Page 17 of Miles Apart
“Why don’t you let me smack you in the balls with it and see how you feel?”
“I wasn’t the one who was late,” I chuckle with a shrug. Emma jolts as the tongue slides up and down her seam under lace now soaked and scenting the air. I want to get lost in her, but she needs to learn about me, and quick. “You’re fine, Emma, but that doesn’t mean you can play with me. Be here when I tell you.”
If she’s panting this much from a pussy slap, it won’t be a long night. I’m ready to bust in my pants, and she’s breathing like she sprinted up a flight of stairs.
Emma brushes strands of hair out of her face with a frustrated sigh, one she sucks back in when I lean over her and press my weight—and this bulge—into the chair. She shudders at my lips gliding up the length of her neck. My mint breath licks her skin. “I’m in charge tonight, kitten.” I cup her chin. “Do you trust me?”
I’ve had many partners before, but never any I wanted this much.
She bites her lip and nods.
“Words, kitten. Use them. Do you trust me?”
It surprises us both how quickly her “Yes” comes. Her voice is a husky purr. I don’t know what they put in the drinks at speed dating. I’m still thirsting over the woman who’s been off-limits for fifteen years.
I secure a restraint around her ankle, kiss the skin above it, and secure the other foot. “Can I trust you to keep your hands to yourself? No?” I laugh at her glare and add restraints to Emma’s wrists.
My kitten is spread wide, unable to put hands on me or herself.
My kitten.
Pleasure pools straight to my dick when I skate two fingers up her thighs. “Think you can handle what I’m about to give you?”
“Please.” Emma rolls her eyes and leans back into the headrest. “You’re all talk so far. Don’t bore me.”
A chuckle rumbles in my chest and bends the edges of my face into a wide grin. “Says the one about to nut.” She gasps when my hand cups her pussy, and she fights the impulse to rock into the touch. My thumb massages her throbbing clit. “Your body betrays you.”
Emma’s nipples harden beneath the thin fabric as my other hand kneads her breast. The sting of my pinch heaves her chest as I tend to the other breast.
“Shit, kitten. You’re soaking my hand, and I’m not inside you yet.” I tug the fabric between her pussy, generating friction against the sensitive flesh. Emma bucks forward to rock into the hand that’s palming her and cries out.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous.
She’s damn near convulsing when I slip my fingers inside her panties and taste her nectar.
“Delicious.” I squat to sift through her purse.What the fuck?“Jesus, woman. Leave anything behind at Lowe’s?” I chuckle. She’s got enough bullets and vibrators for ten people.
I pick up the rose but think twice. “I’m not causing no shock therapy,” I mumble. All sorts of shit is in here. Suction devices. Squiggly things. Dildos with spinning accessories. I stall at the hot pink anal beads and look up from her bag. “Remind me why we never got together?”
“Tonight, Miles.”
“How’d you get all this shit through airport security?”
“Miles!”
“Calm them titties,” I say and stand with a purple and white vibrator that buzzes to life. “You must not get fucked right if you’re packing this much inventory.”
Emma bites the inside of her cheek and looks away.Thought so. Her breath hitches as the vibrator circles her nipples through her bra. It’s on the lowest setting, but it’s turning those pink buds into diamonds as a flush creeps up her neck.
“Can I kiss you?” My voice is a murmur that lacks its usual confidence. The draw to her is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. I don’t put my mouth on anyone I’m with, but I want to with Em.
I run the vibrator down Emma’s stomach and pull out another moan with the toy humming up her breasts. Her hands fist at the heat of her flesh on fire. Desire blazes in her eyes.
“Just one,” she says, out of breath. I waste no time moving her panties to the side and slipping the vibrator into her heat. The steady rhythm rubs over her G-spot with expert precision.
Emma gulps at the tide surging between her legs. It becomes a shockwave when I press my mouth to hers. I grab her by the neck to deepen our kiss, a drugging mix of tongues probing and sucking. It’s a gentle contrast to how I’m fucking her with the vibrator in deep strokes.
Her knees shake, and she shudders under another orgasm I swallow. I pump slow into her pussy, slurping the toy with her juices. Our lips part, and I steady my breathing to take in the woman who has me looking like I swam across the ocean for the hell of it.
