Page 42 of Stolen Dreams

“You have to know.”He puts his hands on my hips.“You have to know what you mean to me.”

I look into his eyes, and for the second time in my life, I jump off that cliff, not sure anyone is going to catch me before I fall.

“Show me.”It’s like it’s déjà vu, but something is different.One, he’s not drunk, and two, there is nothing to stop us from what is next.

I see the turmoil flash in his eyes before he stands up, and his hands are in my hair as he tilts my head to the side.The kiss starts off slow, him running his tongue across my lower lip, my mouth automatically opening for him as he slides his tongue in with mine.My body goes limp in his arms.My chest presses into his, my mouth swallowing his moan.My hands move to his hips and then up his chest, wanting to touch every single part of him.“Emmett,” I pant out his name when his lips move from my lips to my neck, licking, biting, kissing.My eyes try to stay open to take it all in, but I’m so lost in the feeling they just can’t stay open.His hands go from my hair to my hips and then to my ass, gripping both ass cheeks and pulling me to him.“Yes,” I hiss, feeling his cock on my stomach.“More,” I say, and it’s like someone else has taken over, and I’m along for the ride.“I need more,” I finally admit, sinking to my knees in front of him.

His eyes go big when I pull his shorts off his hips.“I need this.”I watch him when I grip his cock in my hand.“I’m not that good at this,” I say, “but I’m…” I move my hand up and down his shaft, trying to close my fingers but failing.I lick from his balls all the way to the tip of his cock.“…going to try.”I lick around before taking the head of his cock into my mouth.His hands come to the sides of my head as I take a little bit more of him into my mouth.

“Fuck,” he groans, and I open my eyes to look up at him.“I thought you were beautiful before,” he grits with clenched teeth while I move my mouth off him and then take him back inside my mouth, “but it’s nothing like seeing you with your mouth stuffed with my cock.”He moves his hips, slowly fucking my mouth.“Seen you in my dreams.”He closes his eyes and then quickly opens them up again, as he watches me take his cock.“That’s it, baby.”He guides it deeper.“Let it hit the back of your throat,” he instructs, and I wait for him to do just that.

“Fuck,” he swears as my hand grips him tighter, “you have me almost buried in that sweet mouth of yours.”I close my eyes and focus to take as much as I can into my mouth without gagging.“I don’t know what I like to do more with your mouth”—he thrusts his hips—“kiss it or fuck it.”He groans out, “I’m going to come.Sorry, baby, let me go.”But I don’t listen to him and my hand grips him more.“Baby, I’m not kidding.I’m about to blow.”I stare into his eyes, watching him come apart in my mouth.Feeling his cum hit my mouth and taking everything he has to give me.“Fuck.”He speeds up his thrusts.“She’s going to be the death of me.”His head goes back and I watch his throat move up and down as he swallows and his thrusts slow down.

He slips out of my mouth and I groan, wanting him back in there.He steps out of his shorts and bends to pick me up from the floor.His mouth covers mine as his hands work to push up my shirt.His lips let me go long enough to get my shirt over my head and toss it to the side.“You are even more fucking stunning in the light.”He cups my tits, taking one of my nipples into his mouth.“I’m going to feast on your pussy.”He moves to the other nipple.“Then I’m going to fuck it like I’ve been dreaming of doing.”I press my knees together and move side to side.“Is that what you want?”he asks and all I can do is nod.

“I want whatever you have to give to me,” I tell him as he moves his kisses down and then pulls down my shorts.

“Step out of them and then go lie in the middle of the bed,” he instructs me, and I do as I’m told.“Then open your legs and show me that sweet pussy of yours.”He fists his softening cock as he watches me get on the bed, my ass on display to him, and he groans.“Going to fuck you from behind,” he says.“Hold one of your hips and then pull your hair to make you fuck me back.”I close my eyes, thinking about how it would feel having him all around me and my head falls forward and I groan.“That’s my girl.”He gets on the bed, his hand coming out and sliding a finger into my pussy while I’m on my hands and knees.“Change of plans, stop right there.Open your legs wider,” he directs.I do, and he slides between them on his back, his mouth directly under my pussy.“Now ride my face.”His head rises as he sucks my clit into his mouth.“Ride my face like you would ride my cock.”I get on my knees and lower myself onto his face, something I’ve never done before.The last person I had sex with was a guy I picked up at a bar, and we were both drunk.I don’t even think we had sex, but there was a used condom, and we were both naked.“Fuck, you taste like honey.”His tongue slides into me, along with two fingers.

