Page 182 of Stolen Moments

She nods.

“Do you like it?” I ask, debating my next move.

“Yes.” She smirks at me, wondering where I’m going.

“Then you better take it the fuck off before I rip it off.”

Emery moans, rubbing her thighs together. “Okay.”

I damn near choke on my spit as she spreads her legs wide for me to see the small silver snapping between her pussy lips. Her cunt glistens on either side of the thin fabric, begging for my mouth to taste it.

“Oh, this is going to be fun.” I yank the shirt I’m wearing over my head, push my pants and boxers off the rest of the way, and kick them to the side. Crawling up Emery’s body, I settle between her legs, hovering over her chest so I don’t crush her. “I missed you so much, baby.”

Her eyes glass over, and I hope those are happy tears. I cup her cheek, cherishing this moment for a second longer. She’s finally back in my arms. For good.

“I missed you too. So much,” she whispers against my lips, running her hands up my sides.

My body shivers at her touch.

“I love you.”

“I love you. Only you,” I promise before covering her mouth with mine. I kiss her with everything I have, every ounce of love, devotion, and adoration I have for her.

Her hands fist my hair as I lavish her neck with attention, nipping and sucking at her soft skin, trailing kisses over the tops of her breasts. Over the delicate material, I cup her tits, lifting them to my mouth as I take her nipple between my lips and suck. She moans her approval, her body bowing at the contact. Releasing with a pop, I give her other nipple the same attention until she’s a squirming, needy mess.

“I need you,” Emery keens.

“Shh. I know, baby.”

I make my way down her stomach, situating myself between her legs, with her pussy in my face. I place her legs over my shoulders, spreading her wide for me to get a better view. Her hips lift as I blow a stream of air over her aching center. I unsnap the fabric between her legs and run my finger through her slit, admiring the way her wet pussy glistens.

“Is all this for me?”

She moans, “Yes.”

I slowly use my finger to spread her arousal over her swollen clit, rubbing tight circles around the sensitive bud.

“I-I need more, please,” she whines, chasing my touch.

Breathing her in, my mouth waters, begging for a taste. I’m going to savor every last drop of her. I’m going to drive her wild, slowly bringing her over the edge.

“Look at this pretty pussy. So needy for me. Do you know why?”

She shakes her head.

“Because I own this cunt. I know what it needs. Only I know how to work this pussy until it explodes in pleasure so good that your cum pours over my tongue, down my chin, and all over my cock.”

Without wasting another second, I flatten my tongue on the skin above her cute little rosebud and lick up to the top in one slow wipe, swirling my tongue around her clit. The tangy taste of her explodes on my tongue, sending me into a lust filled tailspin.

Like everything else about tonight, my plans burn up in flames. Going slow is no longer an option. Without easing her body into it, I dive in, eating at her with a feral hunger. I’m like a starving man finally served a plate of food. I can’t stop myself from feasting on her sweet nectar.

Her body bucks off the bed as I close my lips around her clit and suck, flicking my tongue over the sensitive nerves. She’s already close. Her thighs tense, shaking. I slide two fingers into her tight hole, curling them forward, stroking the spot I know makes her explode.

“Let go. Come for me. I need you to come right now.”

I bury my face in Emery’s pussy, spearing her with my fingers as I rub my face in her cream, lapping at her clit. I flick and suck at her swollen nerves until I feel her cunt pulse under my tongue as it clenches around my thick digits.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Emery chants as she chases her orgasm.

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