Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“Holy shit, you amaze me more and more every day, Em,” Clark says between breaths, sounding like he just ran a mile uphill. “That was… fuck, I don’t have words.”
“I can see that you liked it,” I say, feeling giddy all of the sudden. The hazel in Clark’s eyes darken as he leans in and presses his lips to mine. I release his cock and wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss, and letting it consume me.
This day has been a rollercoaster ride of emotions, to say the least. Never in a million years did I think all these things could be crammed into one single day. I came face to face with my abuser, but I survived. I didn't let him hurt me again and I never will. Never again will I be the victim. Never again will I cower with fear.
Clark knows everything I have been hiding for years. I told him things I’ve never told a soul before and somehow he still wants me, more so, he still loves me. He doesn’t think I’m broken. He’s patient, kind, and compassionate.
I’ve overcome so many fears today and I am glad that I did. I never felt so empowered and I never had so much hope about the future.
“Let’s shower before we do anything else, then I’ll return the favor,” he says seductively, and I smile knowing nothing can get better than this. Nothing.
Chapter Fifteen
Clark
My body is still humming from the mind-blowing orgasm Emerson gave me in the shower when we crawl into bed together. We’re both completely naked and Emerson seems to be content with that, god knows I won’t complain about the lack of clothing. I’ve been waiting for us to get to this point for weeks, that’s not to say I don’t enjoy having an emotional connection, it’s just l love fucking sex, and I want it with Emerson more than I’ve ever wanted it with anyone else before.
Peering down at her tight little body, over the curves and swell of her breasts, I wonder how I got so lucky. Fuck I need her, a taste, a tiny one.
“I need to make you come, do you want that?” I ask, needing to make sure this is something she wants before I make the move.
“Yes, please,” she says quietly, and that’s enough for me to get my ass into gear. Gently I place her on the bed, hovering over her perfect body. Her red hair fans out against the mattress, like a fiery halo hanging above her head. It makes her look strong, powerful, just as I’ve always seen her.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” I whisper. My eyes catch on her already pebbled nipples and lean forward, taking one into my mouth, sucking greedily on the stiff peak. I’m not as hesitant and careful as I was last time. I don’t think I have to be anymore. There is more trust between us now than there was before. While I swirl my tongue against her nipple, I knead the flesh of her other breast, listening as she mewls like a cat beneath me.
Fuck, my cock is already hard again, and I’d bet a million dollars right now that she’s drenched, her arousal coating the inside of her thighs.
Releasing her breast with a pop, I listen to her displeased whimper and I can’t help but smile. “I want to taste you, make you come with my mouth, feel your pulse against my tongue. I know last time you said—”
“It’s okay,” she interrupts me. “I want that too, I’m okay now.”
I place a chaste kiss against her mouth once before I slowly start blazing a path of fire with open-mouthed kisses down her body. Paying special attention to the delicate skin on her neck, breasts and the part of her ribs that I know she is ticklish in. Soft giggles fill the room and her hands land on my shoulders, pushing me down playfully.
“Don’t worry, that’s where I was going,” I murmur into her skin as I continue my way south, planting even more open mouth kisses around her hip and lower belly until I reach my destination. Nestling between her thighs, I’m like a kid on Christmas morning getting my first up-close look of her pretty pink pussy. I let my nostrils flare, and nuzzle my nose against her cunt, the sweet smell of her arousal shooting straight to my cock.
Fuck me. I’ve never smelt something so decadent. It takes everything in me not to drive right in, to suck that hard little nub between her folds into my mouth. Reigning myself in, I grip onto her thighs and part her legs even farther, making note of the arousal that glistens against her folds and thighs.
“Your pussy smells good enough to eat…” I purr, placing a kiss on the inside of her thigh.