Chapter 36
Chapter Thirty-Six
Jeremy
I open the door to Emma’s room, closing and locking it behind me.
Emma is laying on her bed, feet flat on the mattress and one knee dropped down. She’s touching herself and one look at her fingers lazily rubbing circles around her clit, her perfect pink pussy wet and glistening and bared for me, has my brain shorting out and my cock jumping in my pants.
I don’t say anything. I just walk over to the bed and stand above her, eyes glued to her fingers as she works herself over.
“You like watching me touch myself?” Emma asks in a breathy voice, her fingers speeding up, hips rocking slightly. Her other hand slides up to pinch one nipple then the other.
“Like it?” I manage. “I don’t think there’s a word for how I feel, watching you rub that needy clit, your pussy already dripping. I want to watch you come. I fucking need it. Will you make yourself come for me?”
“Yes,” Emma gasps out, working herself faster, dipping her fingers down her slit to collect the moisture pooling there, using it to circle her clit. I can tell she’s close when her hips start to rise and fall in earnest. She brings her other hand down to slide a finger inside, pumping it in and out while she works her clit furiously.
“Oh my god, Jeremy, I’m so close. So, so close. It feels so good.”
“I know you are, Pretty Girl. I love seeing those hips move, your fingers stuffed inside yourself. I bet you wish that was my cock, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she moans, adding a second finger and fucking herself faster. My cock is hard as a rock, begging to be let out of its confines. I palm myself through my sweatpants, squeezing, looking for some relief, but there is none to be had. There won’t be until I’m inside her.
“It will be soon. I promise. I’ll have you coming on my cock so many times you’ll be begging me to stop. Now, rub that clit faster and get there, Pretty Girl. Show me how beautiful you look when you come.”
“Shit,” Emma moans, hips writhing on the bed. “I’m coming. Jeremy. Holy fuck.”
Emma’s hips lift off the bed, and she groans as she comes, fingers never slowing as she works herself through her orgasm. Jesus Christ, if that wasn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, it sure was close.
Not able to go a second longer without touching her, I drop to my knees, grabbing her legs and pulling her to the edge of the bed. She lets out a yelp when I wrap my arms around her thighs and press my face against her pussy, shoving my tongue inside her and licking up her release. The taste of her makes my head spin, but I don’t want her to come again yet. So I give her one long lick and plant a kiss on her clit. Then I stand, crooking a finger at her to get her to sit up. She does, her grin devilish.
I lean down and kiss her, sliding my tongue inside her mouth so she can taste herself, and she lets out a moan, grabbing the back of my head to take the kiss deeper. She whines when I break away, standing straight up and taking a step closer to the bed, tugging off my T-shirt and throwing it on the ground.
“Take my cock out.”
“Excuse me?” she asks, eyes flashing at the command in my tone.
“You heard me. Take my dick out. Now.”
Emma crosses her arms, pushing her tits together. I wonder whether she’d let me fuck them and come all over her chest and throat. Probably. She’s filthier than I am.
“If I take it out, I suck it.”
I smirk at her. “Oh, you’ll suck it.”
Emma’s eyes flash, and she pushes down my sweats and boxers in one go. She wraps her hand around my cock and gives it a firm stroke, rubbing her thumb over my slit, collecting the bead of precum.
“Shit,” I mutter, rocked by the sensation of her hand. “I need your mouth on me.”
“Beg me.”
Holy hell .
Our push-pull and fight for control is hot as fuck, and it makes me want to give her exactly what she wants. I reach over and slide a thumb down her jaw and along her bottom lip.
“Please, Pretty Girl, get this beautiful mouth on me. I need it, so badly.”
Emma grins at me. “I love it when you beg.”
Then she grabs my hips and pulls me closer. She swirls her tongue along my tip and then slides my cock into her mouth, taking as much of me as she can, gliding her tongue along the underside.
“Fuck,” I gasp, tangling one of my hands in her hair.
She slides her mouth back up, flicking her tongue into the sensitive groove below the tip, and I almost combust. But when she takes me all the way to the back of her throat, swallowing around me and bringing her other hand up to press a finger right behind my balls, I have to clench my ass cheeks to keep from coming.
“Goddammit,” I growl, pulling out of Emma’s mouth and leaning down to kiss her deeply. “Your mouth is fucking sinful, Pretty Girl, but the only place I’m coming tonight is inside of you. Flip over and get that perfect ass in the air.”
