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I kept up my work on Emma with my other hand and she writhed and whined until I was done with the text and could really go for it. I had to push Vegas off the bed because it was weird having a puppy watching me finger fuck Emma. He cocked his head sideways and I wanted to tell him to look away. I ducked under the covers and started going down on her with my mouth. It got pretty hot under there pretty fast, but it didn’t matter. I was going to make her come hard. She wasn’t the only one who owed someone else orgasms.
This time I didn’t try and draw it out. I went right for the kill, making sure I gave her entire clit and labia and entrance all of my attention while playing with my fingers, dipping them in and out in a teasing way before pushing inside and stroking the spot I knew would make her come, and come hard.
She did, shattering apart with a shout and I didn’t wait for things to calm down before I stuck my head out and gulped on fresh air.
“Remind me not to do that again. I couldn’t breathe. Totally worth it, though.” I grabbed some tissues and wiped my mouth. We were going to have to keep extra face wipes around for moments like these.
“You didn’t have to not breathe. You could have poked your head out.” Her skin had a soft glow and her smile was radiant. Fuck, she was beautiful. It was such a relief to let myself have those thoughts. I think I’d ben subconsciously stopping them for years, and now the floodgates were open.
“Meh, breathing is secondary to getting you off.” She sighed happily and stretched her arms over her head.
“Yeah, I could definitely get used to this.”
I loved the look on her face. I wanted to give her that look every single day. She sighed and then dove at me.
“What the hell, Em?”
“Your turn,” she said, and then I was on my back and she was crawling between my legs and I was getting pleasured so quick and so hard that I came in about thirty seconds.
“Oops. I meant for that to last longer,” she said.
“No worries. We can always try again later. Practice makes orgasms.” She laughed as my phone buzzed with a text from my supervisor. I could feel her irritation, but what could she do? Not a whole lot, I was done tomorrow. I’d get to have a whole weekend with Emma and then I’d be starting my new job on Monday. It was going to be great.
“Stay home with me,” I said, throwing myself on her dramatically. “Stay home with me and Vegas.” She bit her lip and looked at her phone.
“I don’t know, I have a lot of work to do and I don’t want to miss class.” I could feel her caving, so I looked up and did my best attempt at a pout.
“Please?” I said. She huffed out a breath and scrolled through her phone.
“I just . . . I shouldn’t.”
“But you should,” I said, taking her phone away and holding it out of her reach.
“Hey!”
“Phone away. No class. Only home.” I gave the phone back and she glared at me.
“You’re a bad influence.”
“You’re just figuring this out now?” I said. “I haven’t been doing a very good job then.”
She laughed and shook her head.
“You’re ridiculous, and I love you.” She hadn’t been so free in saying it, but I guess she figured we’d crossed that bridge.
“I think I love you back,” I said, and then cringed. “That sounded better in my head, sorry.”
“No, it’s okay. Just say it when you mean it. When you really mean it.” She stroked my hair and I leaned into her hand. Yeah, I could really get used to this.
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FIGURING WE SHOULDprobably leave the apartment, we decided to go out for brunch, but we couldn’t bring Vegas, so we left him in the bathroom with plenty of toys and food and water.
“We’ll be back soon,” I said to the saddest puppy ever. He knew something was going on. He was so smart.
“I feel horrible,” I said to Emma, as we left the apartment.
“He’ll be fine. He’ll probably be sleeping in like five minutes and won’t even remember that we left. And when we get back, he’ll be so overjoyed that it won’t even matter.” She did have a point, but I still felt bad. My bad feeling was wiped away by the shock of Emma taking my hand.
