Chapter 45
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
BLAIR
Waking up today, a small smile graced my face at another night of peaceful sleep. The nightmares have been less frequent, and I'm thankful for that. They were never the same and caused me to relive the traumas I had experienced. I wonder if Emmett’s mom gets them, too.
Sera is staying at a secluded cabin they own, taking some much needed time to herself. I get it. I’m grateful she's free and where she belongs. Emmett wanted to join her, but she insisted on going alone. She did meet him in the middle and let him hire security to monitor her and check in with her every few hours.
With a new semester starting soon, I decided that my time at Blackwood is not yet complete and I want to stay. I’m nervous and unsure of how my future here will play out, but I’m ready to start moving on. To feel normal again. What happened to me does not define me, and I refuse to let it control me anymore .
Because a new semester is coming, the school has to do something with its dean-less status. They’ve sent out emails letting us know that James has been reported missing and that they don’t have any additional information at this time.
Obviously , I know the truth of what happened and where he is…well, where his remains are anyway. In the meantime, they’re looking for someone to take his place. Emmett would have been the obvious first choice, but he would have had to switch his major and shadow the interim dean until he had the proper education and experience.
He declined in favor of graduating first and wanting to pursue his own goals. He hasn’t gone into detail about them since much of the focus has been on Sera and myself. But I’m curious to know what his true passion is and what he wants to spend his life doing, besides worshiping me.
It dawns on me that I know the depths of his soul but I don’t know something as important as what his dreams are. I guess with everything we’ve been through together, it makes sense that small talk has been put on the back burner. I make a mental note to ask him soon.
I brush down my yellow sundress in the mirror while looking myself over. Emmett didn't tell me what he had planned for today, just to be ready and to wear a pretty dress. I rolled my eyes at the command from him. Despite what has happened, he never lost his bossy touch, and I appreciate that. It helps.
I look down at my phone vibrating as a text comes through.
Emmett: I'm here, little obsession .
Glancing over at the mirror once more, I tuck a loose wave of my hair back, then grab my purse and head out. Throwing my phone into the bag, I head downstairs and stop at the entryway mirror to check my appearance for a final time, before stepping out the front door.
My mouth drops as I look at what he decided to pick me up with. His fucking motorcycle. That wouldn’t be an issue except, I didn’t wear any fucking panties. “ Close your mouth, baby. I don’t want anyone to see you the way I do.” He chuckles.
I clamp my mouth shut and walk over to him. He puts the helmet on my head before holding out his hand and guiding me onto the bike. I try to push my dress down to cover myself as I throw my leg over and scoot on the back. The feeling of the leather against my bare skin makes my cheeks heat.
Emmett turns the bike on and revs the engine as he starts to move. The vibrations go straight to my bare clit pressed against the seat, causing me to gasp. “ What is it, baby?” He asks me. I debate if I should say anything but the words flow out.
“ I didn't wear any panties,” I whisper.
I feel his body tense underneath my hold. “ Little obsession, are you telling me that you have your bare cunt on my bike right now?” Amusement laces his voice but it's dim compared to the desire seeping through.
“ Maybe ,” I say playfully. That earns me a small chuckle as he speeds up, letting the bike vibrate under me.
As he continues driving, I can't help but shift my hips, rubbing against the warm leather of the seat. The vibrations paired with the feeling of the leather material make me bite my lip to ke ep a moan from seeping out. I hear him tsk through my helmet. “ That's very naughty, baby. I can feel you moving. Are you wet, Blair ? Are you rubbing your wet cunt on my bike right now?” He rasps.
My arms tighten around him while my hips grind a little harder, “ Yes ,” I gasp. My hands are wrapped around his chest so I drag them lower until they reach their destination. I cup my hand over him, feeling his hard length jerk in response.
“ Blair ,” he huskily rasps, “ Fuck .” He speeds up, the revving adding more stimulation to my swelling clit.
His voice fills my helmet and I close my eyes, letting my moans spill out as I thrust my hips forward. “ So filthy of you, baby. Rubbing your little wet pussy on the back of my bike. Such a greedy little thing you are.” The filthy words spur me on to grind harder, my release closing in on me.
But I freeze when his next words register, “ Don't you dare cum, Blair . Your orgasm is mine .” He rasps.
“ But it f-feels so good,” I moan as my clit bumps the edge of the leather seat once more. I feel his hand reach out and grip my thigh, hard.
