35. Emma
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
emma
After dinner, the only thing the two of us could think about was pegging. Which was not exactly how I thought our first date would end, but we were eager enough that we stopped by an adult store on the way home to buy everything we needed. We were now in my bedroom, staring at the bag of goods with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
Hunter put his hands on his hips. “I’m gonna take a shower and… prep.”
“I’m going to figure out how to put this on,” I said. “Then we’ll meet back here.”
“And we’ll give it a go.”
I nodded, now feeling a little nervous. But then Hunter tugged me close to him. I sucked in a breath, feeling his erection against me. “Fuck,” I whispered. “You’re so hard.”
“I am,” he murmured, kissing me. I parted my lips, our tongues meeting as he took me deeper. He moaned and drew back. “If neither of us enjoy this, there’s a thousand other things we can do. So there’s no pressure.”
I nodded. “I know. Thank you for trying with me.”
He kissed me again. “I’ve done some experimenting before, so I think I’m gonna like it.”
“I think I’m going to like it too.”
“I want missionary though, so you can look in my eyes while you fuck me.”
Fuck. That alone turned me on. He smirked as he kissed my forehead and headed for the shower, taking one of the bags with him.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out quickly, seeing a picture of Donnie from Honey. I smiled and hearted it. She’d kept him for the night and he looked perfectly content.
Now, back to business.
I pulled off my dress, kicked off my heels, unclasped my bra, and then pulled off the lace thong I wore. I gathered my clothes and moved them to a corner, tossing my shoes on top.
Our bag of toys sat on my bed. I opened it up, pulling out the black harness we’d bought. We'd also bought the largest bottle of lube we could find, knowing we would definitely need to use a lot.
Nerves kicked up again. We were really going to do this. It was a sexual fantasy I’d had for so long, it felt like I was walking through an erotic dream.
I grabbed the harness and unclasped it. It took a couple minutes, but I managed to fit it on. Then, I pulled the bright pink silicone dildo out of the box.
Because of course, if I was going to peg Hunter, it was going to be with a pink dildo.
I grabbed one of my sex toy wipes from my dresser drawer to clean it, and tossed the wipe in the trash. Then I worked to get the dildo through the hole in the harness, secured everything, and looked down with a sense of wonder.
The power went straight to my head. And pussy.
I’d never worn a strap-on before, but I loved it. I moved my hips, waving it back and forth with a soft giggle.
This was amazing.
I couldn’t believe Hunter was willing to try this with me. I hoped it would be something we both enjoyed. But like he said, if it wasn't, that was perfectly okay too. It was good to attempt new things, and know that if they didn't work for us, we could always try something else in the future.
I heard the shower turn off. I gave my hips an air thrust, giggling again as the dildo wobbled.
The vibrator. I couldn’t forget the vibrator. I had a small one that would fit against me while I wore the strap-on. I opened my drawer, rooting around until I found it. It came with a remote too, which I would happily present to Hunter.
I pressed the button and it started to vibrate against my fingers, and I turned it off.
This was going to be hot as fuck.
I readjusted the harness and fit the bullet vibrator against my clit. I held onto the remote and turned when I heard Hunter’s footsteps. He strode into the room with a towel around his waist, his chest dappled with water drops.
His eyes darkened as he looked at me. “Damn, baby. You’re sexier than sin.”
“I feel powerful,” I said, waving my hips.
He chuckled and then crossed to me in a stride. He cupped my face and let the towel drop to the floor. “You are powerful,” he said. “Are you ready to try this? I’m all cleaned up.”
“Yes,” I whispered. “I am. Are you?”
“I am.”
I swallowed hard, suddenly nervous again. I felt like I was fumbling around, but this was Hunter , I reminded myself. He was my…
He was my fiancé.
Maybe not officially, but I’d let my mind go with that for the rest of the night.
“I have a present for you,” I said.
“Oh?”
I gave him the remote to the vibrator. He smiled as he took it.
“Thank you,” he said. “For your trust and for your orgasms.”
“I can say the same thing,” I chuckled.
Hunter kissed me softly and slowly backed me to the bed. My knees hit the mattress and I fell back, our kisses heating up as he crawled over me.
“I thought I was supposed to be on top,” I giggled, giving his chest a light shove.
He wrapped his arms around me and rolled, seating me on top of his hips. We look down at my strap on, the pink dildo bright against his hard stomach. He held the remote to my vibrator in one of his hands, his thumb circling the button.
The anticipation was going to kill me.
“All right, sparks,” he said. “Let's see what we can do.”
I slid off him and grabbed the bottle of lube as he spread his legs. I licked my lips as I studied his cock. It was hard and ready and…
Before I could stop myself, I leaned down, bringing the head to my lips.
“Fuck,” he grunted.
I took him deeper, sucking him slowly. His eyes glued to me as I bobbed my head up and down. The taste of his pre-cum sat on my tongue. I was hungry for more.
I wrapped my hands around the base of his cock, slowly jerking him as I sucked the tip. I cupped his balls, rolling them gently as I continued to pleasure him. His cock hit the back of my throat, working to take as much of him as I could. He was too big for me to ever completely deep-throat him, but I still tried, groaning around him.
