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“I am fucking serious, Emma. For crying out loud, count me out of breakfast and get the hell out of my room,” John said in a loud voice and pointed at the door.
Emma felt as if someone had poured hot paint on her face, she could almost feel her cheeks turning crimson. Hell, her whole body turned crimson from embarrassment. She never thought John would talk to her like that. From the way he had shouted, there was no doubt someone had heard. Emma felt like she could jump on him and kill but. But he was still pointing at the door with an angry look on his face.
She turned and left, trying hard not to burst into tears. This was not what Emma had anticipated at all. This level of embarrassment almost made her heart stop.
John, on the other hand, went back to sleep but could not sleep. While he knew Emma could be an idiot, he did not feel good to have talked to her like that. This was because he did not consider himself such kind of a man. Also, he had seen her reaction. The woman had almost done of embarrassment. He wondered whether she would ever talk to him again.
So much for trying to enjoy my first day in a mansion, swinging his feet off the bed. There was nothing he could do other than appeasing the girl or she would make his life hell. This were the kinds of conflicts John liked to evade. He had thought for long about how he was going to live with Emma and had decided that diplomacy was fair enough. He could also go easy on her when she proved to be difficult, may even do whatever she wanted with as little fuss as possible.
The gentleman in him was telling him to apologize. He put on his clothes and made his way down the stairs. He was a little, surprised that they looked different, but that was probably because it was during the day. He had come in at night after all. Finding her in the dining room, he walked to her and cleared his throat.
“Emma, I am sorry for how I just treated you. You were just trying to help and I was a dick, I am sorry,” he said.
Emma gave him a dirty look and shook her head. “We were about to cancel your breakfast,” she said.
John could feel the resentment in her and wondered why he had had to bring it to life. Now, this young woman had a reason to hate him and there did not seem like there was anything he could do about it. He decided to settle down and try and find another way to make peace with her. All he wanted to do was to make peace with her. This meant that when breakfast was served, he even attempted small talk. This failed so catastrophically that he felt his appetite go to hell. Finally, he decided that there was no point in making conversation with the woman. She had chosen war and he was going to handle it like a man. He wondered what she would do but then decided to not speculate because there was no need for it. Anything she could throw at him he could handle.
After breakfast, both went on to do what they wanted since they did not work. John, however, knew that he needed to be working. Not to meet his basic needs, the family did that. He needed to the feeling of doing something. He had been told that getting a job was hard in England. How true that statement was, John did not know. But he was about to find out. He went out for a walk only to come back in the evening to find Emma as angry as he had left him. She had not spoken to anyone for a whole day.
Emma had simply sat in front of the TV and gone silent. The house staff might have learned how to deal with her when she got like that, but John had not he still blamed himself for what had happened because he knew he could have done better.
It was only after the house staff had left for the evening that the two really got time to talk. Emma was still angry but she was thawing off pretty nice. He tried some small conversation which went on pretty well. John allowed themselves some time to heat and think before he came with his opening. He had thought about it all day and there was no way he would let the night get by without apologizing.
“Look, Emma, clearly you are still angry at me. And I am sorry for having snapped at you this morning. I was still tired from yesterday's sudden flight. I assure you that nothing like that will happen again,” he said and held his breath.
Emma looked at him for some time before she smiled. This was not a genuine smile and John could tell that. It was as if she was planning to do something, or had done something.
“Come on, I have apologized,” John said. He had to admit that this incident had brought them closer to each other in a way. It was more of an icebreaker than anything else.
Emma got to her feet and walked away from the table. John, without thinking, got to his feet and followed her. He was enjoying this now, and he was sure she would accept his apology. The fact that they were the only ones in the house was enough reason for him to ask for an apology like never before. Maybe then she would take him on a grand tour around the house. He had not been shown the room yet.
However, Emma walked toward her own room, which was twice as big as John’s and opened the door. She stopped right there and turned to John who was following without really paying attention. All he wanted was to be forgiven.
“What do you want?” she asked.
“I have been asking for your forgiveness all day long,” John said. He suddenly realized how close they were together.
“There is only one way which you can apologize to me,” she said. Suddenly her voice was like a soft musical instrument that got John catching his breath. Before his brain could piece one and one together Emma caught him by the collar and pulled him inside her room. She then kissed him on the lips, prompting the man to open his eyes wide.
His hands automatically went to her butt and squeezed hard. Emma moaned out loud before breaking from the kiss. She wanted him, and he wanted her. She wanted his huge cock and she was going to get it. The idea that he was going to push the long phallus in her made her ten times wetter. She was about to approach the man once more when he stopped her.
“You are not afraid that people will find out?” he asked, breathing heavily. After all, it was a small world out here and there was a chance that Emma would grow cold feet.
“No one will find out if we are careful. Again, I don’t really care,” she said casually. Emma was not thinking clearly, and she did not want him to change her mind.
“What?”
“Come on John, no one is going to find out, now shut the fuck up and actually fuck me,” Emma said and when he tried to speak again, she put a finger on his lips. He made up his mind and scooped her up into his arms.
John placed her on the bed, gently, before his lips found hers again and he started to kiss her with a lot of eagerness. John started to undress her slowly.
He soon had her completely naked and in all her glory before he started to kiss her body, starting from her mouth and heading further south. John suddenly found out that he loved this supple body. There was a quality in it that drove him crazy. There was something about it that made him want to be with her for a long time. Or maybe it was his hormones speaking, he was not sure.
But he was sure of his lovemaking. At that, he was an expert. But with the urgency of her kisses, he needed to fuck her hard, she needed her pussy undone and he was going to do a pretty job. He joined her in bed and took her right nipple in his mouth. She responded with a moan. Emma liked a man who could handle her well; a man who could take good care of her needs. This she found out now, the man was taking her like a pro and John was the man.
Emma’s hands went to his head and gripped hard, she was too aroused for him. He bit on her nipple and she yelped. She liked what he was doing to her. John started to slide his hands all over her body, touching her wet pussy several times before he started to head further south. There were things that he was never taught, they came by instinct or maybe they came with experience. Like eating a woman out, he did not need to be shown how it was done. And now her pussy was weeping for that cock.
He reached her clean shaven pussy and started to inhale her aroma. She smelled like heaven, it was intoxicating and lovely at the same time. His eyes were completely those of an animal now and as Emma looked on, she could not help but smile at what was coming.
