Page 46 of Emily's Essence

After he was naked, he walked over to her, gripped her shoulders, and looked down. “Are you really saying that shit? You know better. Now do what I said.”

It was incredibly hard being this close to him and not touching him. His body was a work of art, and it took some strength to listen to him when she wanted her eyes and hands to go over every part of his body. “But…”

She squealed when he ripped the shirt she had on down the middle, tossed it aside, picked her up, and lay her on the bed.

“See how easy that was?” he said.

Emily wanted to smack the smirk off his face. Hell, who was she kidding? She’d never smack anyone unless they really, really deserved it.

He got some things out of the nightstand and put them under the pillow so she couldn’t see before lying beside her. He rested his head on his arm with his elbow planted in the mattress and started trailing his fingers all over her. He would kiss her deeply and then pull away from her when she wanted more.

Several minutes passed, and she got so frustrated when he never touched the places she needed him to. “Hawk, stop tormenting me.”

That just made him chuckle.

“First, I want you to admit that you’re mine, and you’ll stay mine.”

“Hawk…”

“My hand and cock won’t go where you need them until you do what I say. Now, say the words.”

“I’m yours,” she said in frustration.

“And?”

“And I’ll always be yours.”

He tucked his hand between her thighs and cupped her pussy. “See, I’m taking care of you. All you have to do is obey me.”

She stiffened and then gasped when he thrust one of his huge fingers into her cunt as far as it would go. “Ahhh.”

His lips started skimming her face and neck, stopping at the spot that made her crazy and biting down as he finger-fucked her.

“Oh, God.”

He added a finger.

She had no idea how long the foreplay lasted, but she’d never been so needy before in her life. She squirmed a little when she felt some pressure against her asshole.

“Wait,” she cried as his finger impaled her ass in one smooth glide. Her nails dug into his shoulders. “Hawk…”

“Shhh, I’m going to make you feel so good, and you’re going to give me your total submission.”

“How?”

“You’re going to beg me to fuck your ass.”

She shook her head. “There’s no way. You’ll rip me apart.”

He pulled out, swiped the copious amount of her cream, and pushed two fingers into her. The sting made her body tingle, and some other jittery feeling was starting to grow.

“You know better, babe. I’d never hurt you.”

She tossed her head. She heard his voice but couldn’t decipher what he was saying. The intense arousal just kept escalating, making her beg for something she didn’t know.

“Let’s get you on your stomach, babe.” He helped her maneuver. “Let’s get your ass up in the air.”

She should have felt self-conscious because he was looking at all her girly parts, but her focus was on the pleasure he was giving her.

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