Even though Emma felt out of control with me, I couldn't help but feel as though I was the one truly careening out of control. My heart leapt when I saw her. My skin tingled when she touched me. My cock jumped to life at the mere mention of my hands running along her skin. I missed her when she was away. I ached for her to be around during those lonely moments. I laid my head down at night and rolled over, part of me hoping she would be next to me.
I wanted Emma. More so than I could’ve ever thought possible.
I held onto her tightly and rose our bodies up. I stood to my feet, feeling the way her legs wrapped around my waist. Her hands ran through my hair and I felt her lips swelling against mine. I raked my teeth along her lower lip, pulling the most beautiful sigh from the tip of her tongue.
“Ryan,” she said breathlessly.
I’d never felt like this with anyone before. Anytime I even remotely started to develop feelings for someone, I pushed them awa
y. Kept them distant. Like Emma, it was how I protected myself. Kept myself guarded so I didn’t have to deal with all the strong, harsh emotions that came with being vulnerable. But with Emma, I wanted to be vulnerable. I wanted to let my guard down. I wanted to let her into my life.
We fell to the bed and my hands pushed her dress up her body. I wanted to kiss every inch of her. Nibble on her thick thighs and feel them wrapped around my cheeks. I slid down her body, trailing my swollen lips along every inch of her skin. I gathered her dress around her waist and slid her panties down her legs, nuzzling my cheek against her skin.
Every time I touched her, she jumped. Every time I kissed her, goosebumps fled across her skin.
I dove into her pussy, wrapping her legs willingly around my face. Her hands tangled in my hair as her arousal met its death upon my tongue. Melting at the heat of our exchange as she ground into my swollen lips. She bucked. Squirmed. Dug her heels into my back. She pulled me as close as she could have me and I lapped at her clit until she was holding her breath. Holding back the moans and groans she knew would wake up the kids if they heard.
I reached for a pillow and threw it onto her face, and her hands released my hair to press it to her mouth.
“Oh fuck. Ryan. Yes. Shit. Oh my gosh. Lick harder. Harder. Harder, please!”
I loved it when she told me what she wanted. When she moved her body around on my tongue to get me where she wanted me most. Her muffled sounds heated my body and I pressed into her clit, moving my tongue at lightning speed. Her thighs clamped around my cheeks and her feet curled into my back. I gripped her hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed as my cock leaked against my pants.
Emma rolled deeply against my lips, riding out her pulsing orgasm as her juices slicked my chin and dribbled down my neck.
I gave my tongue over to her until she was done bucking against me. Her body settled back onto the bed as a beautiful red sheen glistened along her curves. I stood from between her legs, pulling my shirt off and kicking my pants to my feet. I couldn't undress myself fast enough. I couldn’t grab her thighs quickly enough. I couldn't position myself at her pussy at the speed I wanted to.
But when I sank into her, all time and space was lost.
Her fluttering walls molded around me, accepting my thickness as I dripped inside of her. Emma wiggled out of her dress, shoving it off to the side as her tits fell beautifully against her body. I slid into her, watching the way she cupped her breasts and pulled at her engorged nipples.
I fell to her, pulling them between my lips as I rolled deeply into her body.
“Ryan. Yes,” she said with a whisper. “Just like that.”
She shivered with every slide of my cock against her slick walls.
Emma wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me onto the bed. She rolled us over and straddled my hips, her hands sinking into my chest. Her tits flopped in my face as she bounced in my lap, riding my cock with a glimmer of happiness in her eyes. Clouded over with lust and half-hooded from her pleasure, those blissful blue eyes turned dark. Gave into the urges she possessed as her pussy dripped down my balls. My hands sank into her hips and helped her along. Guiding her rolls as my heels planted into the floor.
I sat up, desperate to be closer to her as her arms threaded around my neck.
We bucked against one another, her sweet lips peppering kisses all along my neck. She nibbled on my shoulder as her fingertips curled into my skin. Her pussy fluttered around my cock as her clit raked along my pelvis, seeking more friction than I’d given it before. She jumped in my lap. Jolted with every stroke. My cock grew thick against her walls, leaking precum into her beautiful body.
“Fuck Emma,” I said breathlessly. “You have no idea how beautiful you are.”
I picked her up and stood to my feet, walking her into the wall. Our eyes connected as her legs wrapped around me, and I slammed into her body. Watched her jolt as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Emma’s hair was wild, and her pussy dripped its arousal down my thighs. She was so wet for me. So tight as her pussy pulsed around my cock. I unraveled her hands from around my neck and threaded our fingers together. Pinned them above her head and rendered her helpless against my body. Our lips collided as I pounded into her, allowing myself to let go for the first time with her.
To enjoy her the way I wanted to.
She pushed her hips into me, giving me deeper access to her luscious body. I felt her in ways I never had before. Ways I’d never felt any woman before. Her pussy clamped around me. Held me in its vice grip as I slid against her walls. My tongue raked along her cheeks. Her teeth. The roof of her mouth. I couldn't drink enough of her. Taste nearly enough of what I wanted. Her nails curled into my hand and her legs tightened, drawing me closer than we’d ever been.
“Ryan,” she whispered against my lips. “Please don’t stop.”
“Never,” I said. “I’ll never stop with you.”
The words left my lips before I could catch them, but I knew they were true. I’d never stop pursuing her. Caring for her. Wanting her around and with the kids. I’d never stop wanting her body or wanting to be buried in her pussy. I’d never stop dreaming of her or wanting to call her or thinking about her while I was at work.
Our eyes connected, and for the first time I watched her guard drop.