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“Fuck. Emma. It’s—”
“Too much?” Her hand goes slack, almost releasing me.
I grab her wrist to keep her there, where the briefest touch from her is making me see stars.
“It’s perfect.”
“I want you in my mouth,” she says, rocking her hips against my hand, my fingers easily diving farther into her wetness.
I want that, too, but I’m too greedy for the taste of her, and we don’t have much time before the rest of the group will be finished. Likely, they’re already done and waiting on us. But I don’t care, because there’s no way I’m leaving this room without Emma coming on my tongue.
“I want to lick you while you suck me. Do you want that?”
“Yes.” She nods eagerly.
Leaning back onto the arm rest of the loveseat, I help Emma move to straddle me backwards. Once she’s in position, I push her dress up over her ass to give me access. Massaging the soft flesh there, I pull her ass back toward me.
“Your ass fits perfectly in my hands.” I kiss one cheek, then the other. “And your skin is so soft.”
Then, I spread her and lick down her center. Her pelvis bucks against me. A moment later her mouth descends on my cock and I groan against her pussy.
The only thing better than Emma sucking my cock is tasting her while she does it.
The suction of her mouth, the wet heat of her velvety tongue as she works my length, not to mention the scent of her pussy. That tingling sensation in my spine is back. Fuck. I’m not going to last long.
Trying to hold my orgasm at bay, I focus on making Emma come. I hold her hips firmly to keep her from squirming and fuck her with my tongue. I suck hard on her clit, then fill her with one, two, three fingers.
“Oh, my…Griffin.” She moans.
“I know, sweetheart, it’s tight, but you’re taking it so well.”
She continues pumping me with her fist, but I can tell she’s close to coming. Her tongue now lazily circling the head of my cock as she clenches tighter around my fingers. Sucking her clit while I hook my fingers inside of her, Emma cries out my name, her pussy pulsing over and over. My tongue laps up the sweetness of her release.
When her orgasm subsides, Emma’s mouth slides over me again. She sucks me down until I hit the back of her throat. I can feel the hum of her reflex against the head of my cock. I’ve never felt anything like Emma’s mouth. I want to slow time, make this moment last forever, but I’m also desperate to give in to the pleasure she’s giving me. To release all the tension that has built up between us starting the moment I saw her on the roof in Vegas.
“I’m going to come,” I rasp.
Emma doesn’t pull back, she keeps working me root to tip, her hand fisting the base while her tongue swirls against my head.
“You want me to come in your mouth?” I ask.
She hums against me, her head bobbing faster and faster. Like a lightning strike, my orgasm shoots down my spine, then branches out in every direction, splintering my body.
A second later, I spill my release down the back of Emma’s throat.
We lie there for a minute, Emma’s hands splayed on my thighs, my palms caressing her ass.
We’re less graceful in our dismount than we seemed to be in the heat of the moment. I lift Emma up to turn her while also trying to sit up and tuck my dick back in my pants. For a moment there are limbs everywhere. There’s a close call with my face and the stiletto point of Emma’s heel. Then, she nearly tips off the side of the loveseat, but I catch her. Finally, we arrive face to face, Emma in my lap giggling.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” I say, teasing her as I brush her hair off her face.
She dabs at her eyes, her laughter subsiding. “The orgasm was a ten, the dismount a six and a half.”
“Something to work on.” I smile.
I take the monogrammed handkerchief Barrett gave me earlier and wipe between Emma’s thighs. This probably isn’t the scenario he had in mind, but it’s useful nonetheless.
“Thanks,” she whispers.
