Page 66 of The Silencer

Emmanuel's eyes darken with desire."Absolutely," he growls, before scooping me up in his arms and carrying me toward the bedroom.

He walks us through his apartment and into his room, where he lies me down on top of the sheets of the bed.I get a swarm of butterflies in my stomach when he looks at me.His lips press against mine, and I’m lost in the kiss.Lost in him.I curl my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

The kiss steals my breath away, leaving my heart racing and my stomach clenching.My breaths come in short, needy gasps as he takes his time, deliberately sliding each piece of clothing off my skin.The anticipation is almost unbearable as I watch him slowly strip out of his own clothes.Once he stands naked before me, he approaches with a predatory grace, his mesmerizing eyes locked onto mine—not straying to my body, but fixed on my face.The intensity in his gaze is electrifying, making me feel as though I am the center of his universe, the only woman who matters.

He climbs onto the bed and hovers over me.“So beautiful,” he whispers as he positions his cock at my entrance.“I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you.”

My breath hitches at his words.God, what is he doing to me?I’m falling harder and harder for him.

He slides into me, slowly pushing his cock into me.Filling me up inch by inch.Stretching me with his thick length.I cry out as he bottoms out inside of me.God, it only gets better.

“Emmanuel,” I gasp, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his waist, pulling him even further into me.

His gaze hasn’t once wavered from my face, his expression soft and filled with an emotion I can’t identify.His movements are slow and precise.

“That’s it,” he urges as I match his pace, our thrusts in sync.I can’t stop grinding against his cock, loving the thrill that hits me as my clit presses against his pubic bone.

“Yes,” I hiss, his hands tightening around my hips.I try to quicken the pace but his fingers bite into my skin.“Please?”I plead with him.

He shakes his head.“No,” he growls, but he softens the blow by pressing his lips down against mine.His tongue sweeps into my mouth, tangling with mine as he steals my breath away.“I want it this way,” he growls, tearing his lips from mine.

I nod, unable to speak right now as he thrusts deep inside of me, his pace still painfully slow.It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.

“Good girl, baby.Take what I give you.”

His eyes stay on mine, giving me every ounce of his attention as he fucks me like he means it.It’s not long until my pleasure is rising.It’s a slow build, but with each thrust it rises a little more.

“Come for me, baby, soak my cock with your juices.I want to feel your pussy ripple around my cock,” he tells me, his teeth bared, his thrusts deeper, but his pace stays the same.Easy and filled with passion.

My orgasm shatters over me and I cry out his name, my entire body burning as I come.He grits his teeth and pushes into me once more, his cock sliding into me, and then he releases his cum inside of me, grunting my name as he does.

He tucks his head into my shoulder and shudders as he finishes coming.“Fuck, Clo, nothing has ever felt as good as being inside of you.”I tighten my arms around him, loving that he feels the same as I do.

He pulls out of me and collapses on the bed beside me, his arms going around me and pulling me into his side.

“When I’m gone,” he says thickly, his arms tightening around me.“I want you to stay here.”

I tense against him.What?I lift my head so I can see him.He’s got his don’t argue with me look on his face.“I have a dorm room,” I tell him pointedly.“One that I pay rent for.Why would I stay here when I have an apartment?”

Emmanuel's expression softens as he looks at me."I know you have your own place, Clodagh.But I'd feel better knowing you were here, where it's more secure.At least while I'm away."

I frown, pulling back slightly."What do you mean, more secure?Is there something you're not telling me?"

He sighs, running a hand through his hair."It's nothing specific.I just...I worry about you, especially when I'm not here to protect you."

"Emmanuel," I say slowly, "I appreciate your concern, but I can take care of myself.I've been doing it for months now."

His jaw clenches."I know that.But things are different now.We're...together.And that could potentially make you a target."

My heart races at his words."A target?For who?"

Emmanuel hesitates, clearly struggling with how much to tell me."There are people who might want to use you to get to me.It's just a precaution, Clodagh.Nothing's happened, and I intend to keep it that way."

I sit up, wrapping the sheet around me."So what, am I supposed to just hide away in your apartment forever?That's not the kind of life I want, Emmanuel."

He sits up too, his eyes narrowed."No, of course not.I'm not asking you to change your whole life.I just...I need to know you're safe when I'm not here.Just for now, while we figure things out."

I look at him, seeing the genuine concern in his eyes.Part of me wants to argue, to assert my independence, but another part understands his worry.After everything we've been through, maybe a little extra caution isn't such a bad thing.

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