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It feels insane. I can feel my cheeks burning, my body is on fire.
I start to undo the buttons on my dress so it falls open to reveal my white lace bra.
His eyes grow wide. “Fuck, Em.”
I smile as he reaches to touch me, the same time I reach for the buttons of his long-sleeve shirt. He watches me as I make quick work of undoing them and pull it apart so I can stare at a body I can only describe as insane. He’s so muscular and ripped under his clothes it should not be legal. I’m also shocked at the tattoo half covering one side of his chest. It’s a little dark in here to make out what it is, but it looks like a shield with swirling patterns. I reach out to touch it.
“Wow,” I whisper.
He grins in the moonlight. “I told you some things had changed.”
“What made you get tattoos?”
He laughs and brushes his hands down my arms. “Maybe it’s the bad boy in me,” he muses.
“It suits you.” And I never thought I’d be saying that.
He’s so damned sexy with tatts, and it’s so unexpected.
He grins again. His hand reaches to my breast. I look down as he strokes his fingers around my nipple and then smooths his hand over the top. “You look so good,” he says, his eyes flicking down to my chest.
“I can’t believe this is happening.”
“Me either, but I’m happy about it, after all this time.” He bites his lip. “And there’s something I really want to do.”
I smile as I look back up at him. “Oh yeah, that’s that?”
He leans forward to kiss me again. “Let me show you.”
CHAPTER20
Emmerson
I’ve no idea what he’s going to do. My mind is reeling a little bit, but not enough to make me stop and let my rational mind take over. I don’t want it to.
He makes everything better. He takes all the bad stuff away.
Feeling his warm breath on my skin has me nearly convulsing from just that alone. I lean into him as he breathes into my chest.
One hand slides down past my breast, tweaking my nipple on the way. I arch my back and moan out loud, as I push my hips and chest forward.
“I bet you’re ready for me, aren’t you, Em?”
His hand slides down my stomach and stops at the lace on my thong.
I nod my head and murmur, “Yes,” as his hand slides down the fabric over my mound, his fingers rubbing down the seam. “Ohh, Taylor.”
He’s watching me the whole time. “You like that?” he asks me as he reaches with his other hand to my breast and strokes my nipple over and over with his thumb.
It sends sparks through me, heat floods my body, and I can’t contain how wet he’s making me feel. “Oh, I like it,” I whisper. My whole body is on fire as his fingers move up and down the seam as he pulls the cup down on my bra with his other hand. He wastes no time in leaning down to take me in his mouth, rolling his tongue, while I grab onto his shoulders for dear life.I squeeze my eyes shut and moan at the sensation.
He always knew how to make me feel good.
Now he seems like an expert. I don’t even want to think about how he got this good.
He bites gently with his teeth and pulls as his eyes flick up to me, his fingers still rubbing my center over the lace down below. We keep our eyes on each other as he sucks and plays with my nipple with his tongue.
It’s so sexy.
