I felt her pull away from me as her eyes panned up to mine. There was confusion behind her eyes, and lots of it. I couldn’t help but take her in again. Her supple curves as the silken fabric fluttered across her skin. The moonlight made her skin shimmer and her pouty lips called to mine. I wanted to slam her against the brick wall and pull my cock out for her to sit on.
I also wanted to gather her back in my arms and comfort her.
Which was something I’d never experienced before.
“Why don’t we do this,” I said. “We go back inside and eat. Our food’s here and I know you like this place. We don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, then I’ll take you back to your place. Or my place. Or a hotel. Or anywhere you want to go. You planned this date, so you have the reins. Full control over what happens from here. And I promise to keep my eyes on your face at all time. How does that sound?”
I watched her nod, but her face was still unsure.
“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. All I wanted to do was express how beautiful you look tonight,” I said.
“I’m sorry I reacted the way I did.”
“Don’t apologize for how you feel.”
“It’s just… it’s been such a long week,” Emma said. “And the kids were awful. Screaming and crying. And sit-ins were this week and of course the principal had to sit in on my class during the absolute worst day and I just-”
I watched her heave a heavy sigh as I walked closer to her. I could see the toll the week had taken on her and I wanted her to be able to forget all about it. I wanted her to feel comfortable talking with me about it, but I also wanted to be able to remove some of this stress from her. She managed a shit-ton of spoiled brats five days a week and tried, little by little, to turn them into decent people.
Emma didn’t have an easy job, and I was determined to make this night special for her.
I slipped my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me. Her hands fell to my chest, but she didn’t attempt to push me away. Instead, her eyes fluttered up to mine and closed the moment I started massaging her lower back. Kneading my fingers into her aching muscles and watched as her head fell to my chest.
“Ugh,” she said.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“I’m not used to talking with people about my stressful weeks.”
“I can tell,” I said.
“That feels really good.”
“Then we should probably go inside and eat,” I said.
“Why? Could we just stand out here and do this all night?”
I grinned as my hand slipped underneath her chin. I crooked my fingers and tilted her gaze towards mine, then captured her lips in a sweet kiss. No tongue. No lust. No desperate passions. Just a want to taste her lips against mine.
“If we eat, I know this great place we could head back to with a king-sized bed you could sprawl out on.”
“Mmm, that place sounds nice. Where is it?” Emma asked coyly.
“I think you might be familiar with it. And if you play your cards right, there might be a full-body massage in it for you,” I said.
“Full body, huh? You gonna cover my body in towels and smooth oil over my skin?”
I watched the stress melt from her eyes as that playful Emma came out to visit. She grinned up at me and I kissed her cheek, slowly working my way down her neck. She opened herself up to me. Exposed her neck so I could nuzzle my nose along it. I licked my tongue up to the shell of her ear before I blew a shallow breath against it, and I watched as goosebumps cascaded down her skin.
She shivered against me and I felt my cock pulse with life.
“Yes to the oil, but no to the towels,” I said darkly.
Thirteen
Emma
I led him into my apartment despite his protests to go back to his place. It was the first time I was bringing anyone into my apartment, and I wanted it to be him. It was small and there wasn’t much to boast of, but it was mine and I was proud of it. I led him into the corner where my bed sat, his hands running up and down my waist.