Page 19 of Merrily Mine
“Emily,” I groaned as she pushed the button out of the hole, unzipping my pants and shoving them and my boxers down until my cock sprang free.
Fuck. Me.Emily was a little vixen. One I hadn’t expected, not one bit.
Her eyes widened as she took me in. “Do you think it’ll fit?” Her hand wrapped around my length, and she darted her head down, running her tongue over the tip, licking off the pre-cum. “I want this inside me.” She looked at me as she took me into her mouth.
“Fuck,Em,” I groaned, thrusting a hand into her hair as she tried to take me in deeper. “I’m going to come way too fast if you do that.”
Pulling off, she fluttered her eyelashes. “Do you not want to?”
I cursed. How did I explain why I was about to be the equivalent of a fumbling virgin who couldn’t last? I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been turned on. “I do, it’s just…”
“It’s been a while for me,” Emily blushed, like she could read my thoughts. “I haven’t slept with anyone in months.”
I cleared my throat. “Same. It’s been…” I grimaced. Even before the divorce, my ex-wife and I had been growing apart. It had been a while since we’d slept together, where I felt like I was sleeping in my bed next to a stranger. Shutting my eyes, I shook away the thought. I didn’t want to think about her right now. Not with this beautiful woman in front of me, practically begging to suck my cock.
“Hey.” Her voice was soft. “It’s okay.”
I opened my eyes to find her looking at me with so much care, so much compassion, that my heart nearly burst out of my chest. There was no pity there, however. Just pure desire. When was the last time someone had looked at me like this?
Sweeping her up into my arms, I lifted her into the air as I stood off the floor. “If we’re doing this, Em, I’m not fucking you for the first time on the floor.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing a kiss to my throat, sucking my skin into her mouth.
Fuck.There was no way I was going to last.
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emily
Bedroom?” he asked, practically panting as I pulled my lips off of his neck. God, the sounds he made when I had my mouth on him only made me want to do itmore.
His cock was trapped between us as I wrapped my legs around his back, clinging to him like a koala as he carried me. It was heaven being in his arms. Burying my face in his neck, I inhaled his woodsy scent. It was heady and delicious, and I couldn’t believe that for tonight, this beautiful man wasmine.
I nodded, barely able to recognize the needy, wanton creature I’d become. “Downstairs. I’m in the basement.” It was a daylight basement, so I wasn’t surrounded by darkness, plus it gave me privacy that I wouldn’t have had in my childhood bedroom.
He groaned, tightening his grip on my ass as he made his way towards the stairs. Every step made my sensitive clit rub against his erection, and I had to hold back my moans. It would be so easy to wiggle my hips, to position him just right so his tip slipped inside me.
I shimmied slightly when his arms tightened around me, crushing me further against him.
“Fuck,” he groaned, pushing me against the wall and kissing me roughly, practically inhaling my mouth before pulling back. “You’re a damn vixen, Darlin’.”
I smiled at him, placing one of my hands on his biceps. “Not too bad yourself, cowboy.”
He nipped at my ear as I thrust my fingers into his hair, every step down the stairs like a glorious version of torture and pleasure all wrapped up in one. I was so wet, so turned on, and all I wanted to do was slide up and down on his beautiful cock. It felt so good pressed against me like this, huge and throbbing, and I could only imagine how much better it would feel inside.
Scratching my fingers through his scalp, I kissed at his bare skin again, my hardened nipples pressed against his hard chest that was covered in a dusting of dark brown hair.Hot.Had I ever been this attracted to chest hair before? I didn’t think so, but on him, it was all masculine, so freaking delicious. He smelled even better, if that was possible. Like juniper and pine and just a hint of lavender, his cologne made me want to bury my face in his flannel and inhaledeeply.This mountain of a man, and right now… he was mine. All mine.
Mason opened my bedroom door, dumping my naked form onto my bed before kicking his jeans off. His boxers followed close behind. I sat up on my knees, watching him as he stroked his cock.
I licked my lips.
He took a step towards the bed.
“I knew you’d be big,” I murmured, reaching out and running my fingernail up his length. It was my first thought the moment I’d seen him earlier. My second had been that I wanted to taste him.
“Fuck, Em,” he rasped, body shuddering as he squeezed the base of his erection. “You can’t just say things like that.” He was like velvet steel, so hard that I wondered if it hurt.
There was more pre-cum on the tip, and I wanted to lap it up again, to have his salty taste on my tongue. But Mason didn’t give me a chance to take him back in my mouth, pushing me back onto the bed so my head hit the pillow. Using his knees, he spread my legs apart and positioned himself between my thighs, looking like agod,here for one purpose. Tofuck.
