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“Em,” I beg, my fingers tightening in her hair.
She’s teasing me, licking around the tip. My balls are heavy and aching. It’s been a while since I’ve slept with anyone or felt a woman’s mouth on my cock. And this is Emerson. I’ve been imagining her like this for weeks now, which is probably why I’m hanging by a thread.
She smiles and runs her tongue along the flared tip. Then, she puts me out of my misery, her mouth sinking along my cock. She takes me in deep, sucking hard on the way up. She swirls the tip again.
“How’d you get so good at that?” I ask, regretting the words as soon as they’re out of my mouth. I don’t want to think about her with her ex-boyfriend. I don’t want to think about her with anyone else. “Don’t answer that.”
She settles into a steady rhythm, watching my abs tighten every time her suction increases. Her eyes are glossy with lust, like pleasuring me is turning her on. And I suddenly need to know how wet she is. How wet this is making her. And what it feels like to be inside of her.
I lift Emerson and toss her onto the bed. Her tits bounce from the movement. I take a moment to grab a condom from the side table and roll it on before I crawl on top of her, caging her head between my forearms, and dropping my tongue to circle her nipple once or twice. She moans, the sound driving me insane. I drag my lips along her soft skin until I’m mapping the outline of her collarbone before fitting my hips between her legs. I lift my knee to open her even more, my hand dropping to test her readiness. She’s dripping with arousal.
Lacing our fingers together overhead, I shift until the tip of my cock feels the warmth of her center. And as I roll my hips, inching inside her slowly, her breath hitches. Her inner walls collapse around me, and it’s the hottest, tightest, silkiest space I’ve ever felt. I pause when I’m all the way in. Our bodies are flush. One of her legs winds around my hip, anchoring us even closer.
“You feel so good,” she breathes out right before I kiss her. Her fingers weave through my hair, tugging lightly on the strands.
“You’re perfection,” I tell her, not allowing her to look away. My eyes search between hers. “I think you’re the sexiest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
She looks like she wants to believe me, but I can tell she doesn’t. The girl next door thinks she doesn’t measure up to all those other women. She doesn’t realize she blows them out of the water. Because not only is Emerson gorgeous on the outside, but she’s also beautiful inside. I vow to keep telling her—showing her—until she believes it.
Her breasts are nestled tightly against my chest, her hard nipples dragging against my pecs every time I move. I pull my cock almost all the way out before pushing back in. She cries out, pressing the back of her head into the mattress.
“Eyes on me,” I demand, rolling my hips as our gazes connect again.
Her golden-browns are hazed by lust. I cradle her face in my hands and suck on her lower lip, tracing it with my tongue.
I keep moving, the pace torturously slow. But I don’t want this to be over too soon. I’m too busy memorizing the features of her face in the moonlight, the softness of her skin pressed against mine. The smell of her hair and the sexy way the tangled strands fan out on the sheets behind her. The taste of her lips and the way her mouth gapes just a little when I drag across that special spot deep inside of her.
Her eyes remain connected to mine as we move together. Gravelly little gasps of pleasure escape from her throat when we grind. I can feel my heart beating out of my chest, even as I keep the rhythm slow.
I run my nose along her jaw and graze my lips against hers. She responds eagerly as our mouths fuse into a kiss that I deepen reflectively. Our tongues tangle, exploring and tasting.
Her gasp transforms into moans as she clings to me, struggling to get closer even though we’re connected from our lips to our toes. My pelvis brushes against her clit, and I feel her body tense, her nails digging into my shoulders. She reaches down and grabs my ass, pulling me deeper into her.
I start thrusting harder, unable to hold back. She feels too good. The moment her walls clamp down on my cock, pulsing around me as she comes, I explode inside of her. She cries out. Our release goes on for seconds that turn into minutes as I fall over the cliff, consumed with ecstasy and her. She clings to me. I hold on to her, both of our chests heaving against one another.
Her skin is flushed, and the hair around her temples is damp with sweat. She stares up at me in awe, and I feel like the biggest stud on the planet for putting that expression on her face.
“That was … wow,” she murmurs.
I nuzzle her neck and speak against her skin. “Was it good for you, Doe?”
She pretends to think about it, overexaggerating her expression. “I mean … it was all right.”
“All right?” I scoff, tickling her side. “Those sounds you were making were more wow than just all right.”
She squirms, and I slide to the side of her, pulling her warm body back into my chest.
“You don’t need your ego stroked too much,” she says.
I can hear the smile on her face. I can feel the contentment in her body as I hold her.
“I’ll give you something to stroke,” I joke, shifting my cock further into her ass.
“How are you still hard?”
“I seem to stay hard around you,” I confess.
“Is that another one of your lines?” she asks.
