Her cheeks flush bright red. “No, this is the first time. I didn’t think it was possible.”
Closing my eyes for a moment, I beg my dick to calm the fuck down.
“Are you okay?” Emma sounds nervous, and I need her to understand this has nothing to do with her.
“You’re just…” I trail off as her big blue eyes plead with me to finish my sentence. “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
A smile tugs at her lips, and she grabs the back of my neck, sealing our mouths together. Our tongues dance as we both let out sighs of relief from the sensation. This beautiful fucking woman truly deserves to be worshipped, but I’m hanging on by a thread here. “Emma, I promise to take my time with you when I get you in my bed, but right now, I just need both of us to come while I fuck you.”
She bites her lip and tugs my jeans down as I grab the top of her skirt to do the same. I’m met with the sight of a white lacy thong, as if she knew something was going to happen between us, and I remove it slowly. Emma’s breaths grow shallow as I see her bare pussy for the first time.
Goddamn perfect.
I’m admiring her when my cock hits my stomach as she finishes pulling down my boxer briefs. I allow her to take a moment to know what she’s getting into. She probably knew I was bigger than the average guy when touching me, but this is the first time she’s seen it completely exposed. When she licks her bottom lip, the last of my self-control slips away.
Unable to wait any longer—like I ever can with this woman—I slide a finger down her wet slit.
Her mouth opens into a silentoh,and I hiss at how wet she is.
“You’re practically dripping,” I whisper, and I keep rubbing her clit. She squirms and moans as I put two fingers inside of her and pump them in and out.
“Don’t look away from me.” Emma’s eyes snap open. “Let me touch you properly, Princess.” Her entire body relaxes like it always does when I call her that. It might be a sweet thing to say,if only she knew all the dirty thoughts running through my mind. The rough way I want to take her, and the sane part of me that’s saying not to hurt her by just ramming my dick where my fingers are.
Her pussy squeezes around my fingers, and that’s my cue. I kiss her roughly, her nails scratching my back again, making my cock twitch and ache for her even more.
Reaching for the condom, I open it and put it on in record time. I line myself up and stop kissing her, wanting to see everything she feels—her reaction to every movement.
Slowly, I push myself in. Both of our mouths fall open at how good and fucking right it feels. She relaxes around me, and I take advantage of the moment to bury the rest of myself inside of her.
A scream rips out of her, and my eyes almost roll to the back of my head from the ecstasy of it…her…this.
“Grayson,” she gasps.
“Emma, shit, you’re tight.” I look at her and check in, shaking from the anticipation. “Are you okay?”
She nods. “Don’t you dare stop.”
Our chests rub together when I start thrusting into her, and the friction really seems to get her going because her pussy clenches around my cock again. My hips move faster when she wraps her legs around my waist and meets me beat for beat, our bodies slapping together.
Emma leans in to kiss me. It’s messy—teeth clanking, tongues tangling, swallowing each other’s sounds. Then she surprises me by biting my bottom lip and dragging it out. The feeling wraps around my cock.
“Fuck, baby. I’m not going to last much longer.”
Emma moves her hand to her clit and rubs it. She takes control here just like in life, and hell, she knows her body better than I do, but that’ll be my hand there next time. This whole night has been emotional and physical foreplay. Spending time with her that’s not just sexual is the best and worst idea I’ve ever had, but this—being inside her—is evenworse. Yet I can’t and won’t stop because it feels like fucking heaven.
Her pussy spasms, and I growl at the feeling. “Are you going to come for me, Emma?”
“Yes,” she gasps in that naturally raspy voice. “Come with me.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice.I grab one of her ass cheeks and squeeze ithard.With the tight squeeze, her legs begin to shake, and I marvel at how she falls apart for me. Her screams, her back arching—shit.
“I’m coming.” In two thrusts, I let out a guttural sound of my own as the buzz crawls from my spine to my head, almost blacking out. I keep moving slowly, emptying myself inside the condom. Emma trembles with aftershocks, whimpering as she presses her lips softly to mine.
Our kiss doesn’t last very long because I’m still out of breath and in shock at what finally happened. I’m surprised I lasted as long as I did. My only hope is that she doesn’t feel used. Like I told her, this isn’t me using her for sex whenever I want. But holy fuck, that was unforgettable, just like her.
“I’m going to get out of you now,” I whisper.
Emma hisses at the feeling, and I throw the condom into a small garbage bin I brought.
