Her Way (10 page)

“Well, it’s just us now,” she said.

“Yes, it is.”

He reached out, grabbed her arms and pulled until she ended on his lap. His erection pressed hotly against her ass, and she bit her lip.

“And that’s a good thing, right?” She put her arms around his neck.

He grasped the back of her neck and guided her to him. His lips, hot and firm, settled over hers. Emma opened to him, welcomed his tongue as it entered her mouth. God, she loved the taste of him. Loved his heat. He pulled away, his mouth a whisper from hers.

“A very good thing.”

Emma squirmed again. Will groaned and shifted. She became even more aware of the erection she sat on. Now, was her turn to make him feel good. Warmth spread through her at the thought of his cock in her mouth. She wanted to taste him, feel him come. Which was odd, since she’d never really enjoyed that part. Well, she didn’t
hate
it. Just didn’t particularly love to give head as she’d surmised her friends did from conversations with them. She’d done it for past boyfriends, but just because they’d wanted it so bad. But with Will… The twitching of her clit became nearly unbearable as she thought back to how the smooth head of his cock had felt as she slid her lips over it.

She moved off his lap to kneel on the floor in front of him. Pushing his legs apart, she moved closer and ran her palms up his thighs.

“Emma?” His voice was tight and hoarse.

She simply smiled and reached up to unbutton his pants. Her gaze locked on his as she lowered the zipper and tried to pull the pants down. They didn’t budge.

“A little help here?” she murmured.

With a groan, he lifted his hips and allowed her to yank his pants and boxers down to his knees. Good God, he was freaking perfect. His cock jerked under her stare. She ran a fingertip down the length of it, from tip to base. He grabbed her hand, gripped it.

“Sweetheart, come here.”

She shook her head and wet her lips. “No, I want to do this for you. Make you feel as good as you made me feel.” Uncertainty filled her as soon as she spoke the words. Maybe he didn’t want this. Though from the size of his erection, part of him must. “Please, Will?”

He let go of her hand and cupped her face. She kissed his thumb as he settled it over her mouth. His green eyes were intense as he stared at her. With a quiet groan, he nodded.

She smiled and turned her focus back to the magnificent cock in front of her. He was big, bigger than any she’d seen before. All rosy and smooth. Again, she ran a finger along its length, tracing the prominent vein on the underside. He jerked beneath her touch and she licked her lips, her tongue flicking across his thumb. Oh yes, she was going to enjoy pleasuring him.

Emma wrapped her hand around him and stroked. Slowly pulling up, she slid her thumb over and around the tip before gliding back down. She leaned forward and, still caressing, circled the swollen head with her tongue.

“Hmmm.”

Will moved his hand and buried it in her hair, wrapping the strands around his fist. Emma opened her mouth and took him in. First just the head. She sucked as she pulled away, coming off of him with a “pop”. Capturing his gaze, she held it as she slid her mouth around him again. She took as much of him as she could, until she was full and felt his cock against the back of her throat. Relaxing her jaw, she swallowed and was rewarded when Will groaned.

He tightened his fist in her hair. “God…”

She began to move. Up and down. Savoring the feel of his smooth hardness slipping through her lips, over her tongue. She cradled his balls in the palm of her hand and squeezed.
Twitch, twitch.
Damn, this was turning her on. More than she could’ve ever imagined. She pressed her thighs together as she continued to work her mouth on him.

Will shifted and reached his other hand out to palm her breast. Kneading for a moment before rolling the already hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Pleasure zinged straight down to her pussy, drenching it in wetness. She moaned around his cock and quickened her pace. His balls tightened in her grasp, pulling up closer to his body.

“Baby, you’ve gotta stop. I’m gonna come.” He tugged gently on her hair. She ignored him and continued to pull him in and out. Despite his words, he moved his hips in time with her strokes, fucking her mouth. Both his hands were now on her head, buried in her hair, massaging her scalp.

She felt him swell in her mouth, pulsate against her tongue. He thrust once, twice, and held her still as his hot seed shot into the back of her throat. She concentrated on swallowing it all down, reveling in the slightly salty essence. When his grip loosened, she pulled up, sucking as her mouth slid up his length. She licked him clean and stared at his glistening, semi-firm cock before lifting her gaze to his face.

He sat with his head against the back of the sofa and studied her through half closed eyes. He moved his hands to cup her cheeks and urged her forward. With a smile, Emma climbed up his body to straddle him. Will wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the mouth, hard and fast.

“God, Emma…” His breath whispered across her lips as he rested his forehead against hers.

She fought against the uncertainly that swept through her again. “Was it okay?”

“Okay? Huge understatement, sweetheart,
huge
.” He pressed kisses along her cheeks down to her neck where he nuzzled against her.

Reassured, she tightened her hold on him and closed her eyes. They sat like that for some time before either of them spoke.

“Well…” she drawled, “I suppose you have to work early tomorrow.”

He leaned back, away from her and narrowed his eyes. “Is this you asking me to leave?”

“No! Of course not. I just thought… Well, if you had to work, I thought you might need to go.” Her cheeks warmed under his intense stare. “I wasn’t asking you to leave.”

“Good. ‘Cause I’m not ready to leave. I’m not done with you yet, Miss Emma, not by a long shot.”

Oh my. .

Chapter Six

Will stood, lifting Emma as he did. She slid down his front until her feet touched the ground. He kissed the tip of her nose before reaching down to pull his pants up. She stepped back to give him a bit of room. Hot fucking damn, the sight of her sucking him off… Nothing in the world compared to the sexiness of that. It took everything in him not to come the moment her sweet mouth wrapped around his cock. He sure as hell wasn’t leaving now. Or any time soon if he had his way. He left his pants unbuttoned and only zipped partway. They’d be coming off again soon enough anyway.

