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“Are you expecting a whole armoury, Em?”
“Well, yeah, kind of.” She shrugs.
I unlock a door that leads to an actual armoury. Our father liked guns. I’ve never really been too keen on them, but for some reason, Dean has kept them all here.
“Holy shit!” Emily walks into the room, her eyes wide. She heads straight for the three sniper rifles sitting along the back wall.
Her fingers lightly run over one of the stocks, and a distant look crosses her features.
“Em, you okay?”
“Ah, yeah. I’m good. I don’t need these. I’m just going to pick a little handgun.” She walks around me and out of the secured space. I follow close behind. Whatever just went through her mind made her sad. I can’t fucking stand seeing that despondent look in her eyes. It breaks me every single time.
I watch silently as Emily picks up a handgun. She doesn’t even really look at it. Instead, she walks up to the line, aims and shoots. One shot. Turning around, she says to Bray, “Bring it in. I believe you owe Josh a fair sum of cash.”
He tugs the line forward. The whole room is speechless as we look at the shot she just made. One clean round, dead centre through the forehead of the printed silhouette.
“What the actual fuck? Of course you’d find yourself a little assassin!” Bray shouts.
“Pay up, Williamson.” I smirk at him.
“Fine, but I was duped. You’re like the target shooting version of a pool shark. Where the fuck did you learn to shoot like that, anyway?” Bray stares at Emily, waiting for an answer.
“Don’t be a sore loser. Sorry, guys, Emily and I have plans.” I bend down and throw her over my shoulder.
“Josh, we haven’t had our turn. I want to win that bloody car, damn it. Put me down!” she yells as we exit the room.
“You can have the car, Em. I’ll buy another one.” I take the stairs two at a time. I need to get back up to my room. We make it to the hallway, but deciding I can’t wait another minute, I walk into the first room I see and slam the door shut. We’re in the library. This will work.
Laying Emily down on the large mahogany desk, I lift my shirt, which she’s been wearing since the beach, over her head and toss it aside. She’s left in that tiny fucking bikini. Pulling on all the strings, I remove the scraps of material from her body. She’s like an angel laid out before me. A feast fit for a king.
“I’d love to take my time and worship this piece of art you call a body, but I need to be buried inside you now,” I growl.
Emily moans and spreads her legs apart. It’s like a huge welcome home banner for my cock. I undo my boardshorts and kick them off, stroking my cock a few times as I stare down at Emily’s weeping pussy.
“Are you ready for me, Emmy? Are you ready for me to fuck you into oblivion?” I ask as I line myself up with her entrance.
“Yes, Josh, hurry up already.”
I slam into her as soon as I hear the word yes. That’s all I need, her consent for me to let the beast inside me unleash.
I stay still for a few minutes while I’m buried to the hilt in her warm channel. I could die a happy man right now and still feel like my life was complete.
Once I feel her hips start to move, I know she’s had time to adjust to my intrusion. I don’t start off slow. I don’t hold back. I give her everything I’ve got. I told her I was going to fuck her into oblivion, and that’s exactly what I plan to do.
I’m going hard, her screams filling the room along with the sound of our bodies smashing together. I need more. I always need more.
Pulling out, I flip her over so she’s lying flat on her stomach, her plump ass on display. My fingers slide down the crack, twirling around the outside edges of her little puckered hole.
“This ass is mine, Emmy.” Her body stiffens. She’s not ready for that, but she will be.
I slowly guide myself into her wet, warm piece of heaven. Once I’m buried all the way, I tell her, “Hold on, Em, this is going to be fast and rough.”
She obeys without question. Her arms go out to the side of the desk as her hands fold over the ledge.
I pump in and out of her. I can feel her walls contracting. I know she’s so fucking close, and so am I. Bringing my thumb down to her clit, I circle around while my other thumb goes straight to that forbidden hole. As soon as my digit pushes through the tight ring, Emmy loses it. She screams out my name as well as a bunch of other incoherent words. But it’s my name that she screams loudest. Anyone walking by would know exactly who’s fucking her. Who’s made her feel this fucking good. Who’s claimed her.
Her walls choke my cock, quivering as I drive into her a few more times before roaring with my own release. I collapse over her, catching my weight with my hands so she isn’t forced to bear it.
