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“Well, what do you want me to do about it?” I sassed, my heart thumping when his stare flickered up at me.
“I want to watch you sink that pussy down to the base of my cock. That’s what I want you to do,” he muttered, his hot gaze pinned to my reflection as he withdrew his slick fingers to palm me from behind, his middle finger playing with my clit. “But since I don’t have a condom, I’ll settle for watching you while I make you come in this dress.”
With that promise, he pushed deeper inside me, his other hand fondling my breast. My eyelids grew heavy as he buried his mouth into the curve of my neck, still eyeing me through the mirror as he sucked on my skin.
“You’re soaked,” he said, squeezing my tits mercilessly as he slid a third finger inside me. My eyes rolled back. God, it felt good. Way too good. It made me crave his cock so desperately he could feel it. “Fuck, baby, don’t clench so tight around me,” he growled, a groan at the edge of his lips. “You’re making my dick so fucking hard.”
“Let me feel it,” I breathed, swallowing a moan when he pressed his clothed cock to my bare pussy. My mouth hung open as I gripped the edges of the mirror and watched his reflection. His teeth were gnashed and his jaw was tight as he grasped my hips, thrusting against me, pressing every inch of his hard-on tight against my sex.
“I want it inside,” I whispered as his groan poured out.
“Don’t say that to me right now.”
“I mean it,” I breathed, catching his eye in the mirror. “I’m on the pill, and I’m clean, so if you are…”
Emmett stared at me, temptation thick in his gaze.
Every second after that was a delirious blur. I heard his breath shorten as his belt jangled. I caught the glint of blue in the mirror as he locked his stare on me. But the moment I felt his bare tip nudge my folds, my head dizzied. The second I felt his cock push inside me, I was done for.
“Aly,” Emmett groaned, holding me up as my legs buckled. “Holy fuck.”
I was right there with him, unable to suppress my sounds of pleasure. I was in awe of how good it felt to have absolutely nothing between us. His cock felt almost painfully hot inside me. I could feel its every throb, its every ridge as Emmett rocked his hips, fucking me like we were home. He held nothing back, fisting my waist and letting his belt buckle jangle as he pumped inside me, each stroke deeper than the last.
“Yes, baby. Ride my cock,” Emmett rasped, his voice tinged with awe as I moved my hips to meet him halfway. “That’s right,” he breathed, releasing my hips to rake his fingers through his hair. I watched his eyes glaze over, his jaw going slack as he took in the view of my pussy sliding up and down his shaft. “You’re getting my dick so wet with your juices, baby,” he whispered, pleasure rising from the bottom of his throat as I took more and more of him inside me, letting his thickness stretch me perfectly tight around him.
The second I dropped all the way down to his thick root, he growled my name like no one could hear.
And while that definitely wasn’t the case, I couldn’t care anymore.
I was beside myself. In pure ecstasy. I didn’t even know when or how Emmett spun me around and lifted me in his strong arms. All I knew was that I was clean off the ground, my legs bouncing in the air as he gripped me under my thighs and fucked me against the wall.
I knew he could feel when I was close because he pulled away from our kiss to watch me, murmuring filthy encouragement till I bucked against his chest.
“Do it, baby,” Emmett panted. “Come all over my cock. Let me feel it.”
That was all I needed to hear to fall apart in his arms, trembling against his chest and soaking in the way he groaned through every second of my orgasm. I knew what it meant. I knew he was holding out for me to finish, ready to explode the second I was done.
And when I was, he did.
Our eyes blazed into each other as Emmett pumped the heat of his pleasure inside me, aftershocks rippling through our bodies. Our stares refused to break as we caught our breaths, and even after we’d both come down from our incredible heights.
We didn’t say a word as he helped me the rest of the way out of my dress, but despite the utter silence, the air was thick, filled to the brim with words unsaid. I could feel it and I knew Emmett could because before he left the dressing room, he looked at me with a crooked little grin I’d never seen before. It made heat rush to my cheeks and as I closed the door, I went ahead and let the strange truth hit me.
It was hard to admit, and I didn’t fully trust myself doing it. But I also couldn’t deny it.
I was falling.
Fast and hard – and of all people, for Emmett Hoult.
27
ALY
Once upon a time, mornings were a breeze for me. I had a whole system for it. I’d set three alarms at fifteen-minute intervals, the last of which was the “real” time I needed to be up. Once the last one sounded, I’d open my eyes, swing my legs out of bed, and sit up for five to ten seconds before dragging my feet to the bathroom. In there, the first thing I did was splash cold water onto my face.
And from there, it was a breeze.
A painful, exhausting, bleary-eyed breeze. But still. I was used to it. I didn’t totally mind it. I pretty much could never wait to get to work anyway, because there was always something I was eager to fix or get done. In short, mornings for me were on autopilot.