“Fuck, baby. You're really good at this. Keep sucking.”
His breathy command went straight to my pussy. It turned me on, and I was already wet from just these actions alone. I popped my lips as I pulled off of his cock and dragged my tongue down the underside to his balls. I sucked one of them into my mouth gently, enjoying the way he moaned.
I kept stroking his cock as I continued to suck on his balls, and he tilted his hips back, giving me access to his ass. I looked up at him, meeting his gaze before taking my tongue lower.
“Yes,” he gasped. “ Fuck .”
The tip of my tongue slowly circled his hole. I started off carefully, and then began to push, using more force as I rimmed him. Hunter’s moans floated through the bedroom as I stroked his cock and fucked his ass with my tongue, my entire body throbbing with need.
There was something so sexy about knowing that Hunter, a tough handyman and farmer, was willing to be so vulnerable with me. It was hot and sexy, and such a fucking turn on.
Hunter arched, clearly fighting himself to not take control. He let out a frustrated breath as his cock throbbed. I pushed my tongue deeper, feeling his hole give way to me.
“Good girl. God, you're doing this so well. Keep going, baby.”
His praise went straight to my pussy. I drew back, replacing my tongue with my fingers, circling him.
“Lube,” he gasped.
“Yes, sir.”
I leaned back and snatched up the bottle, flipping open the cap. I poured a large amount of lube over my dildo, stroking it up and down. Then I added more and circled his hole, slowly pushing a finger inside him.
“You have to relax,” I said softly.
He let out a chuckle, and his muscles relaxed some. He blew a sharp breath as I pushed some of the lube inside him, using two fingers to gently stretch him.
“How does that feel?” I asked.
“Really good,” he huffed. “You're doing such a good job. You can go deeper if you want.”
I went deeper, thrusting them in and out slowly, then slowly rubbed down over his prostate.
Hunter immediately grunted. “Fuck!”
“Too much?” I asked immediately.
“No. Fuck. Emma, I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”
“Do you—do you want to come?”
“ Yes. Make me come. ”
Whatever he said next was lost to a groan as I began to massage his prostate. His cock jerked on its own and within a few seconds, cum ejected from the tip, dripping down his length. My eyes widened as I realized I’d made him come without even touching his cock.
“Fuck,” he panted.
I leaned forward, licking up the mess he’d made. His cum was thick and salty. I licked my lips and sat back, readjusting myself so the tip of the dildo rested against his asshole.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“Yes, baby.” His eyes lit up and I heard a click .
I gasped as the vibrator sitting against my clit roared to life. I’d forgotten all about it. I cried out, my head falling back for a moment. He turned down the intensity just enough to let my brain function again.
“Fuck.” I could barely get myself together.
“Fuck me ,” he demanded.
I rested my hands on the backs of his thighs as I eased forward.
“Slow,” he grunted.
I nodded, my breath hitching as he slowly took the dildo. The vibrations thrummed against my wet pussy, pleasure rolling through me. I trembled as I eased forward, giving him more.
“Good girl. Keep going. Nice and slow.”
His voice was strained. His eyes fluttered on a soft moan and then I heard a click again.
I cried out as the vibrations kicked up in intensity. I rocked my hips, fighting to control myself. The dildo pulled back with me and then I slowly thrust forward, running my hands up my body to my breasts.
“Good girl. Play with yourself while you fuck me, baby.”
My entire body was so sensitive. I whimpered as I began to pump in and out of him, circling my breasts and pinching my nipples. Electric pleasure thrummed with every thrust, the combination of pegging Hunter and the vibrator dragging me to the edge.
I was so, so close to coming.
I planted my hands on his chest and fucked him harder. Hunter’s mouth fell open on a groan as I took him over and over.
“Oh god,” I cried.
His cock had softened after coming, but it was hard again. He kicked up the vibrator another notch, drawing a cry out of me before dropping the remote and stroking himself. His eyes closed as he moaned, our bodies melding together.
“I’m going to come,” I squealed.
“Come for me,” he rasped.
I thrust into him a few more times before my orgasm washed over me. I froze, a cry trapped in my throat as my body tensed, the pleasure exploding. For a few blissful moments, everything was perfect. Everything was beautifully perfect.
I sucked in a breath as it ebbed. I panted as I looked down at Hunter, drinking in the hungry expression on his face.
“That was beautiful,” he said.
I moved my hips and he nodded, still stroking himself. My heart pounded as he grabbed the remote, turning off the vibrator so I didn’t completely fall apart again. I moved my hips, fucking him in long, deep strokes until his own cry echoed through the room and he came again.
He came for me. For me and me alone. More cum streaked his skin, his muscles relaxing as he melted beneath me.
“I love you,” he whispered.
My eyes teared up and I leaned forward, kissing him hard. “I love you too, Hunter.”
“I love you so much. I love you so, so much. I love you just the way you are.”
I dragged him into another kiss as he thumbed away my tears.
I love you just the way you are.
I’d been waiting my whole life to hear someone say that to me.