Page 57 of Stolen Dreams

We eat side by side.The talk at the table is all of us together now and no little side chats.I laugh at a story Sammy tells about unloading a couple of the new horses, and one of them kicked him in the nuts, and he saw stars.The whole table laughs at the animated way he is telling the story, and when I lean back in the chair, Emmett leans over and whispers in my ear, “Are you ready to go?”I look over at him, a smile on my face, and I just nod.

He pushes away from the table.“Okay, boys, we’re out.”Bobby’s head goes to the side, and his eyes go wide.“Ready?”He looks down at me, and I avoid looking at anyone as I push my chair away from the table.

“See you guys on Monday,” I say, smiling at them as a couple of them share a look with each other when Emmett reaches out and slips his hand in mine.

When we are outside, I turn and look at him.“Everyone saw you holding my hand.”

“Yeah.”That’s all he says as we walk to the truck.

“Um, yeah,” I add, “there is already gossip going around because I’m living with you.”

“There is gossip when I yell at you also,” he replies, not even fazed over what I’m saying.“There is always gossip.”He stops by the passenger side of the truck.“Does it bother you?”

“A bit,” I admit to him.“Doesn’t it bother you?”

“Not even a little.”His head goes to the side, and the last thing I see is his smile before his mouth is on mine.“There,” he finally says when he steps back, “that should give them more to talk about.”

I shake my head and get into the truck, not able to stop the smile from filling my face.We drive back to his house, neither of us saying anything.

He walks up the steps behind me, the soft breeze making my dress move around my legs.I open the door and turn off the alarm before he walks in after me.He closes the door behind him, locking it, and then arms the alarm.I have just enough time to kick off my boots before he turns from the alarm panel toward me, grabbing me and pulling me to him.His mouth crashes down on mine, and his tongue slides into my mouth as he moves us toward his room.The whole house is dark, without a light on, until we get to his bedroom and the soft lights from the side lamps are on.

We make our way to the front of the bed before he turns me in his arms.My back is to his chest as he pushes the hair from the right side of my neck before bending to kiss me softly.One of his arms wraps around my waist, the other going to cup my tit.His hand slides into the front of the dress, under the lace bra.My nipple pebbles while it waits for his touch.He moans while the hand holding my waist grips the side of the dress, raising it up as he pulls it over my head.Leaving me in my bra and panties, he tosses my dress to the side as his hands now come up to cup both breasts.He moves the cups of my bra to the side, my breast aching for his touch as he continues to kiss my neck before turning me around to face him and bending to take a nipple into his mouth.I close my eyes as he moves from one nipple to the other, my hand coming up to play with his hair until he moves his head down to my stomach, trailing little kisses all the way down until he’s on his knees.He kisses right above my panty line before his hands come to my hips, and he pulls them down.I lift one foot and then the other, stepping out of them as he takes one leg and throws it over his shoulder before he licks through my slit.I put my hands on his shoulders as I try not to buckle as he licks me.His wet mouth devours me.“Emmett,” I pant out his name as his fingers join his tongue, pushing me over the edge.The sound of my heavy breathing fills the room.He waits until my orgasm is done before he gets up, and his mouth crashes down on mine.

My hands move to his belt as our tongues dance together, undoing it and then working on his button.He lets go of my mouth as his forehead presses on mine, his eyes closing when I unzip his pants and slide my hands into his boxers, gripping his cock in my hand.“Baby.”

I move to my knees in front of him, pulling his boxers and jeans down over his hips.I grip the base of his cock as I lick the tip of it, taking it into my mouth.I let the head of it go as the tip of my tongue licks all the way down to his balls.I take one of his balls into my mouth, and his head falls back.“Death of me,” he mumbles, and I look up at him as I take the other one in my mouth.I trail my tongue up the other side of his cock toward the tip, taking him back into my mouth.My hand grips the base of his cock, and I work him with my mouth and my hand.He grips the sides of my head as he fucks my mouth.“I really don’t want to lose your mouth,” he grits out, “but I need to sink into your pussy before I lose my mind.”

I twirl my tongue around him.“I’d like that a lot.”

