I let her pull me down beside her, my control slipping as her hands found the hem of my shirt, tugging it upward. I helped her remove it, then watched as she traced the lines of muscle across my chest, her touch hungry.
"Are you sure?" I asked, even as she worked at the button of my jeans.
"I've never been more sure of anything," she replied, her voice steady. "I want to feel you. All of you."
I groaned as her hand slipped beneath the waistband of my boxers, finding me already hard for her. Her touch was tentative at first, then grew bolder as she gauged my reaction.
"Tell me what you want," I urged, helping her push my jeans down my legs.
"I want to feel powerful," she admitted, her eyes darkening with desire. "I want to make you lose control."
The admission sent heat surging through me. This was Emily in her full complexity—vulnerable yet strong, soft yet fierce. I lay back, giving her the control she craved.
"Then take what you want, baby girl," I invited.
She straddled me, her nakedness glorious in the dim light of the bedroom. Her hair fell in waves around her shoulders as she leaned down to kiss me, her mouth hungry against mine. I let my hands rest lightly on her hips, allowing her to set the pace.
Emily rocked against me, the slick heat of her core sliding along my length. Her breath came in short gasps as she found a rhythm that pleased her, her head falling back to expose the elegant line of her throat.
"You're so beautiful," I murmured, transfixed by the sight of her taking her pleasure.
She smiled down at me, a look of pure feminine satisfaction crossing her features. "I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel," she whispered, lifting herself slightly to position me at her entrance.
"Wait," I said, reaching for the bedside drawer. "Protection."
She looked at me, her eyes never leaving mine. "I'm on birth control. And I trust you."
The simple statement of trust hit me harder than any declaration of love could have. I cupped her face in my hands, drawing her down for a kiss that was both tender and desperate. “And because you trust me to take care of you I’m going to get myself tested tomorrow and show you.”
Her eyes turned troubled. “Baby-girl, I haven’t used anything but my own hand in months and we get tested regularly for the team, but that’s not the point. It will always be my responsibility to keep you safe.” I paused. “Even sometimes from me.”
She sank down onto me slowly, her breath catching as I filled her completely. For a moment, we stayed still, connected in the most intimate way possible, her forehead resting against mine.
"Move," I urged softly. "Take what you need."
Emily began to rock against me, her movements becoming more confident as she found her rhythm. I watched her face, memorizing every expression of pleasure that crossed her features. When she threw her head back, her hair cascading down her back, I couldn't help but thrust up to meet her.
"Yes," she gasped, her pace quickening. "Like that."
I gripped her hips, helping to guide her movements while letting her maintain control. The sight of her above me, lost in pleasure, was more erotic than anything I'd ever experienced.
"Touch yourself," I commanded roughly. "I want to watch you."
Her cheeks flushed deeper, but she obeyed, one hand sliding down to where we were joined. The added stimulation made her movements more erratic, more desperate.
"That's it," I praised, my own control hanging by a thread. "Take what you need from me."
Emily's breathing became ragged, her body tensing as she approached her peak. "Daddy," she gasped. "I'm going to—"
"Come for me," I urged, thrusting up harder. "Let me feel you."
She cried out, her body clenching around me as her orgasm washed over her. The sight and sensation of her climax triggered my own, and I followed her over the edge with a groan of her name.
Afterward, she collapsed against my chest, both of us breathing hard. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as we came down from the high together.
"That was incredible," she whispered against my neck.
"You were incredible," I corrected, stroking her hair. "So strong, so beautiful."
