CHAPTER THREE #2
She leans down and kisses me as she puts her hands around my neck and pulls me toward her.
This one isn’t like the tentative ones she’s given me before.
This is more. This is intense. She moans, and my tongue gains interest. Fuck me, the way her lips move, it’s like no one else I’ve ever kissed.
Kinsley breaks it and touches her forehead to mine.
“I know you said you wanted to do right by me and not rush things even though we’re both crazy attracted to each other, but I was thinking if you really think about things, this is kind of like our third date.
I mean, we met at the bar and hung out, went to the lake, and then had breakfast. We’ve texted, talked, and video chatted a lot and then tonight…
” I move my head only because I need to look into her eyes to see if she’s thinking what I think she is, but she’s looking down.
“Yeah, I mean, we could count them like that. What are you thinking, sweetheart?” She bites her lip for a millisecond before she looks up, and the amount of heat in her eyes surprises me.
“Well, it’s like Bernadette told Howard on The Big Bang Theory.
The third date is the sex date, isn’t it? ”
I have to ask before I lose the use of my brain cells.
“Are you saying you want that? I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything.
” She gives me a small smile. “I don’t feel pressured, but I’d really like to feel you inside of me.
” My body moves faster than my brain, and before I know it, I’m up off the couch with her in my arms. Thankfully, she gave me a tour of the apartment earlier.
Kinsley kisses my neck as I hurry down the hallway to her bedroom.
I make it through the doorway and to her bed in just a couple of steps.
I set her down on the bed, and my hands are almost shaking with anticipation.
She looks like a vision laid out on her bed.
That’s a vision I’m going to explore with my hands and my mouth.
Kinsley moves and tosses her shirt off. Fuck me…
I didn’t know a basic white bra could be so hot.
She gives me a smile. “Your turn, mister. I’m dying to see you with your shirt off. ”
“I’ll give you whatever you want, baby.” I take off my shirt, undo my belt, and kick off my shoes.
Kneeling on the bed, I pull her pajama pants down, revealing the sexiest pair of blue lace panties.
“I think blue is my new favorite color.” I lean over her and kiss her, needing to feel her lips again.
Feeling her skin against mine has my anticipation ratcheting up sky high.
I need to taste her and then make her mine in a way that will make her never want to leave.
Kinsley
When Emmett took his shirt off, I might have had a stream of drool come out of me.
Holy hell, the man is built. He may not have a six-pack, but his broad shoulders and thick build tell you he’s got some serious strength and power.
Hell, he carried me down the hallway like it was nothing.
His skin tone reminds me of my favorite hot chocolate, and that brings back the idea of tracing his tattoos with my tongue. Hell, I wanna lick him all over.
The way he kisses me makes me think all the kisses before him were just poor examples of the definition of the word.
I move my hands and touch his bare skin, and it’s almost like lightning.
It sets off a spark in both of us. I don’t even realize what I’m doing till he’s pushing my pajama pants down further toward my ankles as I try to unbutton his jeans.
The need to have him naked is staggering.
All I can focus on is our lips still locked together.
Emmett breaks the kiss as he pulls down one side of my bra. He looks at my breast and barely licks the nipple before sucking on it as he releases my other breast and massages it. I can’t help the moans that come out of my mouth. I didn’t know I enjoyed my breasts being played with. Who knew?
As he moves to suck my other breast, I wonder if he is going to tear off my panties like I’ve read about in so many books.
Emmett lets my nipple go and starts kissing down my body, making all self-conscious thoughts about my stomach and stretch marks leave my head.
His hands follow where his mouth goes. Gods help me, but his large hands on my body have me feeling small in the best way possible.
His lips leave my body at my hip, and I look up to see what he’s doing just as he lifts up one of my legs.
“I’m gonna taste what I’ve been wanting since the night we met.
I think it might just become my favorite dessert.
” Oh my. Emmett slowly starts pulling down my panties, kissing a path down my leg to my knees, where he lifts my other leg and repeats the same motions, not seeming to be in a rush at all.
Once he’s got my panties down to my knees, he leans down and grabs one side of them with his teeth, gently pulling them off, never taking his eyes off mine.
Fuck me, that’s even hotter than ripping them off.
He takes them and puts them in his pocket.
“I needed to unwrap this present slowly so I could appreciate it even more. Now to taste.” Before I can make a smart remark back, he dives between my legs, and his tongue goes straight to my clit.
Ohhhh my, the man’s tongue is hitting just the right spot.
