Page 24 of Risk It All

“Jesus fucking—” I cut myself off, forgetting just how tight and perfect she feels wrapped around me.

I can’t resist taking one of her nipples into my mouth as we start to move together.I graze my teeth along the nub until it’s stiff against my tongue and roof of my mouth.

Emerson sighs, her breath blowing my hair back as her fingers grip my shoulders and she pulls me closer to her.I let her nipple go with a pop and look up into her eyes.

As our eyes meet, a thought slams into me.

I love her.

Fuck!I’m in love with Emerson.

How the fuck did that happen?

I don’t have time to answer that right now.Not when her pussy is doing its best to milk my cock.

“Anthony,” Emerson sighs and my cock hardens even more.

She’s wrapped around me, clinging to me in the perfect way.I need to get her off before I lose my nut.

It’s dark in my room but the lights of New York are providing enough light that I can see Emerson’s sweet face clearly.She’s lost in her pleasure, in us, and I think that I fall even more in love with her in that moment.

I’m a cocky asshole who doesn’t deserve for a girl like Emerson to even give me the time of day, but somehow, I’ve got her under me.

“Anthony,” Emerson sighs, her eyes filled with lust as I palm her tits, taking turns licking and teasing the stiff points.

“Spread those pretty thighs real wide for me, baby,” I tell her as I start to work my hips harder against hers.

She does as I ask, spreading her legs wide for me and giving me plenty of room to play with her.I reward her by grinding against her, rubbing the root of my cock over her clit with each pass and driving us both crazy.

“You’re so wet, baby,” I grit out and she moans, rocking against me perfectly.

“Anthony!”Emerson cries out as I work her higher and higher.

Her breath stutters as her eyes fall closed and she starts to shake.Her pussy is clamping down harder than ever around my fingers and I can tell that she’s close to coming.

“Anthony!”she shouts up to the ceiling a second later as she starts to cum.

I can feel her pussy clenching around my cock as I find my own peak and come with her.

Her pussy squeezes almost painfully around my dick as I wring the last of her orgasm from her.

I just barely catch myself before I fall on top of her and smother her with my weight.

She’s looking up at me with love drunk eyes and I kiss her, kneeing her legs apart so that I can kneel between her legs.

“Fuck, Emerson,” I say as I pull out of her and fall onto my back onto the mattress.

“I love you,” she whispers dreamily, her eyes still closed and her face flushed from her high.

My whole world is rocked by the words.I’m not even sure why.I was just thinking the same thing but it’s too much.Everything is so uncertain.Can I really trust my feelings here?I mean, I’ve only known Emerson for a few days.

The silence stretches between us as I talk myself out of being in love with her.

My body and attitude both grow cold and I reach for the blankets, pulling them over both of us.It’s still silent, the awkwardness spreading and filling the room as we both remain motionless.

Maybe that’s why it’s so jarring when Emerson throws the covers off of her, crawls out of bed and heads for the door.

I know that I should stop her.I should say something—anything—but I can’t.I can’t force any words out of my clogged throat.

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