Page 97 of Stolen Kisses

“Okay. See you upstairs, Stud!” She presses up on her toes, laying a soft kiss against my lips. Even that chaste touch, wakes up my dick. I don’t think my dick actually sleeps whenever I’m close toEm,if I’m being completelyhonest. She winks as she sashays her fine ass out of the kitchen.

Sleeping next to her every night, massaging her body, showering together—it’s been fantastic, but it’s also been torturous in the sense that I can’t touch her the way I want to. I don’t want to push. I want more from Em than sex, though that would be great about now.

Switching off all of the lights and locking up, I make my way upstairs. Poking my head into the kids’ bedrooms, I’m happy to see they’re all sound asleep. The overhead fancreatesenough white noise to keep Lachlan happy.

As I breach the bedroom door, the quiet sound of the shower still running brings a smile to my face. My girl’s naked and wet in the room on the other side of the wall. Pulling my t-shirt over my head, I strip down to nothing, so I can join her. It’s one of my favorite things to do; shower with my girl. Running my hands over her slick skin under the guise of washing her is one of the highlights of my day.

I don’t know if she’s posing just for me, but she’s got her hands tangled in her wet hair, her breasts thrust forward, the dip at her waist curved to perfection. Her eyes are closed, but they open, revealing irises the color of wet grass as her lips form a seductive smile.

“Let me do that.” Judging by the bubbles disappearing down the drain,Em’sready for the conditioner. I dispense a generous amount into the palm of my hand then share it onto my other hand before starting at the ends ofEm’sgorgeous chocolate-colored hair. It looks almost black when it’s wet like this, contrasting beautifully with her pale complexion. I make sure to press my fingers firmly into her scalp, massaging her head the way she likes.

“Mmmhm. It feels so good to have your fingers massaging me like that.” Can someone please tell my dick it needs to behave? It’s acting like a heat-seeking missile, knocking againstEm’sgorgeous ass. She giggles and my dick twitches. Settle down buddy, don’t get too excited. She turns around, dislodging my fingers from her hair. Her sparkling eyes connect with mine and a sly grin touches her lips. “You’ve been so incredibly patient as well as generous with your care and consideration. I want to thank you for everything you’ve done. The way you’ve been with me every step of the way. Supporting me emotionally and physically.”

She drops to her knees, conditioner in her hair, a twinkle in her eye. She glides her hands up my thighs and if she does what I think she’s about to do, I’m not sure I’ll be able to remain standing. It’s been a while and I’ve been willing my dick to behave for weeks now.

“Em?” I whisper, water tracking down my body, goosebumps covering my skin.

“Let me do this. It’s the only way I can show you how much I appreciate you and everything you’ve done.” Her hands continue their journey. One wrapping around my cock, the other cupping my heavy sac. Her breaths brush across the swollen head before her tongue passes across the slit.

Groaning in pleasure, I grasp Emma’s hair gently, pulling her face away from my dick. “You don’t have to do anything to thank me, Em. It’s been my pleasure and privilege to help you. To be with you.”

She smiles at me, then moves forward, engulfing my shaft in one take, almost dropping me to my knees. Her mouth.Fuck!It feels sensational around my cock. Not as good as her pussy does, but there’s not much between them. “Fuck, Em. My dick in your mouth … I’m not sure I deserve the attention …mmhm.” Unconsciously, my hips begin to move in time with her mouth sliding up and down my shaft as my heart attempts to hammer its way out of my chest.

Her cheeks hollow as she applies stronger suction, almost causing me to come. Squeezing the base of my shaft as her mouth pleasures the rest, her other hand fondles my balls as they begin to draw up tight.

She looks fucking beautiful with her mouth full of my cock.

That familiar tingling sensation starts building at the base of my spine, warning that my orgasm is imminent. She moans around my shaft as it pulses ready to explode. Pulling her hair, I tug her off my cock and cum all over her gorgeous tits. The waterwashessome of it away as it lands. She looks down at her breasts, then back up to me with a proud smirk on her gorgeous face.

Catching my breath, I lean down grasping underneath her arms to pull her up to her feet. Running my hands tenderly over her flesh, I rub what’s left of my orgasm into her skin. The firmness of the expanders under my touch reminds me of what’s about to happen tomorrow. I press forward, sighing as our lips connect. She opens for me, welcoming me inside and I thank the gods above that she’s allowed me back into her life. That I get to share these private moments with her. That I’m privileged to know her; the private parts of her that nobody else gets to share. Our tongues move against one another in a dance that is so familiar to me now—one I want to experience for all of my days.

Slowing the kiss to light pecks, I whisper against her lips, “Thank you. I’m sorry I didn’t last long. After being without you so long, it was never going to take much to tip me over the edge.” I huff out a short laugh.

“I’m sorry it’s been so long.” Her face drops, stealing her eyes from mine.

I don’t like it.

Using my fingers, I raise her chin. “Don’t say sorry to me, Peaches. I would wait a thousand years for you. Don’t feel guilty or that I’m not happy to spend time with you when sex is off the table. Okay?”

Her eyes study mine carefully before she nods slowly. “It’s just that I don’t want you to get to the point that you go looking for sex somewhere else because you’re not getting it from me.”

I see fucking red. “I’m not some kid who can’t control his urges, Em. I don’t have sex just for a fuck. I’m a grown-ass man who can wait until you’re ready to have sex. Because, ultimately—and hear these words clearly, Emma—you’re the only woman I want to have sex with.” She blinks at me. I know my tone was aggressive, but I wanted to be completely transparent with her. I don’t want her to ever worry that I’m looking elsewhere for that shit. I’m not like that. Never have been.

She huffs out a breath. “Okay. I think I finally get what you’ve been trying to show me. I didn’t mean to suggest that you would cheat or anything like that. I think I inherently know you wouldn’t do that to me.”She presses her luscious lips against mine.

The tension in my body dissipates with her words. “You don’t know how happy it makes me that you realize that.” I kiss her again because I can’t not. “You’re the only one for me, Em. I’m not going anywhere.”

The water’s beginning to cool andEm’sstill got some conditioner in her hair, so I rinse it out for her and we step out of the shower to dry off. I blow dry her hair and then massage the ointment into the scars on her back, which are fading nicely.

“Go lay in the middle of the bed for me, spread those gorgeous thighs of yours.” Her eyes widen as she opens her mouth to respond. I place my finger over her lips to stop her. “No arguments. Do as I say. I’ll be there in a second; be ready.” I smack her delectable ass as she leaves the bathroom.

I hang the towels up and put away the hairdryer, before turning off the light. When I step into the bedroom, I stop in my tracks at the sight that greets me.Em’slegs are spread wide, feet flat on the bed, knees up and open allowing me to see her most private of places. I can see her excitement from here as she slowly rubs her clit.

“Did I say you could touch my pussy?” Her fingers freeze as she startles at the sound of my voice.

She raises her head slightly from the pillow to look at me. Her eyes drop to my hand stroking my cock. She raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me. “Did I say you could touch my cock?”

One side of my mouth tips up. I like this side of her. The confident side. The one that trusts my attraction to her. “Cheeky girl.” Moving onto the bed, I position myself between her legs. “You ready for me, Peaches?”

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