Page 58 of Bound by Destiny
Looking deep into her eyes that are swirling with lust and love, the room crackles with sparks of desire. Passion overrides me, and as much as I’d planned on going slow this time, it’s not happening. Her body heat leaves me as I rise, slip off her shoes, and tear her jeans and red lace thong from her body in record time.
I strip off my cut and shirt then dive in between her legs. Emery tears off her shirt and bra. When I look up all I see is beauty. The curve of her stomach and breasts as she arches her back to my touch is the sexiest pose ever.
The scars on her mean nothing to me. They are a window into who she is and how strong she has become.
She wiggles with each one of my touches, making me have to hold her down to the bed. Her pants of breath become more frantic as I reach down, unbuttoning my jeans and removing them from my body. My boots hold me up, and I have to stop and get them off quickly while listening to Emery giggle.
“What’s so funny?”
“You hopping around with your jeans around your ankles, trying to get your boots off, and your cock bouncing against your abs.”
Holding out my arms, she has a bird’s eye view of everything I have to offer, and her giggles tame down, a moan escaping her plump lips. “Stare all you want, baby. All this is yours.”
She moves up on her elbows and looks up at me, becoming stonily serious suddenly. “And I love every inch of it.”
My body falls to hers, and she wraps all of her limbs around me. “And I love every inch of you, gorgeous.” Connecting with our lips once more, I edge myself into her and go all the way to the hilt, slowing down just a bit which I’m damn proud of my self-control.
“You’re it for me, Emery. I want to go to bed at night with you. Spend my mornings with you and love you always.”
Tears well in her eyes. “Same.” She barely gets the word out before the wetness streams down her cheek. “Now can you move?”
I laugh, something not contusive to sex, but this is Emery, and anything we do is perfect. “Sure thing.”
Rolling us over, she straddles me. “Ride me, baby.”
“Hold on, cowboy.” She swirls her hips, and my eyes cross as she begins to move up and down me, her knees doing the work. My hands grip her ass, squeezing hard. Her pussy clenches around me from the touch.
I’m close to blowing, but I want her close and pull her down to me. Taking her lips, my hips thrust hard into her. We get lost in the feeling of each other and swallow each other’s orgasms. Sweat coats our bodies, and we heave for breaths. Emery’s head is buried in my neck, the warmth of her breaths against my skin.
My arms wrap around her, holding her with everything I have.
“Is it over, Jacks?” she whispers as our breaths come back down together. Lying to her isn’t an option, with what she’s gone through in the past. Still, the whole truth can’t be told either. I’ve never had a woman before, so it’s the first time in this situation where it would affect her. Fuck.
The words are chosen wisely. “It will be. There’s not one damn thing for you to worry about, Em. I swear to you nothing will touch you.”
She nods, but doesn’t say anything. “Does this mean we can go home?”
Fuck, this woman gets me at every turn right in the chest. “We?”
Her head lifts up as all seriousness comes through her gaze. “Yes, we. You’re comin’ to live with me.” She pauses. “With what happened to Pops, life is just too damn short to mess around. I want to be with you, you want to be with me. We just need to go all in.”
“Yeah, gorgeous, anything you want.”
Our lips connect once more. My dick, still inside of her, hardens once again. She came in like a lion and is staying one. Man can’t ask for more.
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Emery
“It’s sogood to see you up and movin’, Pops.”
He chuckles then sits down in his recliner. “Good to not be six feet under.”
“Stop that!” Ma scolds, coming into the room and putting down sweet teas in front of Jacks and myself. “No more jokes about that, or I’ll make it so!”
The three of us break out in laughter. Ma’s been on edge ever since the shooting, and who can blame her? She’s so damn strong and this shook her to the core, but she’s bouncing back. It’s one of the many things that I admire about her. She’s always had the ability to take things as they come and make them work for her.
Ma sits on the love seat. “I just can’t believe that asshole had a kid!”
