The robe fell to the floor, and she looked stunning. This had to be the best way to come home to. The only way this could be better? If they were in their own home and they weren’t currently having to deal with his family.
His family caused way too many problems.
She reached out, removing his tie. It was rare for him to wear one, but he felt it was the right thing to do after everything Landon was going through.
“What’s going on here, Emma?”
She dropped the tie to the floor, then started to work on his buttons. He had no problem with her hands all over him. In fact, he rather liked it. He didn’t know what had brought this on with her, what had created this sudden, swift change.
“I’ve missed you.”
She pushed his shirt off his body, and her hands slid down to his pants.
“And I wanted to do something nice for you.”
“Why?”
“Because … I like you. I like what you’ve been doing to me.”
“Only like?”
“Yes, and now I want to do something for you.”
He watched her and gritted his teeth as she cupped his dick through his pants. She ran her hand up and down his length.
He gripped her wrist. “You don’t have to do this.”
“I know I don’t, but I want to.” She didn’t move her hand away from him. “Don’t you want me to?”
“Emma?”
“I want to do this for you. Please. Don’t you want to feel me?” She slid to her knees before him, becoming the perfect wet dream.
He didn’t want to deny her and found it next to impossible to not give her what she wanted. Gideon stayed silent as she worked his belt buckle open, sliding it out and then rolling the zipper down.
The only sounds in the room to be heard were the ones of her getting him undressed.
“Do you even have a clue what you’re doing to me right now?”
She pulled his pants down, followed by his boxer briefs. Her fingers wrapped around his thick length.
The tip was already leaking pre-cum. His balls ached. The only release he’d gotten was from his own hand, and that was nowhere near enough to satisfy him.
He needed more.
He needed his woman.
There was no denying that.
He watched her as her gaze fell on his cock, her tongue peeking out to lick her lips. The sight was one to behold, and he wanted nothing more than to come there and then. He held himself back, letting her set the pace.
She kept stroking him, her hand moving up and down. So sweet, and as her tongue came out, stroking over the tip, he groaned.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“No. You’re doing everything right. So much right.” He gasped as her entire mouth covered his dick.
She felt so amazing, and he couldn’t look away. He didn’t want to.