She does what I ask, rising up onto her knees and resting on her forearms. And the view. God, the view. Creamy freckled skin, ass that I want to sink my teeth into, tumbled red hair ready for me to wrap around my fist. I want everything. All of it. Now.
“You are so perfect, Ems. You ready for me?”
“Please.” Her voice is breathy, and she gasps as I grab her hips and climb onto the bed behind her. Leaning over her, I kiss her neck and lick down along her spine as I press my cock between her legs. I slide myself along her slit, coating my cock in her wetness and nudging her clit. I do it again and Emma rocks her hips back, looking for friction, and she moans in frustration when I pull back.
“Talk to me, Ems. Tell me what you need.”
“I need you inside me. Please, Jeremy. Fill me up.”
Her voice is needy and desperate, and when she sounds like this, there’s nothing I wouldn’t give her. Pulling back, I grip her hips tighter and notch my cock at her entrance, pushing into her hot, wet heat. A raspy moan comes from my chest as her pussy strangles my cock and I sink deeper inside her.
Emma moans and pushes back against my cock, taking all of me. I fold myself over her back so I can talk right into her ear, sliding my hands around her body to play with her nipples. I get a jolt of pleasure at the way her pussy tightens around me.
“You take me so well, Pretty Girl. Do you even know how good you feel, wrapped around my cock like this? I could live inside you forever.”
“Jeremy,” Emma whimpers out. “I need you to move. Please.”
“Anything you want, Ems. I’ll give you fucking anything.”
Keeping my hands on her tits, I lift up on my knees, bringing her with me. With her back flush against my chest, I pull out and thrust back in, pinching her nipples as she cries out and reaches up to wrap an arm around my neck and anchor herself to me.
“Harder,” she rasps.
“Anything,” I repeat into her ear. Pleasure swims in my veins at the feel of being so close to her, her lilac scent surrounding me.
I lick and suck a path up her neck, and Emma turns her head so our mouths meet in a wet, filthy kiss. We taste and tease, and I suck her tongue into my mouth as I pull back and snap my hips against her, again and again, fucking her hard as she moans into my mouth and need pounds in my blood.
And suddenly, it’s nowhere near enough.
“I need to see you,” I rasp out, pulling out and flipping Emma onto her back. I push her legs apart and thrust back inside her, rolling my hips to give her clit the friction I know she needs. I angle my thrusts to hit the spot that drives her wild, and I feel her inner walls tighten around me.
“Oh my god, yes,” Emma cries out. “Right there. Don’t stop. It feels so good.”
“Fuck, Pretty Girl, you are so perfect, squeezing my cock like that. Come for me.”
I hook my arm under her knee and push it up towards her chest, spreading her wide and keeping up a steady pace. It doesn’t take long before Emma is tightening around me, letting loose a string of unintelligible words as she comes. I lean down and press my mouth to hers, swallowing her sounds and slowing the roll of my hips to work her through her orgasm while trying to hold off my own. I’m nowhere near done with her.
When Emma’s body relaxes, I wrap both arms around her and roll us so she is splayed on top of me, my cock still buried inside her.
“Your stamina is top-notch,” Emma manages, lifting her head to look at me.
I grin up at her, pushing my hips up just a little, loving her breathy moan as I hit her sensitive clit.
“Only for you, Ems. There is no amount of you that would ever be enough. Now sit up and ride this cock. Soak my dick, Pretty Girl.”
Emma smirks at me. “The pleasure is all mine.”
I expect playfulness. I expect possession and the usual battle for control that I crave with her. I expect bone-melting pleasure. But what I don’t expect is for my eyes to lock with Emma’s as she rises over me and the air in the room to thicken with soul-deep emotion and unsaid words. For my heart to pound as she moves, keeping her eyes on mine, breath hitching as she takes her pleasure from my body. For the words to rise up from the deepest part of me.
I love you . I love you. I love you.
I’ve loved Emma for a long time. I know I have. But this is the first time I feel it so intensely that it draws a line between what was and what is. I feel the shift as if it were a living, breathing thing. There is no going back from here.
She is mine. Body, mind, and soul and come what may.
The realization rocks me, and suddenly Emma is too far away, even though she’s sitting on top of me and I’m buried inside her body.
