His eyes flash. “What else?”
“Then I climb over you and fuck you until you come inside me.”
“Then what?”
I let out a laugh. “Then…we eat dinner naked and go again, again, and again, until your dad comes home in the morning.”
“Emma,” he murmurs softly.
I put a finger on my lips and walk up to him, undoing the bow of the apron at his neckline. The piece of clothing falls away to reveal thick pecs and hard abs. Well, fuck. This is what I want, and I might as well go for it. I drop to my knees and undo the button on his jeans, pulling them down to his feet. His thick, hard cock springs out. The kitchen light is bright enough for me to see some precum on the tip.
I take his smooth head into my mouth and suck on it slowly. My hand holds him at the base, having his ball sack rest in my palms. I look up and smile at him as I circle my tongue around his crown.
“Fuckkkk, Emma!”
I draw his shaft deeper into my mouth, wrapping my tongue around the tip. He growls again, his face squeezing in concentration. I tease the ridge with the tip of my tongue, then I plunge down, taking him deep into my throat and gagging on him.
He throws his head back. “Emma, you’re gonna make me come.”
Good. I draw him in and out, caressing the smooth head with my tongue as I suck his cock over and over. It feels so good to hear that helplessness in his voice, to see the reckless abandon in his face. I want to own him, to lay my own imprint on him in a way that erodes all the women of his past, the way he’s eroded all the men of mine.
I graze my teeth around his shaft, and his hips start to jerk. He fists his hand tight in my hair, growling and moaning. His guttural sounds of pleasure make my inside wet. I can already feel myself dripping between my legs.
“Look at me, Liam.”
He stares down, and I love how his eyes flash with undisguised lust. I keep the pace up, pumping his thickness down my throat as deep as I can go. His cock starts to throat, and his breathing becomes ragged.
I don’t stop, pumping him faster and harder, and suddenly, I feel him burst into my throat. I look up and pull him out slowly, smiling as I lick the rest of his seed off his cock.
23
LIAM
I wake up to the feeling of my dick buried in something wet, warm, and delicious. My eyes pop open. I’m in my room, in my bed, and… Fuck, that feels so good. I groan loudly and quickly raise my body on my elbows.
It’s Emma. Her beautiful mop of hair frames her face as her mouth moves between my legs. She looks up to see I’m awake, then she smiles and pops off her mouth.
“Good morning.” She smiles sultrily.
“I think the morning just surpassed good, Emma.”
Emma laughs, the sound sending a vibration across my cock and straight through me. “I couldn’t resist when I saw that morning wood,” she whispers, crawling up on top of me. “It’s quite impressive.”
“Not as impressive as you.”
“So, what’s impressive about me?”
Everything. I watch her eyes narrow at me as she stops crawling, setting herself on my hips as she leans forward, each hand by the side of me. I can feel my dick perfectly nestled between her ass crack.
We’ve been at this all night—after she made me orgasm with her mouth in the kitchen, I took her on the table, and then we gathered our clothes and the food and ate naked in bed, then we’d gone about bringing each other pleasure again and again throughout the night.
She matched me every time, just knowing what to do, where to touch, just the right perch or arch to send my mind reeling. At times I wondered if it was just a dream my mind conjured, but it seemed so real, felt so real.
“Say it, Liam.” Her soft, throaty voice cracks through my consciousness, and I look up into her eyes to see a little humorous light. She’s teasing me, and she’s enjoying it. “What’s impressive about me?” She asks.
“Everything.”
I give the thought word this time and sit up to plant a kiss on her lips. She snuggles further into my lap, wrapping her legs around my hips. Her full round breasts press against my naked chest, and I can feel her breath hitch as I stare into her eyes.