“ Unless you want to be punished, don’t you dare cum on the back of this bike.” He growls, the wind around me increases, indicating that he’s picked up speed.
I close my eyes and thrust my hips forward again. I continue the motions, the seat beneath me becoming slippery and allowing for me to grind easier. My hips circle and jerk until the bike stops and the engine is cut off, the vibration leaving along with my growing orgasm. My eyes spring open to see a very grumpy Emmett standing in front of me.
His hand shoots out as he grabs my wrist and pulls me from the bik e. I don't get the chance to ask where we are or what we're doing before he's picking me up and placing me back on the seat. Only this time, I'm sitting on the edge, facing the side. Emmett steps in between my legs, making them spread to fit his frame. The warm air wraps around me and touches my core, reminding me that I am currently going commando, and with my legs spread like this, I'm very much exposed.
He tugs off his helmet and lets it drop to the ground next to him before removing mine and doing the same.
“ Emmett ,” I hiss. It was fine on the bike because my dress covered me. But right now, with his large frame between my thighs and my legs spread, my dress has raised around my hips, leaving me bare.
Exposed .
“ What , baby?” He says while placing his palms against my thighs, dragging his hands upward to my center. I reach out and grip his forearms, digging my nails into the skin.
“ Someone could see,” I say trying to sound stern but the breathiness of my voice betrays me.
“ I would remove their eyeballs before allowing them to see you like this, little obsession,” he mummers, his attention solely focused on my displayed pussy. Bringing his thumb to my swollen clit, he starts rubbing slow circles, causing a gasp to fall from my lips. His eyes shoot up to mine and then he's on me. With his other hand, he grabs the back of my neck and pulls my face to his, smashing our lips together.
His tongue pushes against my mouth, demanding entrance. I open willingly and let him devour me. Because that's what Emmett does, he devours. He keeps rubbing my clit making my hips jerk forward, seeking out more of his touch, more of him. He smirks against my lips, “ So needy. Do you want more, baby?” I whimper against his mouth while shaking my head yes.
“ Please ,” I whisper.
Emmett releases me and his hand leaves the place I need it the most, causing an unwarranted whine to fall from my lips. My eyes bounce between his and the growing smirk on his face, confusion taking over.
“ But I thought-” Before I can even finish my sentence, he's dropping to his knees in front of me, my legs being spread even more by his broad shoulders. He glides his hands up my thighs, pushing the material of my dress over my hips.
Staring between my legs as if he’s mesmerized, he mumbles, “ You’re lucky no one’s here, Blair . Because I need this sweet little pussy on my tongue right now.” It's then that I spare a glance around and realize we’re at a park. It's empty, but that's as far as my observations get before the feeling of his wet tongue is on me.
A low hum leaves him as his mouth covers my whole center. The vibrations make me push my hips further into his face. His hands reach out and grab my hips, urging me to move on his tongue.
“ That's it, baby. Go ahead and rub your dripping cunt on my face.” His filthy words urge me on, making me buck my hips faster. “ Just like that, Blair . Grind on my face the way you did on my bike.” He groans. I do just that.
Reaching out, I grab his hair and hold his face to my pussy while I move my hips, setting the rhythm just the way I want it. H is tongue flicks and swirls around my sensitive clit, making me moan.
“ That feels so good,” I whine. With his hands still gripping my hips, he stops my movements. Removing a hand, he brings it down and pushes two fingers into me. They slide in easily, quickly coated in my desire. The desire also coating Emmett’s face.
He starts pumping his fingers while he draws my clit into his mouth, sucking the nub hard, causing sparks and stars to fill my vision.
“ F -f-fuckk!” I yelp, the sensations of his fingers pumping into me while he sucks on my clit is overwhelming, bringing me to the edge far too fast.
His hand leaves my hip and I hear the sound of his belt coming undone, but I can't focus on what's going on with the pressure of his mouth against my clit. He picks up his pace with his digits, curving them and hitting that spot, causing loud moans to fall from my mouth. The orgasm continues to build and right before I tip over the edge, he's pulling away.
I go to protest but he's already standing and sliding his cock into me. The orgasm that was about to fade away comes crashing back with more force as he slams his hips to mine and brings his fingers to my clit. “ If you want to cum, it will be with my cock buried deep inside you.” He grunts. It feels like I float out of my body as the orgasm rocks through me. I can confirm astral projection is a very real thing.
