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It’s heartbreaking.
I’m willing to wait in the shadows for him to break that chain, to be free like he wants to be. To be mine.
I can be strong. Anything worth having is worth fighting for, and sometimes, fighting isn’t clean. It isn’t always easy or guaranteed. I know that he’ll hurt me. He’s going to be the storm that weathers me, the wind that tears at me, and the rain that weakens me.
But I can’t walk away if there’s any hope that the storm could end. Because when the storm is gone, I’ll have Em, the man I’ve fallen in love with. The sun behind the storm clouds.
As I climb into the Mercedes, Em puts the car into gear and backs out of the tiny parking lot. As soon as he’s on the freeway again, he glances at me. “I wish things were simpler,” he says.
“Me too, but I’d rather they be complicated than non-existent.”
He sets his jaw as we approach the city. “It’s going to be hard to go back to pretending like you’re just an employee.”
I shrug. “Then find a way to remind me I’m more than an employee. You know how locks and blinds work.”
There’s that hunger in his eyes again. I shiver, but it’s not from the cold. We’re only ten minutes away from the hotel, and when we get there, I know that the kiss we shared on the lighthouse was only a taste of what’s to come.
I close my eyes and lean back in the seat. In ten minutes, all the emotions inside me will be burned away in passion. I know it as well as I know my own name. So, I let them flow through me. Sadness. Anger. Desperation. Every emotion I felt in that kiss and more.
Tonight, I stop putting my toes into the water of loving Em Brooks. Tonight, I dive head first, and I embrace the pain that comes with it. I want Em. I need him. I just hope I’m strong enough to survive Emery.
Chapter 34
Madison
His hand is like a vise, holding my arms above my head as he bends down to kiss me. His other hand is already between my legs, two fingers inside me. Em kisses down my collar bone as my body shakes.
Once upon a time, I felt nervous when he looked at me without my clothes on. Not anymore. When his lips move to my breast, I can’t help but moan. God, he knows exactly how to play my body like a puppet master.
His cock is rock hard, and it’s hard to take my eyes off it. Soon, he’ll be inside me. Even now, I’m nervous thinking about how it will feel. The thought is burned away by need as Em sucks on my nipple. My eyes follow his mouth as he treats my body like his personal playground.
When he pulls his fingers away from my pussy, I catch sight of the gleam in the light. There’s no doubt about how wet I am. Em puts them in his mouth, and it’s like he’s tasting the most wonderful thing in the world.
He sighs for a half second, and a smile crosses his otherwise serious face. “That’s not nearly enough of a taste,” he whispers.
Without saying another word, he lets go of my hands and grabs me around the waist, lifting me into the air. He pulls me to him, his hands moving to my ass, and as I wrap my legs around his hips, I feel his cock press against me. God, it’s so hard.
“Fuck,” he whispers as the tip brushes against my lips. “Almost forgot the condom.”
“Don’t use one,” I whisper back. I’ve been on the pill as long as I can remember, but safer is always better.
Until now.
I need to feel him. Completely. Em cocks his head. “I’ve been on birth control since I was fourteen.”
There’s a war that rages behind his eyes, but the winner is clear when I feel him set me down harder. His cock slowly slides inside me, and even though I should wince, it’s a moan that comes out.
“Fuck…” I groan as I really feel him for the first time. Skin to skin. Our eyes are locked as he watches me take him like no one else has taken him. He moans as he bottoms out inside me.
I’m throbbing, but I still tighten around him, and I feel him shiver against me.
I put my hand on his head and pull him down to me, forcing the kiss that I need so badly. Every bit of the passion he gave me earlier tonight is there, but the emotions are cleaner.
They sear through my mind, leaving me even more lost in the fog of desire. The sexual haze blocks out the rest of the world as he slowly uses me like a sex toy, lifting and lowering me onto him.
His lips never leave mine as he fucks me. Every other time, it’s felt like the physical came first, as though he was desperate for my body. This time’s different. He’s desperate for all of me, body, mind, and soul.
And I want to give him everything he craves. My fingers don’t want to let him go. My lips want to continue to taste him forever.
