Ember lets out a breathy moan, and I feel my cock stir in my pants. I should stop. Anyone could come in right now. This is her job.
Looking out the window, seeing that it’s become a little bit darker, the raindrops growing heavier, I quickly comb through my options. A quick thought flashes through my mind, and I’m shocked to find myself turned on at the thought of being caught deep in Ember.
Isn’t that some kind of kink?
The last bit of control drops when I realize Ember has slid down to her knees, eyes now locked on mine.I can’t breathe.I watch without moving as she reaches up, unbuttoning my black jeans. She unzips my pants, and my cock springs out.
Ember’s eyes flash from my eyes to my cock. Achingly slow, she sticks her tongue out, dragging it along the vein on the underside of my cock. Her hand moves to cup my balls, and my knees buckle. I lean my right hand against the bookshelf behind her. My eyes don’t leave hers as I watch for her next move.
After what feels like minutes have gone by, when it was likely only seconds, she wraps her mouth around the head. She hollows her cheeks and sucks until it pops off the tip.She might actually kill me with this.Her hand moves from my balls, and she fists my cock. She spits on it before she sucks me back into her mouth. She gets a pace going for herself—sucking and using her hand at the same time.God damn she feels so good.Her head bobs as she moves my cock back and forth in her mouth. I can feel her throat resisting, not letting my cock slide all the way in.
I reach down and grab her throat, her eyes go wide. “Relax your throat, pretty girl. Open that pretty little throat of yours.” I massage her throat with my hand, hoping it’ll help.
I push a little deeper, and I can see tears collect at the corners of her eyes, before she relaxes as I hit the back of her throat. She lets out a deepmoan around my cock, and I thrust in and out. I fuck her throat until I feel my balls tighten and I know I’m going to come. My left hand is wrapped at the crown of her head, guiding it back and forth, letting me set the pace. I stroke her face, trying to give her a heads up that I’m about to come, but she doesn’t let up. The tears are streaming down her face, and I thrust hard, letting out a moan myself before I empty into her. She keeps sucking until my knees start to wobble and she’s swallowed every drop of my come.
She finally backs up, breathing heavily.
I pull her up once my legs are steady. My lips find hers, and I can taste my come on her, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I need her—now.
I take her bottom lip in mine, the same way she does mine, and bite down while pulling. She moans into me and pushes her body against mine.
I spin her around, bending her over a book cart. Her chest lays flush on the top. Her eyes swing back and land on me. I reach my fingers around, working as fast as I can to get her pants down. I want to sink into her and feel her pussy choke my cock.
Instead, I drop to my knees, and spread her open in front of me. I hear a gasp, and I smack her ass. She sucks in a breath right as I flatten my tongue and roll it all the way from her pussy to her ass. She tries to clench up when I get closer to her tight hole, and I grin.
“Do you trust me, Ember?” I ask her, still on my knees between her legs. She nods her head wildly. Her arms hang onto the edges of the cart, and I can see her knuckles turning white as she grips it.
I run my tongue up and down her slit as her moans hit my ears. She sounds like my own personal song into heaven. Finally, I stand up and line my dick up with her opening. She’s so wet, I don’t have to do any priming, and I slide into her. Her jeans are only down to her thighs,making her feel tighter. I pump into her hard, feeling her hips push back hard to meet mine.
With the urgency of our thrusts escalating, I ask her one more time, just to be sure, “You trust me with your body, baby?”
When I don’t get any response, only hearing our skin slapping, I slow my pace, sliding in and out of her lazily.
“Use your words, pretty girl,” I taunt her. I know she’s in a lustful bliss right now, but I want to hear her beg for me.
“Yes, Harley, god. I trust you,” she moans out in between thrusts.
I pull my cock out of her and run the head of my cock up to her tight hole. She tenses like she had before when I got close to her ass. I work some of her wetness up to her tight hole from her wet pussy, and then spit. I hover my thumb over her asshole, pressing just a little and massaging, trying to get her to relax.
“Suck in a breath, baby.” And as soon as I feel her start to, I shove my cock back into her wet pussy and push my thumb through the resistance of her ass trying to force me out. I only get a few deep thrusts in before I feel her tightening up and I go deeper. I bottom out into her as she tightens her pussy and lets out a loud moan. Her hips buck wildly as I fuck her through her orgasm. I push my thumb deeper into her ass just as she finally drops to the cart.
She’s completely spent, and I can feel her pussy throbbing around my cock. I start to pull out of her, and she whimpers, stirring my cock again.
“Harley,” she says breathlessly. I pull all the way out, stuffing my cock back into my jeans. I button my jeans up, keeping my eyes on her as she lays there catching her breath. I pull her jeans and black panties up over her ass. I bring her body upright, her back against my front, and reach around to button her pants.
I pick her up, cradling her in my arms. I carry her back to the bathroom to get her cleaned up. I didn’t go easy on her, and she met me with the same urgency.
I push the bathroom door open, setting her feet down near the sink. “Do you need me?” I ask, eyeing her hesitantly.
“No, I'll get myself cleaned up and be right out,” she says. I give her a quick peck on her lips before I turn and head out, giving her privacy. I close the door behind me, leaning against it to catch my breath.
I head to the front, and just as I reach the counter of the shop, the door is pulled open and a familiar face pops in. Atlas rushes in holding little Aria, both dripping wet.
“Damn, it's cold out there,” she says, looking down while she wipes her feet. “Do you have that towel, Ember?” She looks up and does nothing to hide the smirk that spreads across her face. “Harley, I see you’ve become accustomed to all things Ember.”
I can’t help but laugh, because she’s not entirely wrong. “Just dropped by to caffeinate and feed the girl,” I say as I reach Atlas with the towel in tow.
Atlas snags the towel from me, and I hold my hands out to offer to take Aria from her so she can dry off. Aria leans into me, soaking my shirt. I don’t mind at all. I’ve been coming around for about a year, so Aria is pretty familiar with me. I turn around and set Aria on the bookshop counter and boop her little nose.
