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“Pick a number,” I push.
“At least five.”
“Do we need to round that up to ten?” My chest heaves with every breath I take as I move to stand between his open legs.
“We probably should,” he agrees, still clueless as ever.
I tilt his head up to meet my eyes and smile. Before pressing an open-mouthed kiss to his cheek, taking his hand, and repeating the motion to his palm.
I turn and glance over my shoulder as I slowly lean forward, my hair touching the floor as I brace my hands on my shins, offering my ass to him. “You have ten, Viking. Make them worth it.”
He licks his bottom lip, rubs his palms on his knees, and stares at my exposed pussy and the globes of my ass. “Are you sure you want that?” he asks, unable to tear his eyes from me.
“I’m sure that I want you. I’m sure that I want tofeellike I’m right here with you. Where I’m meant to be, Emmett. And you need the reminder that I’m back in your hands and not theirs.”
He doesn’t utter a word in response. Instead I feel the sting of his hand on my left cheek, before he soothes the spot with a gentle caress. “Count for me, Snowflake.”
It takes a moment for me to release the breath lodged in my throat, and the delay makes him glance at my face as I stare at him. He nods, encouraging me, and I smile. There’s my man.
“One.”
Smack.
Caress.
“Two,” I gasp, my skin prickling at the sting but quickly easing at his touch.
Smack.
Caress.
“Three.”
The next five hits come in rapid succession and I don’t even get a chance to call them out, too busy relishing in the feel against my skin as my core is rocked.
“What number are we at?” Emmett asks, his voice raspy as I try to catch my breath.
“Eight, we’re at eight.”
He nods and lands two final smacks on my skin, but this time, they’re not on my ass cheeks. He targets my pussy, and I shatter without him even teasing a finger at my entrance. A sob breaks past my lips as euphoria dances over my skin, and I stumble back against him, thankful that he catches me as I try to take a deep breath.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Scarlett,” he breathes against my ear, making me shiver in his hold.
Now to make him mine.
I turn to face him head-on, and his hands instantly go to my waist as I shuffle onto his lap, knees braced on either side of him as his cock twitches beneath me. I place his tip at my entrance, my juices coating him, and my need is evident as I stare deep into his eyes.
“Tell me where I am, Emmett.”
He looks at me in confusion for a second before understanding seems to dawn on him.
“You’re right here.”
Correct answer.
Taking my time, I push down on his length, taking him inch by inch until my walls are clinging to his every ridge.
“Where am I?” I repeat, determined to drive the point home as I join us in the most perfect way possible.
