Page 36 of Shooting Stars


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Emilia and I were stepping over the line the same way we did everything else in life: together.

We kissed over and over, our lips pressing against each other. She kept her hands on my chest. I rested one of mine on her belly, and the other I placed around her on the small of her back.

There was no talking, just kissing. I don’t know how long we lay there in the dark, our mouths meeting, but I enjoyed every second of it.

When I felt her hand slip underneath my tee and trail up my abs, they jumped in response to her touch, which made her laugh. But she didn’t stop the exploration of my bare skin, her fingertips circling my nipple as her mouth touched mine again.

I followed her lead and let my hand drift underneath her top until it reached her breast. Cupping it, I ran my thumb over the rapidly hardening tip, which made her moan quietly.

My dick began to respond. To her moans, to the feel of her incredibly soft, warm skin. I wanted more, so I pulled my lips from hers, pushed her top up, and kissed her nipple before sucking as much of her breast into my mouth as I could.

She moaned my name loudly, pushing her chest against my lips as her fingers stroked my hair. I flicked my tongue over her nipple before taking it between my teeth and tugging on it gently.

“Fuck!” she cried out.

I’d heard Emilia swear plenty of times in the past but hearing it in this context triggered something deep inside me. She obviously felt the shift between us because when I took her mouth in a long, hot kiss, my tongue exploring it, she kissed me back with equal fierceness and enthusiasm.

I alternated between kissing her mouth and sucking on her breasts, and when I slid my hand into her pants and between her legs, I found her already wet and wanting. She moaned into my mouth when I dipped a finger into her and spread her arousal up to her clit, circling it gently before rubbing it.

Breaking the kiss, my mouth found her nipple again and played it in much the same way, and her cries began to grow louder as she pushed against me, obviously wanting more.

When I threw the covers back and sat up on my knees, Emilia did the same. We stripped off our pajamas in between kisses and once we were both naked, our hands explored each other’s bodies. The feel of hers wrapped around my achingly hard cock made me groan, and she began to stroke me tightly while I played with her pussy.

Eventually, she pushed me down on my back, my head on the pillow. Straddling me, she lay down over me and kissed me again, leisurely exploring my mouth while she moved her body up and down mine. My cock was trapped between us, resting on my stomach, and she slid her pussy over it, making it wet with her arousal.

She reached back behind her and grasped it, then placed the head of my cock at her opening before sliding down onto it slowly. We both moaned, and then her mouth was back on mine as her hips moved back and forth.

My cock slid in and out of her, the motion driving me crazy. Pleasure flowed through me like wine, and my entire universe existed only of this woman I loved more than life and the incredible feel of her pussy stretching around me as I entered her over and over.

I sat up, taking her with me. Her knees were on either side of my hips and my legs were spread open. She tucked her feet underneath my thighs and began to bounce on my cock. I had one hand on her nape and the other on her ass, encouraging her to move up and down my hard shaft.

We kissed and moaned as we made love in that motel room, one part of our lives coming to an end and another one beginning. I loved watching her swivel her hips as she rode my cock and I couldn’t get enough of the feel of her mouth on mine, our tongues mimicking the lower half of our bodies.

She began to move faster, making the bed squeak and the headboard slam against the wall. “So good,” she murmured against my lips. “You feel so good inside me.”

“You’re so tight, sweetheart,” I told her. “So wet, so hot around me I feel like I’m burning everywhere.”

“Yes!”

She started to slam herself down now, going harder and faster, her cries now so loud I was sure the neighbors knew what we were doing. I couldn’t have cared less. All I cared about was giving my best friend as much pleasure as I could.

Her body began to tighten around me and I knew she was close before she even spoke. “I’m going to come, Jase.”

“Yes, that’s a good girl,” I encouraged her. “Let me feel you come on my cock, Em.”

Four more thrusts and she did exactly that. She tipped her head back and cried out, her pussy clenching and fluttering around me. I almost followed her over the edge it was so good, but I didn’t, staving off my own orgasm as long as possible to enjoy this.

Once she’d stopped trembling in my arms and her legs had stilled, I laid her down and braced myself over the top of her. She spread her legs wide and I sank back inside her. She was so wet I was able to bury myself to the hilt without effort, and I had to grit my teeth when she tugged on my nipple playfully.

I took her mouth hard as I began to move, my strokes long and deep. I lost myself within her, a slave to my primal urges to claim the woman lying beneath me and make her mine.

And that was exactly what I did. By the time I came deep inside her, our bodies were covered in sweat and our lips swollen. I went to roll off her but she wrapped her arms around me, keeping me in place. So instead, I braced myself up a little on my forearms to take most of my weight off her.

I gazed at her closely, trying to see if she had any regrets. Instead, she was smiling up at me. “I love you, Em.”

It was important for me to say those words. She needed to hear them, even though she had plenty of times before. But the love between us had changed, grown into something deeper.

Her eyes grew glassy. “I love you, too, Jase. So much.” When her arms encircled my neck, I dipped my head and kissed her lips, her jaw, her cheeks, her nose.

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