Chapter 28
~Emma~
This might seem odd after what happened to me in that parking lot a few days ago, but I feel free, invigorated and different. It’s like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I’m not saying I’m ready to be around people every day like a normal person, but at least I know I can go into the town center from time to time and be okay.
I’ve been on some sort of natural high for the last few days.
I breathe in the refreshing steam of the shower as I wash the conditioner out of my hair. When I’m done and I’m about to step out, an idea occurs to me.
“Dan!” I call through the open bathroom door into my bedroom.
“Getting dressed, babe.”
“Come here.”
I hear a disgruntled growl from him. Aww…he’s so cute when he’s mad about something. He stalks into the bathroom. He’s wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers and a white t-shirt.
I flash him my sexiest come-fuck-me look. He grins, recognizing what it means. But then he shakes his head. “We’re supposed to be at my parents’ for dinner in half an hour, Em.”
“It will go smoother if you’re relaxed when we get there.”
I dip my hand between my legs and start to play with myself. Dan’s eyes immediately zone in there, hooding with desire. I watch him lick his lips.
“Oh, fuck, babe,” he growls.
I smirk at him as I remove my hand that’s now coated in my arousal and circle my nipples slowly, teasingly. His eyes flash with intensity and I know I have him now.
In a second, he’s stripped off his shirt and boxers and he’s under the shower with me, his hands kneading my breasts, his raging erection pressing against me.
I push him against the shower wall. My hands slide down his chest, to his stomach, enjoying the feel of his chiseled abs beneath my fingers. I hear his breath catch in his throat as I move lower, past his hips, my fingers brushing the tip of his hard dick that’s standing to attention and throbbing with need.
I close my hand around his length and stroke him slowly, up and down, teasing him.
And then I abruptly release him.
“Em, you’re gonna kill me. Fucking hell,” he pants.
My eyes flash at him, promising a hell of a lot more. I see a sly smile creep across his lips.
“That’s right, baby. You’re going to enjoy this.”
I drop to my knees in front of him. Cupping his balls in my hand, I lick my way up his shaft with firm strokes. I swirl my tongue around the tip, lapping up drops of pre-cum as I go. He groans his approval and sinks back against the wall, gasping out, “Fuck, yes.”
I continue teasing him with my tongue for a little while longer before moving down to his balls and massaging them with my tongue. I suck one into my mouth.
“Ah, yes. That feels fucking amazing,” he grits out, hoarsely.
I do the same with the other one and his legs tremble.
Licking my way back up his shaft, I smother the tip with my lips, enjoying the taste of more of him.
And then I take him in my mouth. He growls loudly as I drive him right to the back of my throat.
“Shit. Ah, fuck!” he cries out as I deep throat him, holding nothing back, giving him everything.
My hands play with his balls as I continue to pump him in and out of my mouth, loving the fact that I learned to control my gag reflex long ago.
He’s panting erratically and moaning like crazy now.
I feel his hands fist in my hair. Expecting him to push my head down, I’m surprised when he doesn’t.
Instead, he eases my mouth off his cock.
Before I can verbalize a protest, he lifts me to my feet, spins me around and grabs my hips. He thrusts inside me in one sudden motion, driving right to the hilt.
Ah! Yes!
The way he fills me is indescribable. I relish every rough thrust, every grunt of his in my ear. His fingers fist in my hair, forcing my head back so he can lick my neck and whisper dirty things to me that drive me crazy.
I’m so turned on by the fresh memory of having him in my mouth and now him fucking me like an animal in the shower, that I’m already right on the edge.
His fingers slide down and brush my clit. He barely gets a chance to touch me, before I explode. A fierce climax rips right through me. He’s not far behind. He thrusts hard a couple of more times and then I hear him grunt as he comes deep inside me.
I collapse back against him and he wraps his arms around me.
“That was fucking amazing. Where did you learn to suck cock like that?”
I laugh. “I don’t think I should answer that question, but I’m glad you liked it.”
“No one has ever taken all of me before. Fuck me, babe.”
I’m not surprised. He’s not exactly average in that department. I feel a swell of pride that I managed it. That I caused him to make those primal sounds of pleasure and drove him right to the brink.
“So, I take it you’re more relaxed now?”
“Beyond relaxed, thanks to that dirty mouth of yours.”
I pull away and shake my head with disapproval. “Uh uh. Don’t start.”
“Don’t start what?” he asks, all innocent and flashing me those puppy dog eyes of his.
“With the dirty talk. You know what it does to me.”
His eyes flame with fire. “Mmm…yeah. I know very well. It always drives you right over the edge.”
He reaches for me and I step back, pressing myself against the far wall. “You shower and then I’ll shower. We’re going to be late if we go round two right now.”
“Fine,” he reluctantly agrees. “Are you sure you’re gonna be able to handle watching me standing here wet, naked and all soaped up?”
“Yes,” I say, even as I slap my hand over my eyes.
He laughs. “You’re so cute.”
“And you’re the devil.”
“Yep. That’s why I need my little angel beside me.”