“Say it,” he orders.
“Say what,” I manage, my body still humming from my almost orgasm.
“Say,Jeremy, you’re a sex god.”
I give him an unimpressed look. “Your ego doesn’t need any more stroking.”
“No, but your clit sure does.”
I huff out a laugh that ends in a moan when he ghosts his index finger over my clit.
“Say it and I’ll make you come so many times tonight you’ll be begging me to stop.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “And if I don’t?”
I love the flash in Jeremy’s eyes.
“Who would have thought it?” he drawls, trailing his fingers down my chest and tweaking my nipple hard enough that I hiss out a breath, a gush of arousal dripping out of me and down to my ass. I remember now why, when it’s Jeremy giving it to me, I like a little pain with my pleasure.
“Emma Langley, the quiet introvert, the pretty girl who never says anything unless it’s necessary, is a mouthy brat in the bedroom.”
He leans down and runs his nose up my neck, nipping at my earlobe and sucking it into his mouth. Then he glides his hand from my breast to my hips, running a finger back and forth along my pubic bone. He never drifts lower to the place where I’m literally aching for him, even as he rocks his cock against my thigh, clearly just as turned on as I am.
“I could say that bratty girls get punished,” he whispers. “But the truth is, I like my girl wild, and I think spicy Emma is myfavorite Emma. So, brat all you want, Pretty Girl. It’ll just make me fuck you harder.”
“How about you just fuck me now,” I gasp out, my hips jerking up when he finally dips his index finger down, swirling it over my clit.
“Should I get a condom?” he whispers, pushing his finger inside, fucking it in and out of me slowly while he waits for me to answer.
“I’m on birth control,” I manage, grinding up against his finger, trying to get it deeper. “I don’t want anything in between us. I want to feel all of you.”
“Good answer.”
Supporting his weight with one forearm by my head, Jeremy pulls his finger out and grabs my leg, hitching it over his waist. Then he slides inside me in one single motion that has our moans mingling and Jeremy dropping his forehead to mine, breathing ragged, clearly struggling with his control.
“Holy fuck, Ems, you feel so good,” he grits out, lips hovering over mine. “So damn tight. Such a good fucking girl, choking my cock with your tight little pussy,” he mutters, before pulling out almost to the tip and thrusting back in. He hits a spot deep inside me that has intense pleasure rolling through my limbs and a moan tearing from my throat.
“Again,” I gasp out. “Do that again. Please.”
He pulls out part way, keeping his thrust shallow, and I let out a frustrated groan. When I try to lift my hips up to grind against him, he presses a hand to my hip, keeping me locked in place. Then he lowers his hips just enough to brush over my clit, sending a zap of electricity through my veins.
“Say my name, Pretty Girl. When you’re begging for my cock, you say my goddamn name.”
I grab his hair with both hands the way I know he likes and tug his mouth to mine. I kiss him deeply, licking into his mouthso our tongues tangle and we taste every inch of each other. We break apart, panting, and lock eyes.
“Fuck me, Jeremy. Please. Fuck me so hard I feel you for days.”
“There is literally nothing I want more. Wrap those gorgeous legs around me, Ems.”
The second I do, Jeremy drops my leg, bracketing my head with his forearms as he starts to move. He moves in long, languid strokes that have me moaning his name every time he pushes back in, his cock hitting me so deep I feel him everywhere.
“Please don’t stop,” I plead. “You feel so good.”
“Never, Ems. I could fuck you like this every day for the rest of my life, and it would still never be enough.”
Dipping his head, Jeremy sucks a nipple into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue as he speeds up his thrusts. He angles his body so he hits my clit with every roll of his hip. The pleasure is unreal. When he moves his head over and latches on to my other nipple, I feel it from the top of my head to the tips of my toes, and I know it will never be like this with anyone else. There is no one else. That thought, combined with his steady thrusts and talented mouth, has me teetering right on the edge of oblivion.
“I’m so close, Jeremy,” I gasp out, lifting my hips to meet his thrusts. “I need to come. Fuck. Please.”
