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Emily turns to her side, grabs the little package, sits, and opens it herself. She puts it on for me, and I bring her in tight and kiss her, now not only hungry but famished.
I press her back against the bedsheets again, my key already at the level of her lock, brushing against it for a few strokes until finally stopping at her entrance and going in.
She moans into the fading light of sunset, while I succumb to the feeling of being inside her, something so close to heaven that I have to hold back to not explode right now.
And I keep going, thrusting, gyrating, each motion yanking a different sound out of her, which makes my engines go as if they’re trying to break the speed of sound.
I devour her with a kiss, and she moans into my throat with a humming sound so intense I feel my knees go weak, and my core shakes with the need to roar like a lion.
Staying inside her, I kneel before her and pull her by the legs to bring her even closer to me, and slowly slide in and out of her, wanting this to last.
Emily starts to squirm again, looking at me with a wild desperate need.
“Again?” I ask, completely out of breath, but still smiling slyly.
She bites the back of one hand as I start to move faster, her back arching and her skin glistening with droplets of sweat.
I can’t help it and start thrusting quickly again, and only when I hear her cry out underneath me do I finish too.
Emily touches my hands as I look up, my spine arched into a letter C, and when she talks to me, only then do I come back to reality.
“That was amazing,” she moans meekly, now touching my chest as I lean over her. “Why are you so good?”
I chuckle, then carefully move out of her to lie by her side. “That Shire guy wasn’t any good, was he?”
She doesn’t answer but I take that as a yes.
I dispose of the condom on the bedside, then turn back to her, hugging her tight enough to squeeze all the air out of her.
“It’s really you who is so good,” I say, caressing her hair.
“What do you mean?” Emily looks intrigued.
I hold her by the wrist and look her in the eye, determined to make her know her worth. “You might not know this, but you’re the perfect combination of sexy and cute. It’s crazy how badly I want… no, need you.”
I see her blush, but her eyes gleam and her lips take the shape of the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.
“So, you really want to be my boyfriend, huh?” Emily asks, as if teasing me.
“Do you want to be my girlfriend, Emily Mitchell?” I ask in return, kissing her hand.
She smiles but turns up her nose with pretend disdain.
“I’ll think about it,” she whispers, then hides her face into the fuzz of my chest.
We quiet down, and soon enough I fall asleep.
When I wake up, it’s dark.
And I’m alone.
Frantically, I search for my phone. It’s 2 AM, and I find a note under it. It’s written in calligraphy, but that doesn’t make it any easier to read.
I’ll be your girlfriend when Alissa turns 18.
— Em.
Reading that, I just sit there and blink, baffled.
