Page 17 of Stalk Her Sweetly


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Carter's patience wanes, and I sense the dam of his restraint beginning to crack. He grabs Emily's arm, pulling her toward him, and it's as if a switch flips inside me. No more hiding in the shadows. I need to act.

"Let go of her," I growl, stepping out from my hiding place. The shock on their faces is palpable, but I don't care. All that matters is putting an end to this twisted game.

"Max?" Emily stammers, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Emily, he's been lying to you," I say, my voice shaking with barely contained rage. "He wants the candy shop. He's been manipulating you this whole time."

In that moment, the veil of Carter's deception shatters, and Emily sees him for who he truly is. Gratitude fills her gaze as she looks at me, and suddenly, the fire within me that had tried to tamp down to embers roars back to life.

"Why, you meddling motherfucker," Carter spits at me.

"Stop," Emily orders, holding up her hand. She looks at Carter with disgust, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Get out," she commands, her voice cracking. "Get out of here or I'll call the cops."

"You're making a big mistake, Emily," Carter snarls.

"Get out," she repeats, her tone unwavering.

It's the last thing he wants, but there's no other choice. Carter storms off, and I walk over to Emily. She wraps her arms around me in a tight embrace, and I hold her close, enjoying the feel of her body pressed against mine.

"Thank you," she whispers into my chest, her voice choked with emotion.

"Emily," I begin, "I'm sorry about—"

Emily shushes me with a finger to my lips. "It doesn't matter anymore." She peers up at me shyly before she admits, "I've missed you, Max. And I can't believe you ever stalked me maliciously."

"I didn't," I swear earnestly. "You've seen me, Emily. I'm awkward as fuck. I'm just a nerd who's in love with a girl way out of his league."

My face colors when I realize what I've just confessed, but Emily's eyes soften as she smiles at me with that sweet smile I'd cut my right hand off just to see. "You love me?"

I bring her hand to my lips and kiss her palm reverently. "I fucking worship you, Emily. I know I'm quiet and awkward and weird, but I'd do anything for you."

Emily shakes her head. "I don't think you see yourself the way other people do, Max. You're hot as hell. I don't get why you're not more confident. You could have any girl you wanted."

My heart soars at her words, and I cup her face in my hands as I tell her earnestly, "The only girl I want isyou."

"Good," she grins, "because the only guy I want is you."

My heart damn near leaps out of my throat. "Are you saying what I think you're saying, Emily?"

She wraps her arms around my neck and whispers against my lips, the soft feel of her lips grazing mine as she does so, "I love you too, Max."

And with that, I seal my mouth against hers, kissing her with all the pent-up tension, all the longing, all the love I've been bottling up for months. Emily's hands grip my hair as she kisses me back, our tongues dancing as we taste each other. My hands wander down to her ass, my palms cupping the soft, round flesh through her skirt. I pull her against me, my cock hardening at the sensation of her softness pressing against me. Emily makes a sound of approval as she leans into me, her breasts smashing against my chest. "I want you so bad," she breathes. Her eyes flutter shut as I lean down to kiss her neck, and she moans when I lay her back against the counter.

"I want you too," I growl, my cock straining against my pants.

Emily reaches down and rubs my bulge, her eyes gleaming. I feel like her hands are on me for the first time as she rubs my cock through my jeans, her grin widening when I groan. She unzips my pants and pulls my cock out, and I thrust into her hand, testing the waters, seeing how far she's willing to go. Her hand wraps around my cock as she pumps it up and down, lust greedily filling her eyes as she does so.

"Ohhh, fuck," I groan as she strokes my cock. "You're so good at that, Emily."

"I'm better at other things," she grins. "Let me show you."

Emily lifts both her legs and wraps them around my waist. I feel her soft, wet heat on my cock, and I know what she wants. I know exactly what she's asking for. I want to be inside her so fucking bad that I may have to beg.

She looks up at me with lustful eyes. "Please, Max. I want you."

I slide into her, and it's like coming home. I'm so deep inside her that I can barely see straight. Emily's fingernails dig into my back as I begin to thrust into her.

"Ohhhh, fuck!" she cries out, her hips rocking back and forth in time with mine. She throws her head back and moans, "Harder! Please! Harder!"

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