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And suddenly, I can’t wait any longer. I need to fucking feel her come undone.
“Come for me, Ems. Come on my hand and maybe I’ll let you come on my cock next. Let me feel your cream, baby.”
I follow my filthy words by pinching her clit between two fingers, pressing just hard enough to edge the line between pleasure and pain.
And she shatters.
Her whole body writhes and contorts against the door like she’s having a fucking exorcism, and I feel precum leaking from my dick, soaking through my jeans as my cock begs me to take her right now.
But I keep working her clit, gaze riveted to her face as I push her from one orgasm into another, wringing her body out like a sponge.
I want it all.
Every fucking thing she has to give.
Every breath. Every shudder. Every sound.
When she finally stops moving, her body goes so limp she almost slides down the door. I grab her hips to hold her up, loving the way I can still feel her all over my hand, the way her sweet juices smear over the pretty lavender of her negligee, turning it a darker purple.
Holding her up with one hand, I raise the other to my mouth and lick every single finger, watching her eyes dilate as they track the movement.
“You made a mess, Holloway,” I say roughly. “A big, wet mess.”
Her chest heaves, and as the haze of the orgasm clears, I see her brown eyes sharpen again. I don’t know what got into her tonight, what brought this on, but it’s clear nothing about this is a clean slate.
Our entire fucked up past is in the room with us right now, breathing down our necks, infecting everything we do.
“You made a mess, Cooper,” she shoots back, arching a brow. “What are you gonna do about it?”
“What do you want me to do?” I drawl, letting my gaze flick down to her leaking pussy. “Clean it up?”
Her pupils dilate, but she tosses her soft blonde hair over her head with a chuckle.
“No. I think I’d rather you get dirty too.”
15
Emma
Trent’s gaze snaps back up to my face, and I like what I see there. Lust, intense curiosity… and surprise.
He wasn’t expecting this from me. Wasn’t expecting me to be so bold. To be honest, I’m surprising myself a little here. I’m not shy about sex, but I’m not crazy experienced, and I’ve never been this responsive before. I came so hard on Trent’s fingers that I almost blacked out, and even though I’ve just had two mind-blowing orgasms, I’m already hungry for more.
I don’t know quite what it is, but it’s like when Trent and I come together like this, every emotion between us turns into lust. It all gets channeled through that singular filter—and there are so many emotions crashing around between us that when they all convert to lust, the reaction is explosive.
“What do you have in mind?” Trent asks, his voice low and hoarse. He sounds like he’s been in the desert for a hundred days without a drop to drink, and a shiver runs down my spine when I realize that he wants to drink me.
But there’s a purpose behind this whole thing, and although Trent momentarily distracted me, I can’t let myself forget what it is. So I give him a sultry smile and push against his chest, making him take a step back from me.
“You’ve got some pretty talented hands there, Cooper,” I murmur, still trying to get my breath back. “I want to see you use them again.”
He cocks his head, a smile beginning to tilt his lips.
“On yourself,” I add.
That stops him. I’m sure he was imagining all kinds of dirty things he could to do me, but I’ve thrown him for a loop with my request.
“You made a mess of me. Now I want you to make a mess of yourself.” I push against his chest again, making sure he ends up right in front of the camera on my laptop. I’ll have to edit myself out later. “Touch yourself, Trent. I want to watch you jerk yourself off while you watch me strip. I want to see your cum spill all over your hand, your stomach. I want to see how big of a mess you make.”