I’m not surprised Emma senses the shift. Rolling her hips over me smoothly, she reaches down and locks her hands around my neck, pulling me up so she’s settled on my thighs, and we’re face to face, chest to chest. Heart to heart. Emma brings her mouth to mine as she moves above me. She sucks my bottom lip into her mouth, nipping at it until I open for her, and she dives in, her tongue sliding into my mouth, mimicking the motion of her body.
My pleasure rises with every move of her hips. I glide my hands up and down her back, over her ass and down her thighs and back up again. I want to brand every inch of her with my touch, mark her as mine, keep her with me forever.
I break the kiss, bringing a hand up to cup Emma’s cheek, keeping our eyes locked as she grinds down on my cock, my head spinning and the base of my spine starting to tingle. I hold back, though, determined to take Emma with me. It feels acutely important that we come together, that I share this moment with her. The one where everything changes.
I lick my thumb and press it to her clit, moving it in the tight circles I know drive her wild. When I start to fuck up into her, Emma groans, the movement of her body speeding up, meeting me thrust for thrust as she barrels towards her own release and takes me to mine.
“I’m so close,” she moans out, eyes locked on mine. “It’s so good, Jeremy. You feel so good.”
As my pleasure rises, my filter lowers and words spill out of me as we both climb higher.
“It’s never been like this, Ems. Never. Only with you. I need you. All of you. And I never want to let you go. Come for me, Pretty Girl. Take me with you.”
I increase the pressure of my thumb on her clit and Emma cries out, moves her hips faster as her orgasm tightens her entire body. I slam up into her harder once, twice, three times, and I careen over the edge, my own orgasm barreling into me. Electricity snakes up my spine, and my vision edges black. My balls draw up tight and I burst, pleasure swamping me as I hold Emma tight and release into her body, filling her up. A fierce possession fills me at the thought of my cum inside of Emma, and I lock my arms even tighter around her as she drops her head onto my shoulder, both of us breathing hard, hearts pounding against each other.
We stay like that, slick bodies pressed together and my half-hard cock still inside her. I’m flayed open, every emotion on full display, nowhere to hide and nowhere to run.
Emma is the first to break the silence, lifting her head up so she can look me in the eyes, our faces inches apart. Her eyes are still glazed with pleasure but looking at me with a raw intensity.
“I’m yours, Jeremy. I need you too, and you never have to let me go.”
The words are right there. Rising up in my throat and filling my heart and my head, and I’m shocked Emma can’t see them. But then I know she can because she puts a hand on my cheek and leans in to press a soft kiss to my lips and wraps me up in her warmth and safety. She gives me so much. I want to give her everything.
“Tell me something true, Jeremy.”
“I love you,” I rasp out, saying the words to Emma for the very first time, and I’m surprised that it’s not scary at all. Instead, it feels exactly right, saying them to her. Emma’s eyes well with tears, and I bring my thumb up to wipe away one that escapes and rolls down her cheek. I leave my hand there, needing to be connected to her in every way possible.
“I’ve loved you for so long. Years, I think. I thought it would be scary to tell you, but it’s not because it’s you and me. You know me better than anyone, and you understand my broken parts and make me feel like maybe they aren’t so broken anymore. You’ve given me family and a home and more happiness than I ever thought I would have. I never want to spend another day without you. You brought me back to life, Ems. There is so much in me for you, and I want to give you everything. You and Maddy, because I love her too.”
Emma closes her eyes for a second, leaning into my hand, and when she opens them, I see everything I feel reflected back at me. My heart beats with love for her.
“I love you too. I love you so much. I’ve never needed anyone the way I need you. You are everything to me. I promise I’ll make you feel loved and safe and cared for. You and Maddy. You’ll never have to wonder or worry because I’m right here, and I’ll never leave. Both of you are mine to keep.”
I lean in and kiss Emma deeply. It’s a kiss full of hope and love and anticipation for a future I never could have dreamed of but that is right here in front of me.
“Thank you for loving me,” I whisper when I break the kiss.
Emma kisses me one more time and brings her hands up to cup my face, keeping her eyes on mine.
“I promise I’ll love you the way you deserve to be loved. The way you’ve always deserved to be loved.”
We stay like that for a while, soaking up this moment, and I send up a prayer of hope to the universe that it will always be like this.