Page 61 of Partners In Evil


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Emma looks up at me, her lovely face glowing in the moonlight. “How should we celebrate?” she asks with a wicked grin.

“I have a few ideas,” I say. “But I think you do, too.”

“A couple,” she says, unbuckling my belt. “Actually, just one. But I think you’ll like it.”

“I think I will, too.” I pull her sweater over her head and Emma gives a full-body shudder. “Are you cold?” I ask with concern.

“No,” she whispers, unbuttoning my shirt. “Far from it.”

I feel myself grow hard as she slowly unzips my pants, then drops down onto her knees. “Emma,” I moan as she takes me in her mouth.

My knees grow weak as she rolls her tongue over and around me, surrounding me with her warmth and wetness. Her touch is delicate but confident, and I close my eyes, losing myself in the sensations flooding through me.

I stagger, overwhelmed with pleasure, and she looks up at me. “Finn, are you okay?” Emma asks.

“That doesn’t even begin to describe it,” I say, reaching my hand down for her. “You are magnificent, but now it’s your turn.”

“I’m not going to argue with that,” Emma says, standing up. I lead her inside, to the thick rug in front of the fireplace, and then take her in my arms and kiss her.

“You’re wearing way too many clothes,” I say when we finally, breathlessly, break apart.

“I guess you’ll have to do something about that,” Emma grins.

I carefully unhook her bra, then get on my knees and work down the zipper of her jeans. When she’s naked I put my hands on her hips, and my mouth on her.

“Oh, Finn,” Emma gasps as I work my tongue inside of her. She sinks down to her knees, too, and I gently lay her on top of the dark blue rug.

Emma runs her fingers through my hair as I continue exploring her, her touch gentle at first but growing increasingly urgent as her breaths come out in little gasps and she writhes underneath me. “Yes, yes, yes!” she cries, tugging on my hair.

I move my tongue faster and run my thumb over her clit, and she lets out a shuddering gasp. “Finn! Yes! Oh my god, yes!” Emma yells as she cums.

I move up next to her and lie down on the rug, moving a sweaty piece of hair off of her cheek. “Was that your one idea?” I ask her, and she smiles.

“Well, not that exactly,” she says. “But it’s always good to keep an open mind, be flexible, all of that.”

“Mmm, you’re very flexible,” I agree.

“My idea actually involved that tub upstairs, the one that could practically double as a swimming pool,” she says.

“Oh, I like where this is headed,” I grin. “Give me a few minutes and then come upstairs.”

Emma nods happily. As I reach the staircase I look back at her, lying naked and beautiful in front of the fire. I can’t believe that she’s going to be my wife.

In the bathroom, I quickly light the candles that I had the property manager place around the tub earlier and pour in a generous amount of bubble bath. Then I dim the lights and open the door.

“I never thought a bathroom could be so romantic,” Emma says, brushing past me and stepping into the tub.

“I think any place that you are can be romantic,” I say, getting in after her.

She smiles and shakes her head. “There you go, being cheesy again.”

“Sorry. You just have that effect on me.”

Emma straddles me as the warm water thunders into the tub and the bubbles rise around us. “I hope that’s not the only effect I have.”

I draw my breath in sharply as her fingers find my cock. “Not at all,” I murmur as she wraps her hand around me.

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