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“Yes,” she answered and pulled my face to hers for a kiss.
As our lips met, the passion between us ignited. It was like I had been waiting for this moment my whole life. I let my hands explore her body, reveling in the softness of her skin and the curves of her body. Every inch of her was perfect.
I kissed down her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath my lips. I trailed kisses down her chest, pausing to take one rosy nipple into my mouth. She moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair, urging me on. I switched to her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention while my hand slid between her legs.
Her body writhed on the bed as I slid my fingers over her wetness. She moaned, her breath growing heavy. I could tell she was close to the edge, and I enjoyed watching her fall apart. I slid my fingers inside her, feeling her body tighten around me.
“Oh, God, Theo,” she moaned as she came undone beneath me.
Her body arched into mine. I felt myself harden further at the sight of her lips parted and her head thrown back as her body jerked and twitched. I kissed her softly, waiting for her to catch her breath. Her eyes met mine, and there was a question in them. “Are you sure?” I asked for the final time.
She smiled. “Yes, Theo. I’m sure.”
I kissed her again and moved over her body. I stared down at her as I lined the head of my cock against her opening. I took a deep breath, not wanting to explode the moment I was inside her.
Her softness enveloped me. It was like coming home. I wasn’t sure I had ever felt this connected to anyone. She was so soft and warm. I groaned as I slid deeper into her. Her body wrapped around me as I reached her depths.
I didn’t move for a moment. I just soaked in the feeling of her. She was so much more than I ever imagined. I pulled back and thrust. She gasped, her fingers clutching the sheets beneath her. I pulled back and thrust again. She let out a loud moan. I growled in satisfaction.
I started to move faster. Her body was made for mine. It felt right. It felt fucking perfect. I leaned down and kissed her. She kissed me back, opening her mouth under mine. Our tongues danced as our bodies moved together. I slid my hand between us, stroking her clit and taking her closer to a second orgasm. She moaned, her body tightening around me.
Her hands found my ass and pulled, urging me deeper. I groaned, and my breath caught as I felt the tension inside me begin to build. Her pussy tightened around me, and I was lost. My cock felt like it was going to burst. Her soft whimper was nearly my undoing. Her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps. She felt so hot and so tight around me. I knew I wasn’t going to last long.
I pulled back and thrust into her hard and deep. I heard a gasp, but I wasn’t sure if it was hers or mine. She grunted, and her pussy clamped down on me. I let out a groan as her muscles milked my cock. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close as bright lights burst behind my eyes. I didn’t want to let her go.
“Are you okay?” I whispered.
“I don’t know,” she replied.
I grinned. “That good, eh?”
“I think so,” she said with a soft giggle.
I slid my weight off her and held her close. “Let me stay.”
“Yes.”
I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
I woke up to an empty bed. I waited to see if she would come back, but after fifteen minutes, I realized she was up for good. I went back to my room, showered, and dressed for the day while thinking about the night before. It had been amazing.
But now, she was gone, and a sense of unease settled over me. I knew that Emilie had a tendency to push people away. I feared that the intimacy we had shared might have triggered her need for distance. I had hoped she would lean into what happened and let it be the start of something really good.
I made my way downstairs, my footsteps echoing in the quiet house. As I entered the kitchen, I found Jack sitting at the table with a cup of coffee.
“Where’s Emilie?”
He sighed. “Ms. Emilie will be spending the day alone, according to Astrid.”
I frowned, feeling a sense of disheartenment wash over me. It was clear that Emilie was retreating into her shell again. Despite the connection we had shared, she was determined to maintain her distance. It was one step forward and two steps back.
“I see.”
“I reached out to Marcus,” Jack said. “He has invited you to lunch.”
Marcus was a cousin we only saw maybe once a year. “I guess I don’t have anything else to do.”
I met Marcus at a quaint little pub in the heart of town. I knew that he had also been through the Wed season years ago. I was hoping he could give me some advice.
