Page 81 of Beautiful Crazy

I don’t know what to do with that just yet except keep this revelation close to my heart. Wanting badly to please him, my adrenaline spikes as I slide my fist down to the base of him and bring his cock to my mouth once again. I swirl my tongue around the tip of him and then bring him as deep as I can, until he touches the back of my throat, and then pull back.

A deep groan rattles from within Emmett as his head falls back and his mouth opens wide. “Mother fucking Christ, Emily.”

His reassurance inspires me to keep going so I open wider for him and take him in again, sheathing my lips against his shaft. His groans and hisses crescendo when I gently grab his balls and work them around in the palm of my other hand.

“Fuck!” He slams his hands on the shower walls. “Babe, it’s too good. It’s too fucking good.”

Rolling my tongue over him a few times, I suck him deep into my mouth again, squeezing his shaft tighter this time, and moving my other hand back a little more, swiping down through his crack, lingering at the puckered spot, circling my finger, tapping at its opening until Emmett’s body goes into a tail-spin. I don’t stop.

I suck faster.

I squeeze harder.

I push my finger just inside him.

“Ahhh, fuck. Em…I’m going to come so hard.” The veins in his neck strain, his body stiffens and he’s grabbing at the walls to try to keep himself standing as he comes violently in my mouth. “Oh, my God…damn…fuck!”

I swallow down the fruits of my labor, proud of myself for pleasuring him from beginning to end. His head is bowed as he stands, panting, catching his breath and watching me in awe.

“Get the fuck up here right now.” He pulls me up by my armpits and hugs me to him, his cock still remarkably hard. The water hits the back of my head as Emmett smooths his hand over my hair with one hand and my back with the other. He grabs my face and kisses me hard. “I feel like I just had an out of body experience.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“Let me repay the favor.”

I shake my head. “Unnecessary.”

“It’s always necessary, Babe. Fucking you will always be a necessity for me.”

Amused, I wrap my legs around his waist. My eyes fall to his chest, and I can’t contain my smile at the sight of my name inked across his skin right over his heart. He watches as I trace my fingers over my name.

I never thought I would feel so empowered by seeing my name written on Emmett’s body. Knowing he wants me as badly as he does, realizing his love for me is more than just the great sex we have, that he wants me with him always. It’s everything to me.

“You can have me any time you want. I love you, Emmett.”

He lifts me up with his hands under my ass, making me squeal, and turns us both until my back is against the tile wall.

His mouth twitches. “Do you really mean that? Anytime I want?”

He moves his hips slightly and I feel his impressive cock between my legs. The contact alone makes my skin tingle and my body throb for him. I don’t know how he’s so ready again after what I just did but how can I complain about enjoying the big D?

I inhale a sharp breath. “Yes.”

He lowers me down over his cock and holds me there, breathing against my neck.

“God, I am a lucky man.”

“You’re insatiable is what you are.”

“Sorry, not sorry, Babe.”

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Finally, after what felt like months of gloomy cloudy and cold weather, the sun is shining and it’s a wonderful sixty-five-degree day. I can’t help but have the windows open, the heat off, and the music on while I work at my desk. Lola has loved having the windows open where she can perch and watch the pigeons outside. It’s nothing short of hilarious to watch as the pesky birds drive her crazy, causing her to leap from one window to the next attempting to catch them from behind the window screen.

“Sorry, Lola. We live in the city, so you can’t just run around outside, and I’m not so sure you would actually land on your feet with that far of a drop anyway.”

I wonder sometimes what life might be like if Emmett and I didn’t live in the city. Me? I can work from anywhere, but moving further away from the city would mean a longer commute for Emmett. I know how much commutes can ruin a day if they’re bad ones. Still though, sometimes I miss the country smells of home, the small-town camaraderie, bigger living spaces. Maybe even a barn for Lola to play in.

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