Slightly frustrated, I growled at him.“If we get pregnant while using a contraceptive, well then it’s meant to be, Rory.I’d deal with—we’d deal with it—if it happened.”
Again, Rory watched me and contemplated.
“Fine, whatever,” I said, pushing from the bed.Not bothering with my sleep clothes, I went straight to our bag to pull out clothes for the day.When I stood though, clothes in hand, Rory’s body was pressed against my back.
“Damn, you have a temper,” he chuckled against my ear.“Drop the clothes, Emy girl.”Powerless to him, especially now that he had an arm wrapped around me so a hand could cup one of my small breasts, and the other arm wrapped and placing his hands over my mound, his fingers dipping into my folds and flirting with my clit, I did as he said.
“I just don’t want you to regret anything,” he whispered in my ear as his fingers started to pluck and pull at my nipple.I let my head fall back to his shoulder as he did, the nerve endings in the sensitive peak having me close to crossing my eyes in pleasure.
He walked us closer to the wall, his hand still plucking at me while his other started a slow roll over my other bundle of nerves.I could feel how wet I was between my thighs; I needed his thickness in me.
“Brace your hands on the wall,” he issued into my ear.I did as he demanded, loving that his body, his hands, never left my body.His fingers continued their slow play over my clit but his hand left my breast to press against my stomach.“Now, you have to stay quiet, Emy girl.We don’t want to wake up the house, do we?”
I shook my head before resting my cheek on the back of one of my hands.I kept myself pushed away from the wall enough that I didn’t feel the cold texture against my skin, which allowed me to tip my hips back toward Rory.He removed his hand from my stomach and grabbed for my thigh, lifting my leg up.I took my cue and folded my leg back and around his thigh.As soon as I did, I was welcomed with Rory’s thick girth.One strong, sure stroke and he was buried to the hilt.
I groaned quietly, squeezing my eyes shut at the intrusion.I turned my head to rest my forehead against the wall now.Rory’s lips were between my shoulder blades.“God, I love you,” he murmured against my back before slowly pulling out.He nearly pulled out all the way before slamming back into me, both of our groans filling the room in unison.
With my hands against the wall and his wrapped around me, our thrusts against one another were like a well-choreographed dance, as if he and I had been doing this for far longer than two nights.
His fingers pinched and rolled over my clit while his other hand found it’s home back against my breasts.Rory knew damn well that my nipples were my ‘point,’ that with enough playing there, alone, I could fly through my orgasm.Pairing that sweet nerve ending with the playing down below, adding it to the thickness inside me, and I was damn close to flying.
Rory pulled me up to stand straighter.I kept one arm out, steadying myself against the wall, and brought my other to the back of Rory’s head, my fingers threading in the long strands.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmured against my shoulder, his hips flexing into me.His arm was now bracketed under my chest, holding me upright.Still though, his fingers played a lovely dance over my clit, rubbing in circles, lines… Over my clit, around my clit, occasionally pulling the hood back and having direct access to the sensitive nub.
“God, Rory,” I groaned, tipping my hips away from his fingers.Rather than give in though, he simply pinched the nub between two fingers.Again, I groaned, shutting my eyes and flexing my fingers in his hair, no doubt pulling the strands.
“Fuck, Em.”His fingers pressed together, squeezing my clit harder, as his thrusts shortened and quickened.“Squeeze my cock, Emy girl.Come all over me, baby.”
I knew that if I squeezed against him, I would come apart in a matter of seconds.
But it was what I wanted.
So I did as he asked and with one quick push into my tightened pussy, the head of his cock hitting hidden nerve endings and his fingers squeezed over exposed ones, my body arched against his and my mouth dropped open on a silent moan.
“Fuck, Em.”His cock continued its push and pull.“Fucking A, Emy girl.That’s it.Milk my cock.Keep…Right there, Emy.Right…there!” He shouted his own release, surely waking up the house but I didn’t care.
His cock was buried to the hilt in me and I could feel as his hips jerked once, twice in response, and the hot spurts of his cum filling me.His mouth was to my shoulder and his breathing was as hard and labored as my own.I couldn’t help but smile.
“I love you so much,” he whispered into the silence.
I turned my head toward his, smiling when he lifted his mouth from my shoulder to my lips.“I love you too.”
14
Rory
Shortly after lettingEmily’s leg drop back to the floor, pulling my slackening cock from her warm heat, Teddy began whimpering in her crate.
“You go ahead and shower; I’ll just clean up and get the dog,” I told Emily, kissing her on the lips and playfully slapping my hand to her ass, rubbing the spot after to gentle the sting.As badly as I wanted to join her in the shower, I knew we had an appearance to make.
Probably sooner than later.Emily hadn’t exactly been quiet.Hell, neither had I, for that matter.
Emily gave me an amused grin when I followed her into the bathroom.“I thought you were taking care of Teddy?”
“In a minute,” I said.“After I clean up.”I closed the bathroom door behind us and pulled open the linen closet, grabbing a bath blanket for Emily and a smaller towel for myself.“As much as I’d love to keep you on me,” I started, pointing to my now relaxed cock.I didn’t finish my thought but Emily smiled and rolled her eyes all the same.
As I cleaned up in the sink, Emily prepared the shower for herself but before she stepped into the steam, I pulled her back to me for one more kiss.
