I picked up one of her legs and rested it over my shoulder. “I’ve always been sure of you, Emily. I’ve never been surer of anything than I am that I love you and don’t deserve you at the same time.”
Her breath rose and fell as she looked down at me, her gray eyes swimming with emotion that made me feel too much. I couldn’t take it; it made my heart too full. After so long of trying not to feel too much, the look in her eyes threatened to break me. I leaned in and pressed my face against her panties, inhaling the scent of her, filling my lungs with the perfume of her want for me. It was the sweetest scent in the world.
I tongued her through the lace until she was writhing against me, before using my other hand to pull them to the side. With one finger buried inside, I found her clit with my tongue and circled it hard. I could feel the minute pulses in her muscles driving her forward. I pressed a second finger inside her, still so tight, and knew she’d need stretching out before I had her. I didn’t want to hurt her, and I wasn’t exactly average sized. She came with a cry and a burst of wetness against my tongue. Fuck, she was perfect. I worked her through it until she was limp and flushed with pleasure and then rose before her. She sagged into my chest, and I tilted her head back and kissed her hard, the taste of her still coating my tongue. She moaned into my mouth, and I couldn’t wait one more second for her. My hand fell to my jeans and nearly ripped the buttons off as I tore at them. Shoving them down with a rough hand, I urged her into my arms as soon as I was freed, and leaned her back against the door as my dick aligned with her soaking entrance. She stilled as I pressed in. Her weight was supported by my arms, and she arched her back as I thrusted in to the hilt.
“Fuck, that’s deep,” she muttered. I stayed still, letting her adjust a moment, and getting used to the feeling of being surrounded by her slick tightness. The very place I’d imagined being for so long. The reality was so much more intense.
I kissed her hard as I started to move. Fuck, it really was intense. My hips dragged in and out at a steady pace, knowing I needed to keep my head, or else I’d blow my load inside her way too fast. I needed to undo her with pleasure before I allowed myself to come.
“You should know I’m not on birth control,” Emily said, arching her hips and taking me even deeper.
A growl rumbled deep in my chest. “I figured.”
“So, shouldn’t we stop and use something?”
“No. It’s too late for that, sweet cheeks,” I muttered.
She gave a strangled moan. “Don’t call me that.”
I braced her top half against the wall, slid my hands up to her ass, and gripped handfuls of the plump, rounded flesh. “Why not? It’s all I can do not to think about this perfect peach all day, hiding in the bathroom with my cock in my hand, while you walk about the office clueless.”
She let out a laugh at my confession and somehow ground even harder against me. I was going to come. I couldn’t help it. I needed her to come first, however. I slowly pressed her against the door, changing the angle of my hips to press against her mound and belly. She gasped as I bore down and rubbed her clit, and left my dick sunk deep inside her. Then, I leaned back to work my hand between us and circled her swollen bud. I wanted to watch as she came undone. Her eyes slammed shut as she fell apart. I gripped her chin with one hand while driving into her.
“Eyes on me, Emily. I want to see how you enjoy me inside you,” I ordered her. She tensed, her mouth opening in a wide O, and she exploded around me.
She came so hard, her body clenched around me, milking me so tight, I couldn’t hold back. Pulling her back into my arms so her hands wound around my neck, I grabbed her ass, moving her up and down madly on me, until I followed. I came hard, pressing deep inside her, cock against cervix, and emptied myself inside her.
When the pleasure slowly ebbed, I still held her impaled on me. I turned us from the mess at the door, kicking off my jeans as I went with little difficulty and made my way toward the couch in the sitting room. Emily was resting against me sleepily, wrung out by coming so hard twice, no doubt. I sat down carefully, keeping her astride me, my spent dick still hard enough to remain lodged inside her.
She snuggled into my arms and rested her head on my shoulder as I stroked her hair.
“Shouldn’t we clean up?” she asked after a few blissful moments.
“No, not yet. Let’s give it more time,” I murmured against her hair.
She tensed slightly. “Meaning?”
“Meaning… you want a baby? You’ll have mine.”
It was quiet after that bombshell, and I wanted to know what the hell she was thinking. Sure, it wasn’t the most romantic way to announce that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with someone, but I wasn’t the most romantic guy. When she continued to be quiet, a sudden worry hit me. What if Emily didn’t want to have my baby? That guy on the date tonight had been a smart doctor, and I was just an ex-Marine, who’d once been a kid from the wrong side of the tracks, who’d only had the strength of his body to pull him out of poverty. All those old worries washed through me, just as I realized Emily had gone completely limp.
Still stuffed with my seed and stretched around me, the object of my obsession had fallen asleep in my arms after I’d just confessed I was intent on knocking her up.
Nothing in the world had ever felt better.
CHAPTER13
Emily
“You look different today,” Laura said as we grabbed lunch the next day. We were at a new sandwich place a block over from the office and were treating Sigma Squad’s newest employee to a welcome girl’s lunch.
Sigma Squad Bail Bonds had grown a lot in recent years, and especially since Laura come on board. We had new employees, office upgrades, and even more clients than ever. It was all good, but it wasn’t why I was smiling.
The delicious ache in my muscles that sighed Diesel’s name was the reason. Last night would have felt like a dream, if I hadn’t woken up to his mouth on me, his head beneath the covers, hands spreading my thighs wide and holding me down until I was crying out his name like a chant. He’d slid deep, unerringly inside me while I was still riding that high, and come inside me again, kissing my face as he pumped me full.
Would I get pregnant? A thrill of excitement lit my veins, and it was impossible to keep my grin down. I was too happy. It always made me feel nervous. No one could get everything they wanted all at once, right? Something would ruin it. Well, that’s usually what happened.
“Hey, Earth to Emily. Does this good mood have anything to do with Diesel walking around the office this morning, looking like the cat who got the cream?” Laura wondered. She turned to Darby, the newest hire, and filled her in. “Diesel and Emily love each other and have for literally years. It looked like the two dunderheads are finally going for it.”