Page 11 of Dark Time

I let my lips come down to hers, and the ache became a pulse of need that surged in my veins.

“Emily…” I whispered her name when I broke away, but I wanted to feel her tongue against mine and went back for more.

I had her pressed against a rough-hewn wall of the cabin when we finally came up for air. I looked down into light gray eyes, lighter than my own, but flecked with black from her passion.

“You know I’ll always try to be the man you deserve, don’t you, Emily?” My thoughts calmed the rush of need that had flooded through me, but it didn’t quite kill it. I doubted there was much on earth that could.

Her finger teased at my shirt buttons, and one popped loose to reveal a silky patch of skin. Her touch there distracted me, but now her eyes were on mine, and I couldn’t look away.

“I want to be so much for you, but, I’m just not very good at it. I’m…” My words broke off, and I tried to find the right words for what I wanted to say. “I’m a broken man, Emily, but I’m trying fucking hard to not be, for you.”

“You can only be what you are, Dylan. I don’t need a man with no ghosts in his past, or a man who thinks he’s perfect. I need you. A man who lives in the real world and knows how to listen to those he cares about.” She brought her face up to mine and kissed away my moment of weakness.

Desire flared even hotter between us then, not the kind that had driven us into a frenzy on the couch earlier, or even the kind that had driven us to the wall earlier, but the slow kind that burned hot before it became an inferno.

My hand slid down the plane of her stomach, bare beneath the sweater she had on. I felt how hot and damp she was the minute my fingers slid into her panties, and it made me groan against her neck. Only Emily could do this to me.

I’d spent far too long fighting this. I’d tried to convince myself she was just a toy, but she was far more than that to me. I wasn’t quite ready to step further than I already had, but Emily, my Emily, meant the world to me, and I wanted her to know that.

“Dylan, if you’re going to fuck me, I wish you would before I die from wanting you.” She purred the words as I picked her up and carried her to the bed.

“Don’t you worry, baby, I’m just about to save you from that wasteful death.” I pulled her sweater away, flicked the bra off of her body, tore her boots and those leggings off, flung it all away, and pulled my own clothes off.

When I settled down over her, my body between her thighs, I went on the offensive to drive death away. I bent down to circle a nipple with my lips, the way she liked. Her eyes went from her firm breasts to my lips before they closed with pleasure, and her head fell back. I thought I’d just fucked death right off.

I moved down her chest, but my little kitten had other ideas. She pushed me over, onto my back, and knelt between my legs. She made the most beautiful picture there, her face just over my cock as her bare ass waved in the light from an oil lamp left lit at the side of the bed.

My eyes focused on the pale flesh that had never seen the harmful rays of a tanning bed. I liked how pale she was, how it was different from all the other women who spent far too much time worrying about a tan. Every inch of her body was pale and bare, and even if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t care. Emily was perfect, bare or not, pale or not. I could see from the way she bit her lip that she wanted to touch me, wanted to take control if the moment, and I’d let her have it, for now.

She took my dick in her hand and swallowed it down her throat so fast all I could do was hang on. I knew she’d practiced on me quite a few times, but this was new. She must have watched some videos while I was gone, and I wasn’t about to complain. Not when I felt myself slide down her throat into those sweet, hot depths. Fuck, it was almost as good as fucking her, and if she kept it up, this game would be over with quickly. I wanted to tell her to stop but my hips surged up to push my dick further down her throat. If she wanted it, she could have every inch of me she could take.

I could feel how hard her nipples were as they pressed into my hard, muscular thigh. I wanted to have those nipples in my mouth, I wanted her to sit on my face so I could suck her clit, but fuck, all I could do was fuck her throat right now. Fuck, it felt so good, and damn if I didn’t want to come all over her pretty face.

My head fell back as her tongue worked over me, and when her hand came up to touch the muscles that rippled in my stomach, I nearly came undone.

I fucked up into her mouth now, and her hands clamped over my hips and hung on as my hands dug into her hair to hold her head still. She was in control, but she wasn’t. I was the one fucking her face, not the other way around, and she moaned around my dick. She loved it as much as I did.

Her hands slid under me to squeeze my ass, something I’d only recently learned I liked. Her fingernails dug into my skin as I thrust, over and over, until I was so close. Oh, so fucking close, and the little bitch nearly killed me when she pulled away.

“Emily?” I croaked, nearly dead from what she’d done. I was so close, fuck, I was going to die. I was so going to die.

She didn’t say anything, so I opened my eyes and looked at her.

“That’s an evil thing to do, Emily.”

“What?” She leaned back onto the quilt, her legs open, tempting me.

“You know what,” I growled and rose up over her.

I roughly flipped her over onto her stomach, and without a word, I settled her onto her hands and knees and fucked straight into her dripping body.

She’d teased me beyond control, and I knew that had been her plan when she moaned deep and loud with pleasure. I stabbed my hard length into her and pulled her hips tight so she couldn’t move.

“That was a nasty little trick to play, just to get fucked, pet.”

“It worked, sir.” I heard the smugness in her voice and decided I’d spank it out of her later. For now, I just needed to come and to come hard. Her tight pussy was hungry, and it pulled greedily at my flesh as I slid out of her, as if it didn’t want to let me go. I’d immediately pound into her, and when I heard that gasp, that oh so pleasing gasp, I found her clit and ground my thumb into it. The gasp came again, only it broke off just as my thumb began to make tight circles. She was about to blow.

“Take me with you, Emily, don’t you come without me.”