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I’m screwed.
It’s only been a few days but I can already feel myself sinking further and further into Emmy Lou.
How could anyone not love her? Not that I’m in love with her, but I could see how someone could be. She’s sweet and smart. She makes me laugh and for the first time in a really long while, it feels like someone in the world actually cares about me.
I haven’t had that before. My parents were both addicts who forgot that I existed most of the time and the military liked to thank me for my service but as soon as I was out, I was dropped like a bad habit.
Emmy Lou is loyal though. She wouldn’t just leave me. Not unless I gave her a reason.
I’m at war. My head is telling me to stick to the plan, to get that freedom that I wanted for so long, but my heart says otherwise. It says that I’m never going to find another girl as perfect as Emmy Lou and I shouldn’t waste this chance. I should pick her.
My heart is winning and that’s a problem.
Even when I’m panicking about my feelings for her though, I can’t seem to stop myself from searching her out. That’s why I’m headed down Main Street toward the Book Addicts Bookstore.
It’s close to closing time and I’m hoping that I can catch her before she goes home. Maybe I can take her out to dinner again.
I park and see her headed for the front door, her purse and keys in her hand and I hop out.
“Hey, I was hoping to catch you,” I say as I step inside the bookstore and she looks up and spots me.
She beams at me, her whole face lighting up and it causes my heart to seize up in my chest. The things this girl does to me.
“Hey, I was just about to text you,” she says as she leans up on her tiptoes and kisses me.
It’s over way too fast and she must agree too because her eyes lock with mine and she wraps her arms around my neck.
The kiss starts off soft and sweet, both of us in no rush. I want to explore every inch of her, to take my time this time. One taste of her though, and I can’t pull away. The longer we kiss, the deeper I feel myself sink into her. Soon it’s like I can’t get close enough to her, and she seems to feel the same way about me.
I grab Emmy Lou’s hip, dragging her closer to me as I back her up, headed toward the comfy looking couch along the back wall of the bookstore.
Her little fingers are tugging at my pants and I can feel my cock growing with each twitch of her hand against my length. I let go of her waist, helping her unbutton my pants and push them down before I kick them and my shoes off the rest of the way.
My hands reach for her dress right away and together we work on pulling it off over her head and tossing it to the floor with my clothes.
Her perky breasts bounce slightly as she unhooks her bra and lets it join the rest of our clothes on the floor as she follows me over to the couch. We both reach for our underwear at the same time and then she’s pushing me down on the couch and straddling me.
My hands cup her breasts and I tweak the stiff peaks between my fingers as she starts to grind on top of me. They’re a perfect handful and I can’t wait to get my mouth on them again.
“Oh, Spencer,” Emmy Lou moans, her eyes falling to half-mast as I roll her stiff nipples between my fingers.
I tease the sweet peaks, watching as a blush creeps over her whole body. Soon, I can’t take it any longer and I roll us over on the couch so that she’s beneath me. I hover over her, kissing a path down to one soft swell.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Emmy Lou,” I groan as I lean down and capture one of her nipples in my mouth.
I look up, watching as she opens her mouth, sucking in a breath as I roll my tongue over one sensitive point and then the other. I take my time exploring her and by the time I’ve released her breasts, her nipples are red and wet from my mouth and we’re both hungry for more.
Her hands tangle in my hair as I lick a path straight down to her core. She spreads her thighs wide for me and I look up to see that her eyes are locked on me and the dark blue depths look bottomless.
Her legs start to quiver as I settle between them and reach up, spreading her dewy pussy lips.
She’s drenched and my mouth waters and I lick my lips, wanting to taste her sweet juices again. I can’t resist any longer so I lean forward, burying my face in her soft pink folds as I start to lick. She tastes like honey and now I’m the one moaning. I plunge my tongue into her tight little hole and fuck her with it as my thumb strokes over her clit until she’s a shaking, moaning, mess.
“Spencer!” she cries out and I pull away to watch her face for a moment.
“That’s it,” I say, running my finger up her center.
She makes a high-pitched whining sound and it’s music to my ears. I lick a path right up her center, my tongue doing lazy circles around her clit. Emmy Lou’s hips start to move with me and I smile against her skin.
