Page 52 of Paper Hearts & Plot Twists

“My very own goddess,” Miles whispered. He grasped Emily’s chin and tugged her head up, making her meet his eyes. “If you’ll let me, I’ll worship you all night long.”

“Please,” Emily begged. Miles trailed his hand over smooth skin to her panties then slid them down her hips.

“Arms around me, love.” Miles placed a hand beneath each of her thighs and lifted her to wrap around his still-clothed waist. His hand explored the contours of her ass.

Walking toward the bed, he set her on the edge and placed his hands on either side of her then leaned down, pressing their lips together in a battle he easily dominated. Miles laid her back and trailed his lips down her neck to a rosy nipple. Emily gasped as he sucked. She moaned as Miles’s hand rubbed against her other exposed breast.

Emily brought her hands up to his hair, fisting handfuls and pulling him down to her. He continued to lick and tease as she panted beneath him.

“How do you want tonight to go, darling?” Miles asked, pulling away to press his forehead to Emily’s once more. His lips were centimeters from hers.

Emily panted, eyes glazed over with lust and need. “I want you inside of me,” she pleaded.

“Tell me what you like,” Miles demanded. “Slow and sweet, rough and domineering? Anything with you will be amazing, but it needs to be amazing for both of us.”

“I—I don’t know,” Emily replied as her brows drew together and she self-consciously bit her lip. Miles trailed butterfly kisses to Emily’s neck and shoulders as he waited. “I haven’t really done a whole lot of this,” Emily admitted. Her prom date from hell had been followed by a one-night stand from a bar on her 21st birthday that was so disastrous it had turned her off sex all together.

“Are you a virgin?” Miles asked, shock and panic crossing his face. Being someone’s first experience was a lot of pressure to live up to.

“No, no,” Emily said quickly. “Just inexperienced as hell.” She laughed awkwardly and looked away, hoping this wasn’t a deal-breaker.

Miles turned her head, forcing her to meet his eyes as he pulled her into another kiss. “I can handle inexperienced. Let’s learn what you like together. Tell me if you like something or don’t.” He waited for Emily to nod in agreement before he went back to his ministrations.

While kissing and nibbling at her neck, Miles unbuttoned his pants, pushed them down in one solid movement, and kicked them off to the side. Emily’s eyes widened as she stared at the contours of his body.

“Like what you see?”

“Love what I see.”

Miles crawled up the edge of the bed and grabbed an ankle in each hand. Emily gasped as he pulled her to the edge and spread her legs, placing them over his shoulders, his warm breath surprising her.

Miles was on her, his tongue swiping over her clit. Emily sighed and sank into the bed, her legs relaxed, spreading wider. She moaned and grabbed a handful of hair, hugging his face to her.

“Yes, please,” Emily moaned. She tried to buck into him but he used a hand to hold her hips in place as he teased with his tongue, flicking and sucking, learning what made Emily go wild.

Miles brought a hand up and continued his ministrations with his mouth. He stuck two fingers in Emily’s mouth with a command to “Suck,” and she happily complied. He brought his wet fingers to her entrance and slowly pressed them in.

Emily moaned as her first orgasm exploded from her. Warmth spread through her from her head to her toes. She arched her back, one hand fisting the sheet, the other locked in his hair. Emily mumbled nonsense, incoherent as pleasure overtook her. Miles continued his ministrations inside and out until Emily went limp, body shaking and warm.

“You’re so good, baby girl,” Miles whispered as he crawled up her body. He leaned over her, and kissed her.

“Miles, I need you. Now,” Emily demanded. She pulling him close, initiating a searing kiss of her own. Tongues and teeth engaged in a wild dance. Miles braced himself atop Emily, the muscles in his arms taut and pressed in between Emily’s legs, his hips spreading her wide. His hard dick ground against Emily, the friction making her moan.

Emily shivered. She dragged her hands over his back, scraping her nails along his smooth skin. She ran them lower over his hips and to the front of his body. Her fingertips traced the trail of dark hair down to wrap around his exposed length. He groaned, biting his bottom lip.

Emily stroked from root to tip. She rubbed over the velvety smooth skin, sliding a finger over the leaking tip, spurred on by the noises she was drawing from Miles.

Miles pulled from her and kissed away Emily’s protests. He fumbled with the nightstand for a moment before the tear of foil signaled opening a condom wrapper. In one fluid motion he rolled the latex onto his thick length and lined himself with Emily’s entrance, lifting one of her legs over his shoulder to get the right angle.

“Please don’t stop,” Emily whimpered. She reached for his hips to tug him forward.

“So needy, baby girl,” Miles purred against her throat. Emily pleaded incoherently, her eyes half lidded in lust. Miles pressed his tip against her entrance, and settled his thumb over her clit, rubbing in gentle circles as he slowly glided into her.

Emily whimpered and threw her head back, eyes closed, as Miles sank deeper and deeper until his hips pressed against hers. “Such a good girl,” he whispered as he leaned forward and drew one of her nipples into his mouth, feeling her clench against his length.

“I need you to move,” Emily begged.

Miles kissed her neck, nipping behind her ear. He pulled out and slammed back in, smirking when Emily let out an incoherent moan. He continued to slowly pull out and slam back in. Emily met him thrust for thrust.

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