He straightened and studied Emma. She stared at him, her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as if she were deep in thought. Well, fuck, his mission was to drive every coherent thought out of her head.

“C’mon.” He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her toward the stairs. At the bottom, he contemplated going into the dining room and showing her exactly why he encouraged her to get a sturdy table, but thought better of it. No, that would wait until he could plan out that little adventure. He tugged on her hand and led her up the stairs to her bedroom.

Once at the side of her bed, he kicked his shoes off and to the side. He kept his gaze locked with hers as he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. She sucked in a breath and reached out to run a hand down his bare chest.

Will unzipped his pants and pushed them and his boxers down past his hips. They fell down to his ankles and he stepped out of them.

“You, sweetheart,” he ran his hands over her bare shoulders down to her hands, “are wearing too many clothes.”

She just stared at him. He chuckled and reached for the small buttons of her blouse. He captured her mouth and plunged into a deep, wet kiss as he undid and got rid of the shirt. As he slid his tongue around hers and tasted her sweetness, he moved his hands to the zipper on the back of her skirt. A soft rasp echoed in the silent room as he lowered it. Once undone, the skirt floated down her legs to pool at her feet. He released her mouth and pulled back to look at her. Well, fuck him. She stood before him with her long hair spilling over her shoulders, wearing nothing but a wisp of lace shielding her sex and a sexy half cup, lace bra lifting her breasts. Like a fucking offering, he thought as he leaned forward to run his tongue over the curve of one of them.

She shuddered and grasped his shoulders. Her nails dug into his skin and he relished the sweet pain.

He straightened and reached behind her. “Another new purchase?”

“Uh huh. You like?” she whispered.

“Oh yeah. I’m going to treat your friends to a very expensive meal if they keep insisting you buy things like this.”

Emma laughed.

“Though, as much as I like them, they must go,” he teased. He ran his fingers along the back of the bra and flicked the clasp open.

She pulled the straps down and bared herself to him. With an inward groan, Will leaned forward and took one rosy tip into his mouth, sucking hard before running his teeth over the peak. Emma buried her hands in his hair and held him closer.

“Oh, Will, that feels so good.”

He moved to her other breast and bit gently on the nipple before sucking it deep in his mouth. As he suckled, he slid his palms down her sides under her panties and pushed them over her hips. She moved her legs until the lacy garment fell to the floor and she stepped out of it. He continued his attentions to her breast as he backed her up to the edge of the bed.

He circled the pert tip with his tongue and trailed kisses up over her neck to her cheeks and on to her lips.

“You’re beautiful.”

She rolled her eyes and gave a small laugh.

“You don’t believe me?”

“I’m not a raving beauty. I don’t think I’m ugly or anything, but c’mon, you’ve seen my friends.
They’re
the beauties.”

Disbelief filled him. How could she not know how gorgeous she was? If anyone had told her any different, he’d track them down and kick the shit out of them. He shook himself mentally. His reaction baffled him, but the thought of Emma doubting herself upset him.

“I guess I’ll just have to show you how beautiful you are.” He lifted her by the waist and set her in the middle of the bed. “Lean back against the pillows.”

She scooted up and did what he asked, her legs stretched out in front of her. Will climbed on the bed and nudged her knees apart so he could kneel between them. Then he just stared at what lay before him. Her long, brown hair was spread around her across the pillows. A few curls spilled over her shoulders and rested on her breasts. Perfect freaking breasts, he thought. Soft and creamy with rosy tips, which tightened further under his gaze. He looked down to her stomach and hips. While she wasn’t heavy by any stretch of the imagination, she was all woman. With sweet curves to prove it. Then he zeroed in on the triangle of curls between her thighs, her soft, damp pussy lips peeking out at him. He wet his lips and imagined sliding his tongue through those folds, tasting her, pleasuring her.

Obviously embarrassed under his scrutiny, Emma lowered her hands to cover her sex. He looked up at her and smiled at the blush staining her cheeks.

“Oh, I don’t think so, sweetheart. I want you open for me.” He grasped her hands and raised them over her head. “Why don’t you just keep these right here for now?”

“Will…”

“Trust me, sweetheart.” He kissed her lips.

She inhaled deeply, the action and the position of her arms lifting her breasts. He lowered his head and brushed his lips across the curves, again and again.

“How you can possibly believe that you are the plain one of the group is beyond me,” he murmured between soft kisses. “I never glanced twice at the others, Emma, only at you.”

Another deep inhalation pushed her farther against his mouth. He suckled first one breast then the other. He fought the urge to go right between her legs. He wanted nothing more than to feast on her but was determined to drive her mad. Though it was likely he’d be right there with her.

He slipped his hand over her quivering belly and between her thighs. His fingers combed through the curls, damp with her desire. Her hips jerked up as he barely skimmed over her folds.

“I love how responsive you are.”

He kept his touches light and fleeting while he nipped and laved her breasts. She shifted and buried her hands in his hair. He lifted his head and met her gaze.

“Nuh uh. Hands over your head, Emma.”

“Will,” she said, a pout curving her lips.

He pressed his thumb against her clit, hard. And pulled his hand away. “Now.”

“Damn you.” Her breath hitched, but she obeyed.

He settled himself over her, his cock nestled against her heat. He took her mouth, plundered it. Would he ever get enough of her? That thought dangled in his head as her tongue swirled around his. She bit down on his lower lip and sucked it into her mouth.

“I want to touch you,” she whispered against his mouth.

Will smiled and moved his hips, causing his cock to rub against her. Her eyes closed and she let her head fall back. He kissed her neck. Laved it. Bit it. He moved back on his knees. Air swept over his dick, making him aware of her wetness clinging to his length. He cupped her breasts, thumbs rubbing over the hardened tips.