Chapter 17
D awn was less than two hours away. Carter had sent her off after a few more kisses to her room, and a shower, and there was a robe waiting for her, plush and fluffy with a note to go to the last room on the left, which she knew was Neon’s room.
She padded down the hall, intent on seeing her last lover, though sad because he was the last. And while she did know who they all were now, she didn’t know where things were going to go after the sun rose, and how things would sit now that she knew.
Oh, she knew she would be discreet with them, and she would keep their secret, always, but leaving them in a few hours...it didn’t feel right. Damn it, forever felt right.
Opening the door, she found Emerson, because his mask was on the bedside table, waiting for her in a pair of very thin sleep pants. “Right on time,” he said before she was in his arms and he was carrying her to the bed.
“Different...” she said as he deposited her with an oof.
He smiled. “I’m trying something different,” he said and shucked his pants, crawling up on the bed to her.
“Oh?” She smiled, enjoying watching how he moved toward her, all controlled violence and grace. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but warning bells were not going off in her head so, trust was still the word of the day.
Reaching her, he smiled as he looked her over. “Seeing you at my mercy is a powerful thing, and it does things to me, but seeing you here, soft, willing and bright, it’s doing something else to me. I got to thinking before, what would mutual pleasure do for both of us...”
“It’s always pleasure with you, Emerson,” she said. His oral fixation with her at first was daunting, but now, she loved when he used her for his pleasure. “I’m yours to use how you need.”
“Tonight, I need to love you, and just as me,” he said, caressing her naked thigh.
“Is that allowed?” she said with a frown.
“You don’t want that?”
“I do... Very much,” she said. “I just don’t want that secret wish to ruin this...for you all.”
He groaned and she was under him. “It’s my secret wish, too,” he said and kissed her.
She melted into him arched into his naked body as his hands made quick work of the fluffy robe, exposing her to him.
Skin on skin, she whimpered and moaned as he lifted her hip and drove into her, fast and hard, and she gasped.
“Em...” she moaned as she kissed his face, shoulder, anywhere she could reach, as he took her, hips rolling. She arched to meet each thrust, their skin on skin contact making everything more...connected. “Fuck, you are so fucking good to me.”
“You feel so fucking good, baby.” He turned them and she was on top then, his grin finding her. “Ride, baby...don’t hold back, yeah?”
She closed her eyes, tipped her head back and bounced on him, his hands rolling up her thighs, her torso, fingers pinching her nipples.
“Ah!” she cried out as she came for him, the pinch bringing it to the foreground.
And then she was moving, off his cock, his hands on her hips holding her up as he settled her just at his shoulders. “Wha...”
She barely got the words out before he was wrapping his arms around her thighs and pulling her down to his mouth. “Oh God! Emerson!” She shook as he sucked her clit, sending her skyrocketing once again.
“Gods, you really need to sit on my face more often,” he groaned from under her. “So fucking sweet...”
Panting, she nodded. “Anything you want, my Neon...”
“No, right now I’m Emerson... Your Emerson...”
“Yes... Fuck yes...” she said and then he was sliding her down his body once more. He rolled them so she was under him and entered her again, she sobbed. “So good...”
“You give of yourself to me, to him?” he said as he loved her.
“Yes...” she said. “For you, for him..”
He took her harder then, gripping her hips, giving as he took, sending her to the stratosphere once again. “Emerson, please... Please...”
Snarling, he changed his angle and she shattered once more, and she screamed into the coming dawn, giving everything ‘til it turned into a whisper, tears coming to her eyes.
Emerson was there, kissing her, whispering praise, his hands rubbing her sides, skin...everything a lover would do...everything someone that loved her would do.
“Holy shit,” she said as she came down, kissing him, their lips doing a dance her body loved. “Emerson...”
“God below... You are amazing...” He kissed her once more, and then rolled them so he was holding her. “I’m never going to get enough.”