Page 83 of Make It Without You

Emily wraps a leg around my waist and I take her other leg, hoisting her up against the wall. My cock is painfully hard against the zipper of my jeans. But the warmth of Emily’s pussy is like coming home.

“Bedroom,” Emily says against my lips. Her legs tighten around my waist and I turn, walking us to her bedroom.

I close the door to her room when I cross over the threshold and kneel onto the bed. Not breaking the kiss as I’m finally breathing better after weeks of chaste kisses. Between work at the restaurant and baseball with Dylan, all we’ve gotten were small moments when Emily would drop by my work.

This past month we’ve been together has only made my craving for her unstoppable.

I break the kiss and trail my lips down her neck. Her heavy breaths and mixed moans are enough to make me lose my mind. When I get to the waistband of her leggings I stop.

“Adam?”

I place a kiss on her lower stomach. “Do you wanna play a game?”

A smile spreads across her face as she nods her head quickly against the pillows.

“Good girl,” I praise and crawl off the bed. I move over to her nightstand that houses her toy collection. Emily’s eyes grow wide when she sees where I’m moving towards and I’m guessing in her wine-induced haze that our conversation from this morning slipped her mind.

I take my time perusing through the drawer and hold in my retort to her collection. I have an idea of what I want to use onher and when I land on a little device that’s meant for clitoral pleasure, I know what to do.

Looking over at her. Her chest heaving and lips puffy from my kiss. Something animalistic runs through my body.

“Clothes. Off.” I demand.

Emily hesitates for a breath before she slides off the bed and strips. She holds my stare as each item of clothing comes off. This is what I love about her.

Woah.

Love?

The feeling of love that slammed into me a while ago comes back at full-speed.

When Emily is bare before me, I step into her space and slide my hands through her hair. Tipping her head back and gazing into those beautiful eyes of hers.

“I love you.”

Her eyes well with tears as the hands resting on my waist and her bottom lip trembles. “You do?”

“Yeah, baby. I do,” I wipe away a stray tear. “I think I fell that night when you came to my restaurant and wiped that godforsaken line away. It was made clearer to me the next morning. I love you, Emily Marie Bailey.”

“I love you, too. I love you for showing me that I can love again. And that I get to loveyoumeans more than I could ever have imagined.”

Our lips are a breath apart. I inhale what she exhales. I soak in what she pours out.

Ghosting my lips over hers I say, “On the bed, baby.”

She sneaks a chaste kiss as she brushes past me. I pull my shirt off and toss it to the floor. When Emily is settled back on the bed I strip down to just my boxer briefs. I hold up the toy that I grabbed from her nightstand drawer and hold in the laugh as her eyes widen.

“You said you wanted to play, so we’re gonna play,” I announce as I crawl back up the bed and lay out beside her.

The toy I was holding sits between us as I trail my fingers up and down her body with featherlight touches. She holds her breath as she anticipates my next move. I drop my lips to her collarbone. Licking and sucking at her skin. Emily turns her head to meet my lips and I take the toy, trailing it down to her pussy. I can smell her arousal and it’s enough to make me want to sayto hell with the gameand make her come with my cock buried inside of her.

Breaking the kiss, I look down at where her legs are spread and place the toy over her clit. With my thumb over the silicone button, I turn my attention back to Emily and watch as a red flush instantly runs up and down her neck and chest.

Her hands fist in the sheets as I keep suction on her clit. Her teeth bite down so hard on her bottom lip that I fear she’ll break the skin.

My name is moaned from her mouth.

My cock is as hard as stone.

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