Page 24 of Fake Christmas Date
Emma rolls her eyes. "I don't need your folks hearing us…you know."
"No way are we going to be quiet after announcing to the entire town how much I love you." Even in the near dark,Emma's eyes sparkle. "Tell me you're feeling adventurous, gorgeous?"
She laughs, eyeing me suspiciously. "Right now? Definitely."
I turn the Jeep, taking a small road down to an industrial building, and park in the back. Emma's door is away from the building, and we’re relatively sheltered from the light wind by a brick wall and a row of trees. "This is a carpentry shop where I used to work. I know for a fact there are no cameras."
I jump out and march around to her side, flinging the door open and pulling her into my arms for a fiery kiss that tests the staying power of her lip stain to the limit.
She loops her arms around the back of my neck, turning completely toward me on the seat. "What do you have in mind?" Emma whispers.
I clutch her against me, slipping my hand into the front of her dress to caress her breast, loving the way her breath instantly picks up. "Up to you, baby. You want to drive around and look at the lights some more? Or do you want me to fuck you so hard you see stars?"
She pushes my suit jacket open and slips off my tie. "I can't believe you put it that way. But I think you know exactly what I want."
I can barely hold back a groan when she rolls up the strip of silk and jams it into my pocket before unbuttoning my shirt. "It’s you. I wanted you from the second I saw you."
A quick yank brings her to the edge of the seat, and I hitch up her dress. The shimmery silver blue falls to either side of her satin-soft thighs as I spread them wide, pulling her close as my mouth breathes against the thin scrap of lace covering her hot pussy. Between my breath and her juices she instantly gets soaked so I pull the lace aside, licking through her slit as she squirms.
"Don’t you dare stain this dress," Emma teases.
I look up at her with fire in my eyes. "Do I look like I give a damn?"
It would take too long to pull her panties off, so I grab the fabric with both hands and tear them in half.
Emma gasps as I shove her legs wide, burying my face in her softness. She grips the seat, moaning and quivering as I attack her clit – licking, sucking, devouring her juices as I plunge my tongue deep. Then I push two fingers inside while humming against her nub, bringing her to the brink as quickly as I can.
Emma whimpers, her inner thighs already tightening. She's already so slick, overheated and breathless that my cock is stretching the front of my dress pants.
"I love that you're wild like this," she moans, her eyes glazed. “Rough. I can't believe this is happening to me."
"Can’t believe that I need to hear you scream nice and loud?"
Emma strokes the side of my cheek, looking at me with pure love in her eyes. "Can't believe you'rereal. That we click this way. And that this is…"
"Going to be forever? Yeah, I can't believe it either. Can’t believe I’m so lucky. But it's the truth. I'm going to make damn sure you're happy with me, baby. Always and forever."
I plunge my tongue inside her over and over until she's breathless again, then use my fingers, hammering hard and fast, pressing my tongue firmly against her clit and humming.
Emma lets loose to tug at my hair, her hips rocking in time with my motions. Her juices are beautifully sweet as she comes, crying out loudly, her curvy frame twitching.
By the time she’s caught her breath, I've already dropped my pants, stroking my length in my fist. Emma shimmies to the very edge of the seat, wrapping her legs around my waist. Once our hips are lined up, I drag my length through her soft, wet crease, then begin nudging inside.
Even though she's flashing a mischievous smile and clearly wanting me to move faster, I want to be careful. It's only her second time, and she really is tight, especially given my thickness. It takes a few minutes, but I gently open her with slow thrusts, her snug channel gripping me firmly with every motion.
"Not so cautious," she murmurs. "Let me feel it. Make me yours."
"You shouldn't say things like that, baby."
Emma's eyes blaze. "I mean it. Just take me already."
The more I acknowledge my love for Emma, the more my polite façade dissolves and base instinct rises up. When the head of my cock reaches the very end of her tunnel, I pause. I'm so hard that my thighs are beginning to clench.
"Mmm," she moans, shifting her hips and tightening her legs around me. "You're right. There's no way I could stay quiet for this."
My pulse races, yet I keep my movements slow and steady just a bit longer as our bodies meld together. I kiss along her throat, feeling her rapid heartbeat as her fingernails prick the back of my neck. Raw pleasure runs up and down my spine as I begin moving faster, thrusting deeper and harder, until the Jeep starts to rock slightly from the force of my movement.
"Yeah," Emma moans loudly. "More. Oh…wow…yessss. Make me come like this."
