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He pulls my lips to his and kisses me softly, sweetly. Soon, though, I’m the one to deepen our kisses. I let my tongue slide into his mouth and tangle with his. I pull myself to my knees on either side of his hips so that the sensitive spot between my legs can lie perfectly on the bulge that’s appeared beneath the athletic pants he’s wearing.
Emmett’s hands land on my hips and without breaking our kissing, he moves my hips carefully, creating a delicious friction between our bodies. I push myself into him, urging him to do it again. He takes the hint. By the third push of my hips, I let out a moan that travels from my lips to his and he groans into my mouth.
Our lips part and Emmett gently pushes me to sit up. He grips the bottom of his jersey I’m wearing.
“As sexy as you look in my jersey, I really want to take it off you right now.”
He’s asking permission. He still has his grip on the bottom hem but hasn’t moved to lift it. I raise my hands above my head, giving him the permission he’s after. The jersey comes up and over my head in a flash and is flung unceremoniously across the room. Emmett glides his hands up the sides of stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps as he does. When his hands reach my breasts, still covered by the bra I’m wearing, he strokes my nipples with his thumbs over the fabric.
I let my head hang back, feeling my hair against my bare back.
“Gorgeous?”
I hum in response, not able to form words.
“You’re in complete control here. The minute I do something that’s too much or something you don’t want, just say ‘stop’ or ‘no’ and we stop,” he says, while still running circles across my nipples.
I hum again, still focusing on the pleasure he’s creating.
“Aubrey, I need to know you understand that I’m completely at your mercy here. If it were up to me you’d already be naked and I’d be inside you.”
His rare use of my first name and his admission of what he wants gets my attention. I look at him. His face has a serious look mixed with a sexy, almost sleepiness to his eyes.
“It’s your move, gorgeous,” he says, still rubbing at my nipples and still causing the warmth between my legs to intensify by the second.
“I want you. All of you. I need you, Emmett,” I say, then reach back and unhook my bra, letting it fall between us.
The next moments are a blur, but crystal clear at the same time. It’s as if time slowed down and went at warp speed simultaneously. There were moments where I swore I was outside of my body watching the experience from above. First, Emmett slowly peeled off the sweatpants I was wearing. Before even touching my underwear, he kissed and nibbled at my skin from my toes all the way up to where my thighs meet my hips. He took off his own shirt and pants, leaving himself in his underwear before kissing along my stomach just above my panties.
He slowly started letting his tongue drag across my skin, moving lower and lower. As his kisses and flits of his tongue moved lower, so did my underwear until they were low enough that he used his hands to pull them off completely.
Now, I’m lying here, completely naked and exposed. Yet, I don’t feel anywhere near as uncomfortable as I feared I would. With the way Emmett is looking at me, like I’m a perfectly cooked steak he’s about to devour, how could I?
“You’re perfect,” he whispers as he drags his fingers along my skin.
I grip the sheet below me with both hands as his hand slides between my legs.
“I want to taste you,” he says as he casually pushes my legs apart.
I know what he means. I know what he wants.
“I think–I think I’d like that.”
“Oh, gorgeous,” he says, and with that his lips come down on my clit.
The sensation is surprising. At first, I’m just in shock at the thought of it all. But then the same feeling I got when I touched myself starts to build as he runs his tongue around the sensitive part.
“Don’t come. Not yet,” he says, his face still between my legs.
“How do I stop it?” I say between breaths.
Then the sensation stops. Emmett’s tongue is no longer giving me pleasure.
But I feel his hand between my legs and what I can only assume is his finger glides from my clit to my opening and then slowly I feel a pressure as he pushes it inside of me. It doesn’t hurt but it takes just a moment of getting used to.
“How does that feel? Does it hurt?” Emmett asks.
“No, it doesn’t hurt. It feels a little strange, but also good.”
