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“Although,” Caspian adds. “Perhaps now you can remove that single label?” He lifts one dark brow and his smile turns teasing. “Unless there are any other men lurking about that we should meet?”
“Oh please.” Emma laughs loudly. “I’m still not entirely sure how I bagged you three, never mind anyone else. But no…there’s no one else. I promise.”
Good, says a little voice in my head. We want Emma all to ourselves.
“So!” She claps her hands together. “There’s still a bunch of stuff we need to do. We need firewood from the shed out back, and I definitely didn’t bring enough food for four people, but I think we could have a decent dinner tonight and then maybe head back down the mountain tomorrow?”
“No need,” Asher replies. “We brought enough to last the next couple of days.”
“We’re always prepared,” Caspian adds.
“And I remember where the firewood is so I can take care of that.” Asher stands. “Is the key still by the back door?”
“Yes.” Emma nods. “You’ve been here before?”
“A couple of times, a long time ago but I remember nothing really changed.”
“Makes sense. Yeah, the key is in the usual spot.”
Asher dips his head and hurries out, then he pauses at the door to the kitchen. “Just make sure Caspian cooks. No one deserves to taste Finns.”
“Hey!” Asher’s gone with a laugh and I roll my eyes. “My cooking isn’t that bad.”
“Sure, if you’ve lost all taste buds,” Caspian snorts. “I’ll cook. Did we bring everything in from the car?”
“Of course we did.”
As Caspian moves toward the kitchen, Emma stands and moves as if she’s going to help, but I stop her by catching her wrist and pulling her gently against me.
Her glasses fog up instantly.
“Hi,” she says softly, both her hands pressing against my chest.
“Hi.” I lift my hand and stroke the back of my knuckles lightly over her cheek. Sweeping up, I slide my fingers into her hair and brush the stands behind her ear, then I twirl the green-dyed strand around my fingers. “Why do you only do one streak?”
“Oh.” Emma reaches up and removes her glasses to see me better. “Because my mother would have a heart attack if I went full rainbow like I want to.”
“Ah, noted.” My fingertips stroke a path back to her jaw where I lightly press under her chin and tilt her head upward. Then I capture her lips in a slow, gentle kiss that makes her body melt against mine. Encircling her waist, I hold Emma against me while we kiss. She tastes as sweet as ever. I close my eyes briefly to savor her taste.
“You know, there might need to be a few punishments for not telling us the truth right away,” I murmur when we break apart.
“Oh?” Emma plays into it with a pout and bats her lashes. “Why, what are you going to do to me for not telling the truth?”
Within thirty seconds, Emma’s on the couch moaning loudly as I bury between her big, soft thighs and thrust my tongue into her sweet, velvety pussy. The heat rolling off of her body is intense and I eagerly lap up her juices. Gripping her thighs with both my hands, I apply enough pressure to keep her hips down flat on the sofa while I lick through her soft folds and heated pussy.
She tastes as divine as I remember, and each sultry moan that falls from her lips drives me harder against her. I want to hear all her sounds. I want to hear every note of music I can pull from her with every stroke of pleasure. Her hands press against my head, fingers intertwining with my hair as she tries to take control by pushing my face deeper into her pussy.
As if I need the invitation.
But I resist, pausing my licks and sucking over her clit until her hands relax. Only then do I pour all my attention over that sensitive nub. I wrap my lips around it and kiss her, turn my tongue into a point and press against her. I graze her ever so lightly with my teeth just to feel Emma jolt sharply against my mouth. Then I seal my mouth against her pussy and suck for all I’m worth.
Emma screams and she pulls so hard on my hair that hot pain flares through my scalps and ends up straight in my cock. It’s almost enough to make me want to fuck her right here and now.
But not yet.
Just as Emma writhes and pants, rocking closer and closer to orgasm, I suddenly pull back and the saddest little whine escapes her throat. Lifting my head, our eyes meet, and her pupils are so wide that almost all of that pretty jade color is gone.
“Why…why did you stop?” Emma gasps.
