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Miles grabbed Emily’s hands and lifted them to the top of the bed. He shifted and held them above her head in one palm while he leaned against the headboard with his other hand. Emily moaned. Miles lowered his mouth to her breasts, licking and sucking. He felt her pulsating and shuddering as an orgasm wracked her body for a second time.

Miles pulled out and flipped Emily onto her stomach, lifting her to her knees. She chirped in confusion, but didn’t fight the maneuver. In one fluid motion he slammed back into her from this new angle. With one hand he rubbed against her clit, with the other he held her against him by the throat.

“You were made for this, baby girl,” Miles growled into Emily’s ear. She shuddered against him, whimpering as he pressed in and out faster and faster. Miles felt an orgasm approach like a tightening coil. He pushed into her one last time, feeling her squeeze around him as they both shattered.

Miles collapsed atop Emily, his dick twitching inside of her. Beside him, she panted, her chest rising and falling. Miles rolled to the side and off of Emily. He tied the condom off and tossed it toward his piled clothing before he pulled Emily into his arms and relaxed into her heat.

Emily sighed, her head resting on his shoulder. She settled back into Miles and hummed as he placed a hand on her hip and pulled the blanket up to cover them. Sleep came quickly for both of them.

Part 6

Conference Day 4

An excerpt from Emily Parker’s Whispers of the Heart

Among the shadows, blinded from sight,

Lips silky soft, dance through the night.

Skin, the canvas, awaiting the tease.

A swirl of sensation and sweet unease.

Shivers enfold with the teasing trace,

Blindfold so silky and a tender embrace

Whispering lips and tantalizing glide

Among this mystery, passion’s tide.

Chapter 39

For the second morning in a row, Emily awoke to strong arms and a warm body wrapped around her. This time, no panic marked the encounter. Instead, she snuggled back into the familiar heat and closed her eyes, wanting to take in every second she could get because she realized how fleeting this moment was.

“Good morning,” Miles’s rough voice whispered next to her ear.

“Morning,” she mumbled in response. She wrapped her hand around his arm resting on her waist, preventing him from pulling away from her.

“Any regrets?”

“Not a chance,” Emily said, relaxing further into Miles as he squeezed her tight for a moment.

“It was much too nice for regrets,” Miles agreed. He pressed his lips to Emily’s neck and kissed over the length. Emily gasped into the touch and tilted her head, giving Miles more access that he immediately took advantage of. With the hand wrapped around Emily’s waist he rubbed up and down her hip, moving closer and closer to the one place she desperately wanted him to touch. Emily whined and squirmed.

“Tell me what you want, baby girl,” Miles whispered, nipping at her ear. His hand brushed her inner thigh before pulling back and going down her leg once more.

“I need you to touch me,” Emily pleaded.

Miles continued his ministrations. “I am touching you,” he teased.

“Here,” Emily said, as she grabbed his hand and brought it to her clit. “I need you to touch me here.”

“Of course, darling,” Miles purred, his hand gently circling the bud. He swiped his hand down, teasing at her wet entrance, before moving back up. He continued this pattern several times before he pressed two fingers inside, and curled them up, eliciting a gasp and mumbled pleading from Emily. Miles smirked and continued his assault on the one spot that drove her wild. He loved watching Emily come undone before him.

He continued until he felt her shudder beneath him, shaking and sweating, moaning nonsense. Miles pulled back as her body went limp. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to Emily’s lips, pulling back before it could get serious. “I’m going to shower to get ready for the signing today; will you call to have our food and coffee brought to the room?”

Emily nodded, then scowled at his back as he walked away. Sure, that had been nice, more than nice, but all it did was leave her aching and wanting more.

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