The force is so strong, I can't speak. My body tingles everywhere and my vision goes black as it overtakes me. The feeling of his cock spearing through me is all-consuming. Emmett continues his relentless pace as he pounds into me with so much strength, I fear the bike will tip over.
“ Oh my god!” I scream, my pussy clenching and spasming around him, trying to pull him deeper.
“ That's it baby. Cum all over my cock while I fuck you on my bike. Such a dirty fucking girl, letting me do this, letting me fuck you where anyone could see. Fuck .” He groans and his hips start to lose their rhythm, becoming less steady and more frantic. He slams into me so hard, I lose my air as the bike shakes underneath me.
Just when I think he’s about to cum, he pulls out of me. Before I can ask what he’s doing, he’s lifting me off the bike and turning me around so I'm leaning over it. His hand grips my hip and he pulls me back while his other grabs my nape and pushes my head down to the seat. I feel the tip of his cock nudge me before he rams back inside, causing me to jolt forward as a yelp leaves my lips.
He uses his hold on my nape to put my face directly against the wet seat of the bike.
“ Clean it up, baby. Show me what a good slut you are. Lick yourself off of my bike.” He keeps me there as he pounds into me. My cheeks heat as the outside air kisses my bare skin. A hard smack against my ass draws a moan from my lips and pleasure swims into my core.
“ It wasn’t a suggestion. Stick out that pretty tongue and clean up your cum on my bike. If you do a good job, I’ll reward you.” A whimper leaves me as my tongue darts out to lick the seat. The taste of leather and us on my tastebuds.
“ There you go, my filthy girl. God , you look so fucking beautiful like this. Bent over my bike, licking up your mess. So fu cking perfect.” His hips continue to slam forward. My legs shake as I continue to dart out my tongue and drag it along the leather. A moan leaves me at the debauchery of it all.
“ You’re doing so good. You want a reward, baby? I want to feel you squeeze my cock while you scream out my name, show me who you belong to.” He grunts, his hold on my hip and neck tightening. I try to shake my head with the little room his grip gives me.
“ No . No , no I can’t handle it. I - I’m too sensitive, please-” My words are cut off as his hand covers my mouth. He slides his fingers inside and presses against my tongue.
“ You can and you will. Give me another, little obsession. Be a good little slut and cum on my cock,” Emmett commands.
He rubs his fingers on my tongue while I wrap my lips around them, sucking on his digits. I feel a finger slide between my legs as spit hits my ass, dripping down towards the hole. I bite down on his fingers as I feel him push the digit inside of my ass. He pumps in and out to match the pace of his hips. The feeling of being full of him sends me over the edge and I give him the orgasm he wanted from me.
“ That’s it. Look at you full of me, taking me in every one of your holes. Fuck . I love seeing you like this and knowing you’re all fucking mine.” I’m practically screaming around his fingers as the feeling washes over me. My legs are about to give out at the same time his fingers leave my mouth and ass, wrapping around my waist to hold me up while he continues his frenzied pace.
“ Fuck .” Emmett grunts as he slams all the way inside. He burrows him self deep and stays there. Somewhere in my orgasmic haze, I feel as he releases inside me, the warm liquid coating my insides. I'm too satisfied to care that we’re doing all of this in a very public place. Thankfully , no one has interrupted us yet.
Pulling out of me, he scoops up his cum as it leaks out, and pushes it back inside. Leaning forward, he bites my ass as he says, “ Mine .” The ownership is nothing new, but every time he says it my cheeks redden from the flattery. Emmett helps me stand back up and smooth my dress down.
I gasp as the feeling of liquid leaks down my leg.
“ Emmett ,” I hiss. “ I don’t have any panties. It’s leaking down my leg.”
He smirks while leaning forward and nipping at my exposed collarbones, “ Good . That’s your own fault.” I shake my head as he takes my hand and leads me out to a blanket lying on the ground under a nearby tree.
I was too narrowed in on the bliss I was feeling that I didn't notice it, or the picnic basket that sits on top. My heart swells at the sight. “ Emmett ,” I gasp. “ What is this?” He grabs my hand and tugs me towards the picnic he had set up for us. He pulls me down onto the blanket and when I try to sit next to him he yanks me directly between his thighs, pulling me down so I rest my back against his chest.
