, a thought crossed my mind.“Is there a bed on this plane?”
A lascivious look broke over Emmett’s face.“Tired, Cal?Do I need to put you to bed?”
I turned back to the window and shrugged, the picture of casual indifference.“I’ve always wanted to join the Mile High Club.”
Emmett gripped my hand as the engines grew louder, and the plane began propelling us forward faster and faster.He brought it to his lips and kissed my knuckles, not breaking eye contact until we were in the sky.
When we reached cruising altitude, and the pilot released us from the confines of our seats, he pulled me to my feet and kissed me hard, all searing heat and desperate need.We shuffled backwards until we found the small private cabin.
The second the door closed behind us, clothes hit the floor in a feverish flurry of fumbling hands and breathless moans.I shivered as the cool air caressed my bare skin, but Emmett was there to blanket me with his warmth, pinning me against the wall as our mouths crashed together in a bruising kiss.
His strong hands mapped every dip and curve, stoking the flames of desire burning low in my belly.I dug my nails into his back, dragging a guttural groan from deep in his chest.“God, you’re so fucking perfect.Can’t believe I actually get to do this.”
I pressed against him with a whimper, already aching and slick with arousal.“Then what are you waiting for?”
Those words seemed to flip a switch.He scooped me up with ease, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he carried me the few steps to the small bed.
The tips of his fingers fluttered against my sides, across the swell of my breasts, down the flat planes of my stomach.I shivered, anticipation mounting with each passing second.
“Look at you,” he breathed, spreading me wide and staring hungrily at my pussy.“So wet and ready for me.”
I reached up to cradle his face, losing myself in the depths of his lust-filled eyes.“Fuck me, Emmett.Now.”
“You’re the boss, Miss Winters.”
I gasped as the thick head of his cock prodded my slick entrance.He covered my body with his as he buried himself inside me.
I shuddered beneath him, inner walls fluttering as I drowned in ecstasy.Emmett drove into me over and over until my toes curled, and I cried out against his lips.
Our kisses grew messy and frantic as the bed rocked with the force of his thrusts.The muscles in his sweat-slicked back rippled beneath my hands.
“That’s it, baby,” he panted against the fevered skin of my neck.“Let me hear you.”
I clutched him tighter, overcome by the mind-numbing pleasure.Emmett angled his hips, nailing my sweet spot with each punishing thrust until I was thrashing and keening beneath him.“Emmett!I’m so close, please.”
I gripped his biceps as tingling pleasure washed over me.My back arched off the bed, inner walls squeezing his thick length as my climax ripped through me.
“Fuck, Callie.”
One, two, three thrusts later, Emmett’s muscles went taut as he spilled inside me.I sobbed at the scorching heat filling me up, legs trembling as the aftershocks rolled through me.
We clung to each other, breathing hard, skin slippery with sweat.Emmett peppered kisses along my jaw and throat as our racing heartbeats slowly returned to normal.Finally, he rolled onto his back, gathering me against him.
I snuggled into the crook of his neck, inhaling his rich, masculine scent.“That…that’s definitely never happened.”