“Good.”He steps out of my reach.“Now get on the bed and wait for me.”I move toward the bed, taking off my bra and tossing it to the side as he takes off his jeans and boots.

I get on the bed, right in the middle, my back on the pillows as he comes on the bed.I sit up, waiting for him.His mouth is on mine as soon as he gets close enough.I’m lost in his kiss, in his touch.“Lie back,” he urges, and then he grips his cock in his hand while I do what I’m told.It feels like hours before he rubs his cock through my folds, but it’s mere seconds before he sinks into me.

“Fuck, it always feels like the first time with you,” he groans as he pulls out until the tip of his cock is almost out of me.“Watch how your pussy takes me,” he instructs, looking at how we are joined.He pulls out slowly and then slides back in.Each time feels better than the last time.“Your pussy was made for my cock,” he hisses as I move my hips up to meet his.I lift my head to kiss his mouth, my hand rubbing up the arm that is holding him up beside me.He isn’t fucking me, no, he’s taking his time.He’s claiming me.He’s making sure I never forget this moment.His nose rubs with mine.

“Fuck, baby,” he whispers before he takes my mouth again.His cock fucks me like I’ve never been fucked before.But I don’t think this is fucking.There is no way this is fucking.It’s more.It’s as if he’s taking a piece of me.I look into his eyes, secretly telling him that little by little I belong to him.“Yeah,” he says, as if he can read my thoughts.My hand comes up to hold his face.“I’m going to come,” he warns, and I’m already there.“I need you to give it to me,” he says, his hips thrusting faster, “and then I need you to take what I give you.”

My hand comes up to his face.“Always.”That’s the only thing I say before I come all over his cock.The pressure is so much my back arches, and I let go with him following me off the cliff.

ChapterThirty

EMMETT

Iwatch her eyes.“I’m going to come,” I say, knowing she’s already there, her pussy dripping wet, waiting for that moment to let go.“I need you to give it to me.”I fuck her faster, wanting her to come with me at the same time.“And then I need you to take what I give you.”

Her hand comes up to my face as my heart soars in my chest.“Always,” she whispers right before she comes on my cock, her pussy pulsating around me as I close my eyes and plant myself in her.

I collapse down on her when I’m done, the sensation like I’ve never felt before.Everything with her is like I’ve never felt before.But tonight, I wasn’t fucking her.Tonight, I made love to her.I wanted her to know how special she was.I wanted her to know there was no one else I wanted with me in my bed.

“Condom,” she whispers as I open my eyes.“We didn’t use anything.”

“Fuck,” I swear, looking down at where we are joined and pulling out, seeing my cock without a condom.“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”The back of my neck feels like it’s being branded.“What the fuck?”

“Emmett,” she says, “I’m on the pill.”She sits up, and her hand covers her chest before she moves to get off the bed.“I—” she says, and all I can do is watch her, knowing she is the first woman who I’ve ever been without a condom with.The first woman who I’ve ever felt so comfortable with that I didn’t even think.“It’s—” she says again as she grabs her clothes.“I’m clean.I haven’t been with anyone in a while.”She avoids looking at me.“You can get tested if you like.”I can see the tears well in her eyes.

“Lilah,” I call, and she bends to grab her bra, ignoring me.“Lilah,” I call her name again, and she looks at me, and I see the tears as she tries to fight them away.“Come here, baby.”I move to the edge of the bed, sitting down, but she doesn’t move toward me.“Please, baby, come here.”I hold out my hand to her, and she comes to me.She steps between my legs, her clothes in her hands covering her chest.I grab her things out of her hands and toss them to the other side of the room, where she can’t take them.“Baby,” I say, looking up at her as I hold her hips in my hands, needing to feel her.“I’ve never in my life been so into someone I forgot to use a condom.Never, not even with Lucy’s mom.”The confession shocks her.“I have never in my life put myself in that position before.I’m clean.”I’m fumbling with my words.“It’s been over two years since I was with someone.”I won’t tell her the reason is because I fell so in love with her that no one compared to her.

“But you’re you,” she starts, and now my eyebrows pinch together, “and you have condoms in your drawer.”

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