I laugh while settling myself between his legs. It's obvious his possessive nature will never go away. Humming contently, I watch as he leans over and shuffles through the basket. Pulling out a small bottle of champagne, he pops the cork and brings the bottle to my lips.
I open my mouth and eagerly drink down the fizzy berry flavor. Pulling the bottle away I chuckle, “ No glasses?” He hums against my back and I can feel the vibrations throughout my body.
“ Now why would I do that when it’s much more fun to feed you things myself?”
The irony isn't lost on me from the time he had my arms tied behind my back and fed me his cock.
My cheeks heat and when he places the bottle against my lips again, I immediately open up, needing the alcohol to chill my core. After a few more sips, Emmett places the bottle down and settles his hands on my exposed thighs, his thumb rubbing back and forth.
With the alcohol soothing me and making its way through my veins, I muster up the courage to tell him how thankful I am for him.
“ Thank you, Emmett . You’ve been so patient and kind with me. It’s funny considering how you relentlessly hunted me down and claimed me,” I laugh but continue, “ But you’ve been so understanding. I feel stronger than I did before, and I owe some of that to you.” I tip my head back to look at him, his eyes are soft and warm, and the green looks like freshly cut grass being graced by the sun.
He leans down and kisses my nose, “ We are two souls that share the same pain, Blair .” Nuzzling into my neck, he doesn't say more. I take the time to really think about what he said. Maybe that's why his broken pieces so easily fit into my own. They were broken by the same evil.
After a while, he breaks the silence.
“ I’m sorry, Blair .” I turn around to face him, confusion clouding my brain .
“ I can’t help but feel like I was responsible for all of this, as if I played a part in it. James warned me, told me to leave you alone and focus on my schoolwork or there would be fucking consequences. His consequences were always related to doing dirty work for him and I didn’t think this would be any different. He went after you to hurt me, and I don’t know how I could ever redeem myself from that. I’ve done some sinister shit, but knowing the hell you experienced started when you became my obsession, absolutely wrecks my soul.”
“ Not only that, but because of my selfish desires, you ended up pregnant. You were already in hell and had to suffer a miscarriage, by yourself, on the brink of fucking death.” A lump forms in my throat. Hearing him recount my trauma immobilizes me momentarily. I’m speechless but even more so that he feels this way. I’m not going to deny it and say his actions didn’t contribute, they most certainly did. His dire need to protect me though, shines through and shows me how regretful he truly is.
“ It was my fault. I was so obsessed with claiming you, tying you to me. I didn’t think. I didn’t know that it would end up that way. If I had never done that, you wouldn't have lost the baby,” he sighs.
“ Don’t get me wrong, I will still claim you. I will put my baby in you. But this time you’ll have a constant shadow at your back, there is not a step you will take that I won't be there to watch.” I roll my eyes and lightly chuckle at his certainty to do these things to me. He shakes his head, grabbing my chin and pulling me to face him. “ I’m serious. I will never let that happen to you again. If you thought I was psychotic or overly obsessive before, you’re in for a rude awakening, Blair . ”
A tear starts to form on my lash and flows down my cheek as I process his confession. I wrap my arms around his waist, burying my face into his chest.
“ I wanted to be happy about it, Emmett . If I had found out earlier, or in different circumstances, I would’ve been so fucking happy.” I cry in his embrace. “ They said vile, nasty things about the baby, Emmett .” I tremble as I recount the words that were spewed at me.
His face falls further than it did before. “ Well , it’s a good thing they’re all dead. Every single person involved in your kidnapping, auction, and purchase is dead. If someone tries to hurt you or our family ever again, I’ll make sure they regret it. I’ll make sure they die. I know there’s absolutely nothing I can do to justify the ways that I’ve added to your hell, but I promise you, my little obsession, I will always protect you. Now , until my very last breath.”
I nod and place a soft kiss against his lips. It’ll take some time, but I believe I’ll get there. I believe we’ll get there. His support thus far has proven to me I’m not alone in this, and I’m trying to accept that.
He pulls me out of my thoughts with his deep, raspy tone, “ Let’s head home, little obsession. I want my desert.” He smirks while holding his hand out to me. Placing mine in his own, I let him pull me up and take me back to his house to no doubt be devoured until the sun sets.
And once more when it rises again.