Page 84 of Make It Without You

Her breath comes in pants as she gets closer to release.

I pull the toy off of her clit and give her a moment to breathe. When her chest is no longer heaving for breath, I place the toy back on her clit.

Emily’s hand slides up her torso and grabs a handful of her breast. Pinching her nipple as the pleasure gets to be too much.

I pull the toy off her clit again and the breath of relief from her is bone tired.

“One more baby. You’re doing so good,” I whisper in her ear. Praising her for playing along as I push and pull her from the edge.

“Adam,” she weakly says my name.

“One more. And then I promise to bury my cock so deep inside this pussy.”

I place the toy back on her clit and turn it on. Emily whimpers as I press the device closer.

“Oh, fuck.” She exclaims when I bump the speed up to the next setting. Her hips move as if she’s looking for more friction.

I bump the speed to the third, and highest setting, and watch as magic happens.

“Adam!” Emily yells as she comes.

I look down, seeing her feet curled into the sheets as her release squirts out of her. This is the hottest thing I’ve seen and I maneuver myself between her legs and continue to lap up her arousal. Her hands fly to my head as she keeps coming. My name a cry on her lips as I still haven’t removed the toy.

I let myself have a few more seconds to her soaked entrance. Then I’m turning off the little device, sliding up her body, and slide right into her tight heat.

“Baby,”thrust, “you did,”thrust, “so good.”

I pull a boneless leg up around my waist as I slow my pace and make love to her.

Emily

Nervous? Me? Not at all. I’m lying to myself. I’m totally nervous. I’ve been thumbing through my closet trying to find something to wear to Dylan’s game tomorrow.

Walking back into my room, I pick up my phone and call Sarah. Hopefully, she’s not still working.

“Hi, little bird,” she greets.

“What do you wear to a little kid’s baseball game?”

Sarah laughs into the receiver. “Isn’t this something you ask Kamryn help for?”

“Yes,” I confess. “But you’re the one at all the games for your clients.”

Sarah manages some of the biggest names in sports in the Cincinnati area. She managed to take on Mason as a client right before his injury forced him to retire. With Mason on her roster, she now has basketball, hockey, baseball, and another football player she manages. How she does it I’ll never know.

“Hmm, well since you’ll be outside roasting away, you can’t go wrong with a sundress or shorts and a tank. I take it things are going well with Adam?”

I walk back into my closet and pick out a muted sage green dress, that thankfully has a built-in bra, with a form-fittingbodice and adjustable spaghetti straps. “Things are going really well. I’m almost scared to say it out loud or even introduce you all to him.” I find some sandals in my collection and lay out my outfit on my vanity chair. “He told me he loved me the other night.”

“What?” Sarah’s shock matches mine.

“I know,” I agree.

“And do you? Love him, that is?”

“I do.”

Sarah squeals, a very un-Sarah-like thing to do. “I’m so happy for you.”

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