Page 128 of There's No Us Without You
The numerous orgasms he gave me with his mouth and fingers consumed every inch of my soul.
Now I want to show Emerson the same attention, so I push against his chest, prompting him to roll off me and onto his back again.
“What are you doing?” He raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk on his face when I crawl between his legs and get on my knees.
I lick my dry lips and run my hands up his thick thighs until I reach the fabric of his boxer shorts. “Can I take these off?” I say, my voice unsure.
With a nod, he shoves his hands behind his head and lifts his hips. “All yours, baby.”
I suck in a deep breath and grab the elastic of his boxers before pulling them down his hips and over the bulge in them.When his straining erection is revealed, I swallow hard. This is the first penis I’ve seen since Kent’s, and to say I’m scared is an understatement.
What if I’m not good at giving head? Will he tell me?
Oh god, and now I’m in my head when I should be focusing on the beautiful man lying naked in front of me.
Emerson must notice my hesitation, because he sits up and runs a thumb over my bottom lip. “Take it slow, beautiful. You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready to do.”
I shake my head. “I’m ready. I want to... you know? Please you.”
A frown pulls his eyebrows in when he grabs my face in both hands. “You don’t ever have to do anything to please me, Eden. At least not sexually. That’s not what this is about. I would never force you to do something you didn’t want to do.”
“That’s not what I meant,” I say. “I want to do this, Em. I’ve never felt this way about anyone else before.”
I don’t mention his grumpy best friend. Emerson and I have barely made up, so I can’t throw Will in there too.
I have no idea how Emerson might react—I’ll tread carefully for now.
“Wrap your hand around me, then,” he says before grabbing my hand and guiding it to his cock. “Just like this.” His fingers link with mine as he wraps my hand around his shaft and thrusts up and down a couple of times.
Grunting, he removes his hand, leaving me to work the pace on my own, just the way he showed me.
My hand glides over the silky skin easily, making Emerson move his hips to the rhythm.
“That’s it... yeah, like that.” With hooded eyes, he watches as I guide my hand up and down, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.
When I can’t take it any longer, I grab the back of his neck with my free hand and crush my lips to his. His tongue finds mine, caressing and exploring the inside of my mouth in the same way he explored my pussy for hours last night.
If I had my way, I’d push my underwear to the side and climb on top of him. There’s nothing I want more than to feel him inside me, have him make love to me the way I know he would.
For now, though, I’ll give him the next best thing.
My hand.
And my mouth.
“Goddamn,” he says, his head falling back as he closes his eyes. “That feels . . . so . . . fucking . . . good.”
This gives me a little confidence, so I settle into position and suck the head of his penis into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the soft skin before licking up the pre-cum from his slit.
It’s salty, and when mixed with his clean scent, it sends my senses into overdrive.
I moan around him, using my hand to stroke up and down in time with the motion of my mouth. Saliva pools on my tongue, slowly dripping down Emerson’s shaft as I continue to suck him into my mouth and then release him.
With a handful of my hair, Emerson tugs lightly. “Just like that, keep going—oh fuck.”
My hand moves faster, my grip tightening slightly as Emerson shoves himself to the back of my throat.
I gag, tears now rolling down my cheeks, but it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever done. And this man beneath me is taking everything.
