Page 46 of Trace's Passion
Trace grinned just as Emery walked out of the hallway, dressed in dark jeans and a pink t-shirt.
Her long blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail and he wanted to use that ponytail to pull her head back and kiss her.
She grinned at him when she saw him and ran to jump in his arms.
He kissed her softly and when she turned, she saw Kian and Reid with their mouths hanging open again.
“If you two are done being big brothers, I am going with my man on a date. Have a good night.”
Grandma Viv laughed again, and that made Reid snap out of it and he stood, but Emery shook her head, still wrapped around him.
“Emmy just be careful. And you,” he pointed at Trace, “take care of my sister or Kian and I will kick your ass.”
Trace grinned and said, “I will see you both tomorrow at the station. Come and check it out to see if you will like it. And I'll have her home tonight. Late.”
Then he put Emery on her feet and walked out to his car, his fingers laced with hers. Ready to take her to his house and needing her surrounded in him.
He grinned as she leaned across the seat and started kissing his face, his neck, anywhere she could reach.
He growled at her and when he came to a stop, used the ponytail to kiss her delicious lips in a deep kiss.
She was moaning and he let go so he could drive to his house faster.
“I turned you into a fiend. I didn’t know it would happen.”
She was kissing him again and running her hand down his chest and his abs and cupping his hard cock through his jeans, making his eyes want to cross.
She shook her head against his skin, “You didn’t make me into anything. I think I knew that the minute you touched me I would want you more and more. And it's true. I need you. I need to feel you move inside me and fill me up.”
He groaned and drove as quickly as he could to his house and then slammed it into park the second, he could, unbuckling her seatbelt and lifting her into his lap.
He pulled her ponytail again, pulling her head back to get at her lips and to kiss her hard.
Then he used it to pull her head back further so he could lick and suck his way down her neck, making her moan and writhe.
When he made it to where her neck met her shoulder, he bit her softly there, making her cry out. “I need more. Trace. I ache.”
Trace shoved the door open, lifting her into his arms and then walking quickly to his house.
He opened the door and then kicked it shut, pushing her up against it for a moment, kissing her and pulling her against his hard cock.
She groaned and moved her hips up and down, making him want to groan.
He finally pulled her away and walked blindly to his room, where he threw her on his bed.
“We aren’t supposed to be doing this right now. We're supposed to be eating the dinner I'm going to make you.”
She panted up at him, going up on her elbows, “After.”
He nodded and together they pulled their clothes off and when he went to suck her clit in his mouth, she stopped him, “I need you. I need you right now.”
He couldn’t deny her, so he got to his knees and lined his cock up with her dripping entrance and slammed home, making her cry out and her eyes to roll back into her head.
Feeling her wetness surrounding his bare cock was better than anything he had ever felt.
And she was tight. So tight it almost hurt.
He started thrusting hard in and out of her, making her cry out as he did, needing to fill her full of him and his cum.