“Going to make you come on my fingers, and then I’ll fuck you nice and hard.”Just the thought makes me grind my hips harder on his face.“That’s what you want, isn’t it?”he asks before I grind down on him again, moving back and forth.“That’s it, baby, take what you want.”His hands go from my hips to my ass as I fall forward, my palms hitting the bed.“God, you get so wet”—moving one hand between us, he moves his fingers in me faster and faster—“and tight when you are about to come.”

“I’m there,” I gasp, and just before I’m about to come on his tongue, he flips me on my back.“Emmett,” I pant.

“Change of plans.”He reaches over me to his bedside table, opening the drawer and then coming back with a condom.Taking the corner of the packet in his mouth, he slides it across before taking the condom out.My eyes watch his hands like it’s my fucking job.My breath comes in pants as he puts it on the tip of his cock, pinching the top before rolling it down his shaft.“Open your legs for me, baby.”My legs open for him, my feet flat on the bed, my knees bent.“This isn’t going to be slow,” he warns me, taking his cock in his hand and rubbing it up and down my slit.“I’ve been waiting too fucking long to fuck you.”His eyes go from mine to his cock.“Watch your pussy take my cock.”My eyes go to where he is placed, right at my entrance, the tip of his cock slipping inside me, and the both of us close our eyes and groan.“It’s just too good,” he says as I open my eyes again, watching inch by inch his cock going into me, until he is buried to the root.

“Oh, God,” I pant, tilting my hips back and putting my calves on his hips.His arms hold him up from beside my shoulders on his elbows.“I feel so full.”My hands go to his sides.“I’m going to need you to move,” I urge as his hand holds my face, “and give me more.”

“Whatever you want, baby.”Our noses touch, as his lips hover over mine as he pulls out and slams back into me, over and over again.My mouth opens to moan as he slides his tongue into my mouth.

“Thought my cock in your mouth was the best thing that could happen to me.”He pulls out and slams into me, rotating his hips, my back arching.“I was wrong, it’s your pussy,” he declares as I feel the orgasm coming.“Your pussy was fucking made for me.”He tilts his head to the side, pulling out of me and then sliding in.His thrusts are now longer and harder.“Going to spend the night buried inside you.”

“Promise?”I ask, and he just smirks at me.“Say you promise, Emmett.”

“I promise you, Lilah.”His hips never let up.“I promise I’m going to spend the night buried inside you.”I smile as I finally let go, the orgasm ripping through me so forcefully I have to yell out.

“Right there with you, baby,” he announces, his forehead on mine as he fucks me.“Right fucking there,” he groans out as I feel his cock twitch inside me.I wrap my legs around the base of his back, his mouth crushing my lips as his tongue fights with mine.His thrusts slow down, and instead of frantic, they are now just soft thrusts.He plants himself inside me, and both his hands hold my head.I move my arms to wrap him up in a hug.

“I don’t want to lose this,” he states, and I close my eyes.“I don’t want to lose you.”

“Never,” I say the only word that I can.

“I have to get rid of the condom,” he says.If he wasn’t on top of me, buried inside me, I would turn around and run out of the room humiliated.“You have to let me go, baby.”

“Okay,” I agree, but I don’t move my arms and legs still wrapped around him, my face buried in his neck.

“Baby,” he says softly, “I need to take this condom off and put another on so I can fuck you again.”

My arms loosen and fall down to the sides, as well as my legs.He kisses my neck and then kisses the middle of my chest before pulling out of me, and I miss him already.My body feels empty as he gets off the bed, and I see the cock that was not long ago buried in me.I watch him as if I need to see him in order to get my next breath.His ass is the perfect size, his thighs big and thick from riding horses for the last I don’t even know how long.His abs are defined and his arms look like if he wrapped them around you, there was no way you would ever be cold.Nor would you ever not feel safe.I turn to the side, listening to the water running.When he comes back out, the condom is gone and in his hand is a white cloth.“Open your legs, baby,” he urges softly and I’m confused.“I’m going to clean you up.”

“You will not.”I gape at him.“I can do that myself.”I hold out my hand.

“Baby, I had my face there,” he jokes, and I get up off the bed.

“I’m going to go in there”—I point at the bathroom—“and clean up.”

I start to walk away from him when I feel arms around my waist, and I’m suddenly in the air, turning around, and he puts me on his shoulder.His hand comes down and slaps my ass.“Emmett,” I huff, trying to right myself.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long fucking time, Lilah,” he declares, walking toward his bathroom but then turning and going back to his bedside table.Opening the drawer, he takes a string of condoms with him.“Every single time you would push me to my limits, the only thing I wanted to do was put you over my shoulder and turn your ass red.”

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