Page 55 of A Little Bit Extra

Emmett applies more pressure while also increasing his speed. My breath hitches as I get closer to an orgasm, small moans escape my mouth.

Emmett moves his head down my chest, pleasuring me while taking time to lick each breast. He gives small kisses, navigating down my belly until he replaces his thumb with his tongue, my back arching in response.

He uses his left hand to massage my right breast, tugging at my nipple, which is currently a stiff peak.

He inserts one finger in my folds while continuing to lap at my clit, bringing me to reach my first climax of the night.

I grab his hair and pull his head up, cupping his jaw and pulling his face to mine. Tasting myself on his lips and giving myself to him. Finally breaking the barrier between us that’s been doing nothing but causing tension.

Emmett sits up to slide off his pants and underwear, his cock springing from the confines of his pants.

I sit up, reaching for his dick. He stops me. I push out my bottom lip in a pout.

“I need to fuck you, otherwise I will come on you, when I’d much rather come inside you,” Emmett says.

“Do you have a condom?” I ask.

Emmett nods. He leans over me and opens the drawer on the nightstand to the left of the bed. He pulls out a condom, which I take from him. Emmett stares at me as I open it and slowly slide it over his length.

He positions himself in front of me and teases my slit with his cock, sliding it up and down.

I put both of my hands around his waist, to his back, and try to pull him to me. I want him to stop teasing me and fuck me already.

He slams into me and drops his mouth onto mine to siphon off any moans coming from my lips. I open my mouth, once again inviting his tongue to dance with mine. Between the passion coming from our kiss and Emmett thrusting in and out of me, it feels like we will both hit our climax in record time.

He puts a hand between my thighs and starts rubbing my clit to help me reach another orgasm. I dig my nails into his back and arch mine.

“I’m almost there. Don’t stop,” I say with a sigh.

He thrusts harder, faster. He increases the pace of his thumb on my clit, causing me to say the one thing he asked for.

“Emmett.”

And with that, we finish together, and the sound of our synchronized breaths fills the room with pure bliss.

16

Emmett

I blink my eyes open as the sun hits me just right from the blinds to the right of my bed. My right hand instinctively blocks the direct light while my left hand moves to the previously occupied space on the other side of my bed.

I jerk my head to the left, lifting to rest on my elbow. Cassie is across the room, under my desk, gathering her belongings that were thrown to various areas as last night progressed. Last night, what a night. And now Cassie is trying to sneak out.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

Cassie shuffles out from under the desk and faces me. She’s still wearing one of my shirts while clutching her clothes and various other accessories in her arms.

“You’re not trying to leave, are you?” I ask a different question, since she’s yet to respond to my first.

“I’m…” she starts, averting her gaze and looking at the floor. She drops a sock. She leans over to pick it up, but as she does that, she also drops her bra and a tube of chapstick that must have fallen out of her shorts. “Shit,” she mutters, trying to figure out a way to pick everything up and not drop anything.

“Come back to bed.”

Cassie’s still kneeling on the ground, but her gaze snaps up to mine.

“Please,” I add. I move back the sheets from where she was sleeping, inviting her to come back to me.

Cassie stands up and looks around for where to put all her stuff. Her pile of things, since neither of us expected her to stay the night. She finally settles on the chair in front of my desk, carefully leaning over to set the pile down, ensuring that everything stays put in its place.

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