Emmie’s quiet sighs drew me out of my head. I’d worry about the future another time. For now, I wanted to soak up every moment I had with her. And that included waking her up in the best way possible.
She was dead to the world as I gently eased her off my body and shifted her to her back. The blanket that covered us slipped down and off the bed, leaving her naked and spread out before me.
She was a vision, and I could easily get used to seeing her like this on a daily basis.
I planted open-mouthed kisses down her neck, her chest, and licked her nipples before continuing my descent. I made it to her belly button when she started to move a little, showing she was on the verge of waking up.
With a wicked grin, I settled between her thighs, restingher calves on my shoulders. With her half asleep, I could take my sweet time eating her out. Which had already become my favorite thing.
I inhaled her scent, a groan vibrating in my chest before I kissed her clit. She tasted divine. I could do this for the rest of my life and die a happy man.
With a firm grip on her hips, I took my time peppering soft kisses to her flesh and licking every inch of her pussy. I grinned against her when her hand settled on the back of my head. She just held it there, fingers playing with my hair.
I flicked my eyes up and found her sleepy gaze staring down at me, lips quirked up.
“Morning.” Her voice was thick with exhaustion.
“Morning,” I mumbled back, not wanting to take my mouth off of her for a single second.
With her awake, I slipped one finger, then two inside of her, feeling her walls clench around them. God, she was still so tight.
Emmie closed her eyes and laid her head back on the pillow, toes resting on my upper back. The sight of her relaxed and enjoying the pleasure I was giving her made my cock twitch. There was nothing better than satisfying your partner. I’d gladly make her come over and over before I allowed myself any relief.
I spent the next fifteen minutes taking my time with her, edging her to the point her grip tightened and her thighs quivered before drawing back. Her whimpers and groans were music to my ears.
I curled my fingers upward, causing her hips to jerk in response, but every time she got close to an orgasm, I backed off. I took every curse, sharp tug of my hair, and squeeze of her thighs against my head.
My own hips ground against the bed, but I’d take care of that after I made Emmie come.
“Mateo, please. I can’t.” She shook her head back and forth on the pillow. Her free hand tugged at her nipples as she ground her wet pussy on my face.
“Beg me.” I bit her clit just hard enough to make her yelp and then moan.
“I need to come. Please, Mateo. Please let me come all over your face.” Her green eyes met mine, wild with heat.
Deciding she had enough, I gave her a nod and then doubled my efforts. It only took her seconds to explode. She was practically suffocating me with the death grip she had on my hair and head. I wasn’t about to complain. If this was how I died, then so be it.
I kept her right there, watching as wave after wave hit her. When she looked like she was done, I suctioned my lips over her clit. She came again with a choked scream.
When her body shook and her grip slackened, Ifinallypulled away. I kept my fingers in her pussy, slowly moving back and forth, the wet sound filling the room. Her thighs fell to the bed, chest heaving as she tried to gather her breath.
There wasn’t a more beautiful image of her than right now.
I pulled my fingers from her and sat back on my heels. I waited until her eyes flickered open before I slid my hand down to my cock, stroking her juices along the length. Her beautiful eyes flared, and her body shuddered.
I was hard as a rock as I stroked myself to the sight of her. My hand slowed when Emmie suddenly sat up. She shifted to her hands and knees and crawled the short distance toward me. My breath stuttered in my chest as she reached one hand out to grip my length.
“My turn,” Emmie breathed.
The moment her lips touched the tip, I threw my head back. I was completely and utterly at Emmie’s mercy, and I didn’t give a single fuck.
18
EMMIE
Wait For Itby Hamilton, blared through the speakers. Just loud enough to hide the sound of my blades cutting through the ice. I turned on the edge of my skate, moving into a Biellmann spin. Reaching back, I grabbed the inner part of my blade, using my momentum to bring my leg completely back and up toward my head.
With an arched back, left leg extended as high as I could go, I spun. My eyes locked on my skate as I rotated eight times. Back when I first started skating, the move was almost impossible, but years later, it was one of my signature moves.
