Page 43 of Loving Emma


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Emma:Speculating? About what?

Me:My purchases. For our weekend.

Emma:Wait, purchases plural? What did you tell her? I’m not going to be able to look her in the eye the next time I see her if I find out she knows you’re buying sex stuff for me.

Me:Yeah, plural, because I’ve got big plans for you, Emma Carter. And of course I didn’t tell her they were for you. I told her they were for Nellie.

Emma:And Nellie is…?

Me:My shiny new blow-up doll. Pity I can’t get her going. The pump’s broken.

Emma:Holy Jesus Christ, Jake, I’m nearly wetting myself here. Did you honestly say that to her?! What did she say back?

Me:Nothing. Rang up my stuff and I got out of there quick as I could. She sees everything, that woman.

Emma:Yeah, she does. She might hesitate to ask you next time, though. Good job. But now you’ve got me all curious about these big plans. Tell me more.

Me:Nope.

Emma:Pleeeeeease?

Me:Nope, it’s a surprise.

Emma:The wondering might kill me.

Me:Okay, I’ll give you a hint. 50.

Emma:Huh? As in shades of gray?

Me:No. That’s how many times I’m going to make you come.

Emma:That might seriously kill me. But I’d die happy, I guess. I’ve gotta go, Dad just woke up. You’ve got me all worked up, though. I’ll be thinking of you…

I knew what that meant. The raging hardon was back and it was all I could do not to stroke myself right there in the supermarket parking lot. Christ. I never dreamed Emma would go for being tied up, and the idea had my blood running very fucking hot. The anticipation building inside me for the weekend was going to set me on fire if I wasn’t careful.

* * *

Emma:Hey, I need your help with something.

I smiled, biting into my meatball sub.

Me:Name it.

Emma:I can’t decide between this or this…or maybe even this.

I waited, staring at my phone while rain beat heavily against the roof of my truck. Three pics came through in rapid succession. Lingerie sets. My smile turned into a wide grin as my blood started humming. What I wouldn’t do to be able to drive straight to wherever she was and fuck her senseless right this second.

Me:If you want my really informed opinion, you need to send me pics of you wearing them.

What I wouldn’t give for that, although it was probably a bad idea, because then I wouldn’t get any work done at all. She took a long time to reply and I started to hope that she was in fact doing what I asked, putting one on before sending me a picture.

Emma:No way. That’ll spoil the fun. You’ll have to wait. But it’ll be worth it. I bought all three. I promise to wear nothing else for the whole weekend.

Me:Jesus, you’re killing me.

Emma:I’m in just as much agony, if that helps. I’ll be thinking of you…later.

Me:I’llalso be thinking of you later. In the shower. Then again before I go to sleep. Also, tomorrow morning when I first wake up.

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