I’m getting close, but Emmett surprises me by adding a finger to what his tongue is doing.
My orgasm rages forward, and I might levitate off the bed as I scream out my orgasm and shake with the power of it.
I…I don’t have words for what that man just did to me, other than he turned me into a puddle of mush.
Emmett’s off the bed and pushing his jeans down along with his boxers.
“That’s one. Your second one, I want to come when I’m inside of you.
” I look down and I realize that not every book lies about a man’s size.
I mean, it’s not the size of my arm, but I can tell that I’m gonna be feeling him for plenty of time afterward.
I lean back, expecting him to move, but I hear crinkling first and realize he’s putting a condom on.
I realize we haven’t talked about protection or anything, and I feel dumb because that’s usually the first thing I bring up.
Emmett looks at me and sees the surprise on my face.
“I know we didn’t talk about things, and we will, but this covers us for right now.
I can’t wait a moment longer to be inside of you.
” I’ve never felt desired until this moment.
He doesn’t just want sex. He wants me. I somehow find my voice and speak up.
“We will, but you’re right. I wanna feel you now. ”
He crawls back on the bed between my legs and leans forward, kissing me.
I kiss him back, filled with emotions that I shouldn’t be feeling already, but can’t deny that I do.
He pulls his lips away from mine, and I feel him at my entrance.
He enters me in one movement, and we both let out a groan. I’ve never felt fuller in my life.
Emmett
The moment I entered Kinsley, I knew I had found my heaven, and she’d ruined me for other women.
The feeling of being inside her has me seeing stars and counting sheep to make sure I don’t come as fast as a virgin having sex for the first time.
I look down at her beautiful face and am one hundred percent honest with her.
“I took my time tasting you, but I can’t go slow now.
I’m teetering on the edge but want you to come with me.
” Kinsley, who is usually shy, surprises me with a smile.
“I don’t need it slow. I’m not a delicate doll.
We can do slow later. Make me feel you after you’ve gone home.
” Well, shit. What my woman wants, she gets.
“You got it, baby.” I start at a fast pace, propping myself above her, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in.
I do that a few times before the pull of her is too great, and I switch to fast, shorter movements.
Kinsley is quite vocal, and I love it. She’s not really saying words, but by the volume and intensity of her moans, I can tell she’s getting close.
Thank fucking God, because with each thrust, I’m closer and closer to the point of no return.
She surprises me again by reaching up and pulling me down to kiss her.
Fuck, her lips and tongue are going to be my undoing.
I break the kiss for just a moment to get out a warning. “I’m so fucking close.”
I get rewarded with a groan and, between shallow breaths, she says, “I am too…soooo close.” I know I have only one, maybe two thrusts in me before I blow, so I reach between us and my finger finds just the right spot…
“Oooohhhh…yyyyeeesss.” Her coming has me losing control.
“Fffffuuuucccckkkk!” I come down, careful not to put all my weight on her.
I lay back down next to my woman and pull her into my arms. As both of our breathing begins to slow down, I give her a kiss before I ask her the most important question.
“You okay? Was that too rough?” I’m gifted with a big smile that doesn’t seem to come out all the time.
“That was perfect. You, sir, are quite talented with more than one of your appendages.” I can’t help but laugh.
“I’ve never been complimented quite that way, but I’m so very glad you think so.
Give me a few minutes and I’ll show you how much I like nice and slow, too.
” I roll off the bed, and take care of the condom quickly into the trash that I saw was next to the bed.
Kinsley turns toward me and climbs on top of me.
“I’m looking forward to finding out all the ways you like it.
” She plants little kisses on my chest. “I’m just sorry I have class tomorrow, so we won’t be able to stay here and hurkle durkle the morning away.
” The what? “Um…do you not have enough blood cells back in your brain yet, sweetheart? ‘Cause what in the hell did you just say? It didn’t sound like English to me.”
Kinsley starts laughing… no, not laughing, she’s straight-up giggling.
I must make a face because she tries to stop, and after a couple of minutes, she finally gets herself under control.
“It’s a real saying. It basically means lying in bed and lounging around after you’re supposed to get up.
It’s a Scottish saying. One of the few things I ever remember my grandmother—my mom’s mom—telling me.
I do it on occasion and usually read, but somehow I think doing it with you would end up being way more enjoyable.
” Just like that, the idea of hurkle durkling with her became a top priority of mine.
In the meantime, while we couldn’t do that, round two could definitely happen.