Page 47 of A Touch of Fate

Samuel kissed my throat, one of his hands slipping under my nightgown, up my side until he cupped my breast. When my nipple puckered against his palm, he rocked his erection against my core again, and I moaned against his mouth. I wanted more, so much more. I’d have never thought that a simple touch could ignite me with so much desire.

When I heard Emma’s soft moan, my cock jerked inside my pants, making me aware that I still had too many clothes on, but this was about Emma, about showing her how good I could make her feel if only she’d let me.

She writhed on the mattress as I teased her nipples. She wanted more. Her body sent a clear message. I slid a handdown the tantalizing curves of her body, then inside her panties, until my fingers found her clit. She was so wet, my fingertip slipped over her button, tearing another moan from her lips. She squeezed her eyes shut as if trying to keep herself in check. I pressed my lips against her ear. “Don’t hold back. In our bedroom, there’s no need for shame or restraint. I want all of you.”

She met my gaze, surprise and wonder in her eyes. Her skin was flushed, and her lips parted as I began to rub small circles on her nub. I kissed her, needing to taste her plump lips.

“You’re close,” I rasped between kisses as her breathing became more labored. She didn’t react, only clung to my shoulder, focusing on my chest.

“I would ask you if you like it, but this—” I slid one finger over her opening, which was slick with arousal. She blushed, and a small, strange sound escaped her lips.

She bit her lip, the desire in her eyes flickering up.

“What do you want?” I rasped.

Her gaze flitted to my finger once more.

“Inside you?”

I was going to lose my mind at any second. My cock was ready to bust out of my pants. She gave a small nod, uncertainty and embarrassment crowding her face as if it were a bad thing to want my finger inside her when it turned me on.

I brushed my lips over her throat and moved them down until I cupped her nipple. My fingers found her entrance once more, and I slowly eased a finger inside. She was still tight and tensed briefly, so I stilled and looked up at her face.

“Still sore?” I rumbled.

The knowledge of why she was sore made me even hungrier for more. Maybe we really were nothing more than instinct-driven beasts.

“A bit, but I don’t want you to stop,” she admitted with a small smile.

“Oh, I have no intention of stopping, not until you come all over my fingers and cock.”

Her eyes widened slightly, then fluttered shut. She moaned when I pushed my finger deeper into her pussy and began to curl it slightly while my thumb brushed her clit. I regarded her attentively while my finger pumped in and out, trying to gauge when she’d be ready for another finger and my cock.

I could tell that the deeper, slower sensation of my finger stroking along her sensitive opening really turned her on. The scent of her arousal reached my nose, calling to a primal part to finally claim her again, but I didn’t want to rush things. Emma was still very inexperienced and obviously sore. I couldn’t just stick it in. I had all the time in the world as I fingered her. Eventually, I brushed a second finger over her opening and slid it in. There was no resistance. By now, she was completely soaked from my ministrations. She moaned again, her muscles clenching around my fingers. I moved them faster, my thumb circling her clit with more intensity. She clung to my arm, and her eyes squeezed shut a moment before her walls tightened their grip even more, and she moaned loudly. She shoved her head back into the pillow, revealing her beautiful, elegant throat, and I couldn’t stop myself from kissing, then biting it lightly, causing her to shudder and clench even harder.

I slowed my movements until Emma relaxed, but I could tell her body still yearned for more.

I gently pulled out, and her lips fell open in a near protest at the loss of my touch. Stifling a grin, I stood and undressed completely.

I stepped closer to the bed but didn’t climb in right away as Emma was busy discovering my body with her eyes. I wasn’t shy. I knew the effect my body had on women. It wasn’t the part ofme I wanted to hide. Seeing Emma’s desire and admiration as her gaze followed my abs down to my cock, I felt proud. I felt the same way when I looked at her gorgeous body.

“How about we get on equal footing?” I said in a low voice and reached for her nightgown. Emma sat up and helped me drag it over her head. I tossed it to the floor, then slid her soaked panties down Emma’s legs. I held them up to show Emma how eager her body was for what we were doing. She blushed deeply, but she didn’t look away. I could see in her eyes how pleased she was with her body. Maybe she had been worried about how well it would react to sex. She had worried for nothing. I dropped the tiny thing on the floor as well. I climbed back on the bed and knelt before her. I ran my fingernails up and down over her legs with more pressure than I would usually use to see her reaction. When I got close to her pussy, her lips parted in a moan, so I focused my ministrations there. I massaged her inner thighs for a while, but my cock was ready to explode. I gripped her ankles and lifted her legs to my shoulders, then looked at her. “Okay?”

She gave a quick nod, obviously a bit overwhelmed by the situation.

I moved even closer until my knees touched the back of her thighs and my tip brushed her pussy lips. Soon, it glistened with her arousal. I rubbed my tip over her clit slowly before I dipped between her folds. My tip brushed over her opening, but instead of entering, I moved back up until my now glistening tip pressed against her clit. I could tell Emma was close to bursting. I leaned over her and guided my cock to her opening.

With my eyes on hers, I pushed in slowly. Her walls gripped my cock so tightly that I gritted my teeth against the intense need to spill my cum. I’d fuck Emma senseless first and get another orgasm from her before my cock could shoot its load.

When I was almost all the way in, I paused to allow Emma to catch her breath and her body to adapt to my cock. This newposition allowed a deeper penetration that might be too much for her second time, so I wanted to give her time to adjust.

I grabbed her ankles once more and kissed one then the other, causing Emma to give me a surprised smile.

“Ready?” I asked, my voice so low and scratchy I wasn’t sure Emma could even understand me.

She gave a small nod, anticipation filling her face. I sank all the way into her slowly, giving her more time to adjust to my size. She winced, still tight. She closed her eyes briefly, and I waited for her to be comfortable for me to move, even if it killed me. I wanted nothing more than to slam into her, to let my body take control and override my mind.

Emma opened her eyes and gave a small nod. I didn’t need more encouragement. I pulled all the way out and moved back in. Soon, I established a slow rhythm that had Emma panting, her fingers pressing against my chest. Our bodies molded together, and it was so fucking easy. I wished everything was as easy.

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