I carefully put her down onto the blankets and hover over her. She smiles up at me, and I love that I’m the one making her this happy. I smile back.
“Hi,” she whispers shyly.
“Hi.” I grin wider.
“So, this is weird.”
“A little,” I joke.
“But it feels right.” She reaches up, sliding her fingers into my hair. I groan, eyes rolling back when she runs her fingers over my scalp, my cock thickening in my sweats.
“So right.”
“Emmett,” she whispers, and I open my eyes. “Can you take the lead?”
Holy fuck. My brain goes blank for a moment. She trusts me enough to be in control? It takes everything in me not to fucking cry right now.
“I got you,” I murmur, capturing her lips with mine again. This time, the kiss turns heated fast. Lexi holds my head to hers, deepening the kiss as she whimpers into my mouth, her hands tugging at my hair, making me growl as pleasure shoots through me.
The smell of our combined slick fills the air. I can feel it running down my thighs, my cock weeping with pre-cum. I’m not even the one going into heat, but the intense feelings coursing through me right now have me close to it.
We sneak kisses as I help undress her, getting her out of my shirt and her panties.
My chest heaves as I stare down at her, her body naked and stunning, sprawled out beneath me.
She watches me undress, eyes blazing with need. When I pull my boxers down, my cock springs free.
“Fuck,” she breaths out. I whimper when I wrap my hand around my shaft, stroking myself a few times to take some of the pressure off. I don’t want to cum too soon, but if I do, at least I’ll be able to keep going. One of the benefits of being an Omega.
“You okay?” I chuckle, thrusting into my grip as she licks her lips, chest heaving. Her perfume is coming off her in waves, making my head spin with desire.
“Just... go easy, okay? You’re big and I... uhh, I don’t use toys so I’ll probably be pretty tight.”
I pause my strokes and cock my head to the side. “Really? Never?”
Her cheeks turn an adorable shade of pink. She shakes her head. “No.”
“Then what do you do to get off?”
Groaning, she throws her arm over her face. “Nevermind. Let’s stop talking about this.”
“Hey.” I soften my voice, moving her arm from her face so I can see her pretty blue eyes. “You don’t have to hide from me, okay? You can tell me anything.”
She chews on her lower lip for a few seconds before speaking. “I don’t, um, get myself off.”
My brows jump. “Wait, you don’t masturbate?”
“No,” she grumbles. “I’ve never had the desire to. Before I started finding myself attracted to you, I thought I was broken, okay? I’m a thirty-one-year-old virgin who’s never had an orgasm and never had the desire to until I met this very sexy, very sweet, younger Omega who sent my world into a tailspin.”
I can’t help it, I grin big and wide. “Stop,” she groans. “I know, it’s stupid. And pathetic.”
“No, it’s fucking not,” I growl. “Do you know how hot it is to know that I’m the only one who’s ever made this sweet pussy weep?” I slide my hand between her thighs, finding her soaked for me. She gasps when I run my fingers over her clit and down to her messy folds.
“Fuck,” I groan, slipping a finger into her heat, loving the way she moans at my touch.
“Emmett.” The way she breathes my name sounds like a damn prayer.
“You’re so fucking wet, baby,” I growl, her legs parting for me, giving me more room. “How does this feel?”
