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I felt almost positive I was having a stroke now. Being inside Emma was the single best sensation I’d ever experienced, and I moaned with pleasure as she rocked her hips gently, driving me deeper inside.
I grabbed her hips and kissed every part of her that my lips could reach: her neck, her shoulder, her back. We stumbled up together, our bodies never disconnecting, and she leaned over the box, gripping it on either side with her ass sticking out behind her.
“Deeper,” she begged, and I obeyed. I held her hips and drove my cock in and out, venturing as far up her passage as I could. She moaned as I thrusted in as far as I could go, and used my cock to stroke her sensitive inner walls.
When I reached around her thigh to rub her clit, she was practically delirious with pleasure. Her insides quivered, almost ready to explode, and I saw it as an invitation to keep doing exactly the same thing. My glutes ached from being clenched, but I fought through the pain, instinctively knowing that her enjoyment was more important.
And then, my perseverance paid off. Emma’s pussy gripped my rod and she moaned and thrust her ass backwards and the muscles in her arms and legs spasmed. I held back as long as I could and then exploded inside her, unable to resist the steady pulses of her body as she gripped the box until her knuckles turned white.
She fell forward as the orgasm subsided, sliding off my emptied cock to drape herself over the box as she panted.
Her ass was pink from the intensity of my thrusts and, when she rolled over, so was her face.
She grinned at me and I felt something inside me — a part that had been frozen for a long time — thaw.
“That was amazing,” she said and closed her eyes, looking blissfully happy.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” I admitted. “Xavier would kill me if he knew.”
Emma shrugged and when she leaned up to kiss me, her smile didn’t fade.
“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”
16
EMMA
When Adrian was fucking me, it was exactly what I wanted to do.
Nathan hadn’t wanted me that way for a long time, and Cora had helped me realize that he’d been withholding sex as a form of control. But Adrian didn’t resist or push me away. He didn’t tell me I was too fat, or that I didn’t deserve pleasure. He reciprocated every kiss, every touch, and I had no doubt that he wanted it as much as I did.
And when we both came, it was magical.
It was only later when the niggling doubts began to creep in, when I was alone in the apartment and the guys were all working in the studio.
We shouldn’t have done that, Adrian had said, and the more I thought about it, the more I realized he was right. Sexalwayscomplicated friendships. The apartment wasn’t big enough for either of us to have space if things became awkward, and as the person who didn’t actually live here, if our dynamic turned bad, I would be the one who would be asked to leave. Not him. I’d be back at Cora’s house, and vulnerable to anything Nathan decided to do.
At least I’m still paying rent there, I thought. I hadn’t yet considered whether I’d keep my room at her house while I was here — I’d set up a recurring automatic transfer through my bank and forgotten about it — but now that I’d done something stupid, I knew that it would be sensible to keep paying it, just in case.
And then there was another major problem: I hadterribletaste in men. Adrian wasn’t Nathan — they seemed to be nothing alike — but still, the fact was that I barely knew him. I didn’t know whether he wanted a relationship, whether he was going to hurt me, whether he had any sexually transmitted diseases…
Stupid,stupid,stupid.
I’d done the same thing with Nathan. After our first date, we’d gone to his place and fucked on top of the bed, without even pulling back the covers. I’d been so nervous because I was inexperienced and didn’t know what to do, but Nathan did. He gave me an orgasm when he penetrated me, something that had never happened before, and from that moment, I was hooked. Even when I noticed his red flags popping up, I saw him through such strong rose-colored glasses that I overlooked them.
And that got me into trouble. Big trouble.
I couldn’t trust myself not to make that mistake again.
I threw the duffle bag on my bed and tossed everything I owned in it: clothes, perfume, the bear. I wasn’t sure if Cora would want me back in her house, now that I had a crazy stalker, but where else could I go?
There were sounds of movement somewhere else in the apartment, and I hoped it wasn’t Adrian. I didn’t know if I’d be able to leave if I saw the sadness in his eyes. But then the person knocked softly on my door, and when I opened it, Xavier stood there.
“Are you okay?” he asked gently.
I shrugged.
“I know what Adrian did,” he said, and I stared at him in shock. How did he find out? Was Adrian bragging about his conquest? But then I remembered the cameras. We were in the middle of the gym, and while I hadn’t looked for them, there was a very good chance there was at least one, maybe even two, cameras with a view of everything we did.
