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His grin slid off his face.
Shoving aside the burst of fear, I kept going. “I’m a virgin.”
For a long moment, no one said anything, and then Emerson shifted forward, his hands going to the backs of my knees, where he yanked me forwards, closer to where he kneeled on the carpet. My pussy was suspended in the air now, only inches from the length of him. He was staring down at it, every molecule in his body radiating tension as he drank me in.
“Emerson…?” I whispered it, a question.
He moved his hands from my knees, letting me hold myself on either side of his waist. I was transfixed, watching as his hands rose to grip the edge of his shirt. Then with one clean jerk, Emerson ripped every button, every fastening clean off, exposing his smooth, olive-toned chest and belly to my eyes.
“A virgin? Not for long.”
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Chapter Ten
Emerson
I could lose myself in her. Turn off every warning bell and alarm and just sink into her chaos and beauty and sweetness. It would be easier than anything else I’d ever done.
My fingers trailed down her belly, which was flatter in this position but no less full of my baby. My eyes slid shut as bliss threatened, and my cock throbbed in desperation to get inside her.
“Do you feel that, beautiful?” I rolled my hips against her to prove to her just how badly I ached for her. How much I hadbeenaching all this time.
“I want you,” Whitney mumbled, her head thrashing a little on the cushions of my couch. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was aware that I was being completely reckless taking her here. But the rest of me didn’t care. Knew that we were both so far past what was normal that the fact I could take her here was nothing in the grand scheme of things.
“Can I have you? Can I pop that sweet cherry?” I reached up to cup her breasts, letting my fingers brush over her nipples, careful and gentle with the sensitive pink flesh.
“Oh God,” she moaned, her hands on my shoulders, tugging and pulling at my shoulders as if to drag me over her body. I resisted easily but enjoyed the feel of her nails scoring my skin as I continued to play with her nipples.
Because I needed to hear her say it. To hear her beg. Maybe then she would understand what was between us was more than chemistry. It was more than a fluke in good timing.
It was fate.
With that thought burning in my brain, I leaned over her, my height enabling me to lie gently over each raised tip, tasing them as I went. “Sweet girl, are you going to let me play with these when they get big and swollen with your milk? I hope you do. I want to taste every part of you, and the idea of sucking on these—” I tugged for just a minute “—makes me hard as stone.”
Whitney stared at me with huge eyes. “You want that?”
“I would savor every drop, beautiful, but only if you want me to.”
“I think I do.” Her hips rolled against me. “I wish I could feel more of you. I want more of you.”
My palm lowered so that it pressed lightly across her baby bump. “I don’t want to hurt them.”
“I know,” Whitney whined.
I leaned over her to press my lips to her belly in a feverish kiss. I couldn’t wait much longer, but I would. I would wait fucking forever it meant that I could be with this woman. The mother of my children. The keeper of my freaking ice-cold heart.
“Do you trust me?”
Her answer was immediate. “Completely.”
“Roll over.” I shifted back so she could roll over on the cushions, positioning her heart-shaped ass right into my hands as her torso balanced on the edge of the couch. I scooted her forward until her chest and upper body were propped up there. But her pussy, her completely bitable cheeks were tucked in tight against my cock.
“Emerson,” she whispered, arching her back.
“Tell me.”
“Take me, Emerson. Make me yours…completely.”
