Emma was dying. And living. Flying. Spinning.
Both crying in frustration and shouting in pure delight as she climaxed again and again.
Over the next hour, as Daniel, with his incredible mouth, his miraculous hands, continued to touch, kiss, taste every inch of her body, she found herself unable to do a single thing but enjoy it. Rational thoughts drifted away. There was only sensation.
No decision to arch up when his tongue scraped across her nipple, just a primal need to have him suckle her again. No conscious awareness that he intended to make the most intimate love to her with his mouth, just the shocking delight of it when his tongue slipped between her wet folds and unerringly delved into her core.
"Oh, God, again?" she groaned, disbelieving as the pressure built, then roared into heat that rushed to every other part of her. She had not known she was physically capable of such continuous delight. The waves kept
Daniel would have loved nothing more than to spend a whole day in bed with Emma. He realized that with his past lovers, he had always wanted to leave right after the sex. Always in a hurry to leave. But this time it was different. It wasn't the same with Emma. This was new. He thought. And he liked it.But very early the next morning, after a full night of the most intense lovemaking of his life, he glanced at the clock by her bed and knew he had to go. He had work to do. He needed to rush home, shower and then get to the office. He was sure she had work to do too.He hated to wake her, she looked exhausted. As she should after all they had done during the night. He smiled. But he certainly wasn't going to leave without saying goodbye. Knowing he shouldn't delay, he still couldn't force himself to do anything but watch her sleep for just a little while longer.Emma's long lashes rested on her cheeks, her beautiful, kiss reddened lip
"Can you please explain this to me?" Karen was saying. "You had the best night of your life with a dreamboat of a man who could give lessons to the god of love, and you told him you never wanted to see him again....or fuck him again... Whichever way you want to put it... Does that sum it up?"Emma, Karen and Monica were at Monica's food truck. They were taking a break after shopping for dresses for the wedding. Emma had just told them what happened between her and Daniel.Emma cast a quick glance around the quiet, truck. "Could you please keep it down, you idiot". She glared at Karen, who, was impeccably dressed, perfectly groomed, not an ash-blond hair out of place. And looking every bit as put-together as Emma felt torn apart."Yes. That sums it up very well." Emma saidKaren rolled her eyes, entirely unrepentant."What do you think, Monica?" Emma asked, "As you can see it is useless ta
Monica was the one who spoke. "Urmmm... So Emma, I wanted to ask you... Is your friend Tom seeing anyone?""Tom Casey?... No he is not... At least not anyone that I know of. Why are you asking... You wanna ask him out?""yeah""Wow...That's new. I remember one time I told you he wanted to go out with you, you said he looked like a nerd. You said he wasn't your type... If I remember correctly... So what happened?""Hey" Monica said. "People change their minds.. Okay?... Especially when certain people start looking hot all of a sudden. I don't know.. Maybe he started working out of something.. I guess""Oh Monica " Karen said. "I really think you should do it""Of Course you do." Emma said. "You know you are the last person anyone should come to for advice because you suck at it""Because I tell people to do what they want?" Karen replied. "You know it's not my fault
Monica Clayton looked at her laptop and sighed."I'm an evil person." she said aloud.Nothing was wrong with the laptop. She knew that. And yet she had made Emma call Tom to come take a look at it. Emma told him Monica was trying to access the internet to check out some new recipes, and she couldn't.Monica knew it was weird. But she couldn't think of any way she could ask the man on a date. This plan would just have to work.If this whole stupid plan went to hell.And if this Tom guy turned out to be a jerk, someone would pay. And that someone was going to be Emma.It was her idea to ask Tom out, but Emma had encouraged her with all the nice stories she told her about him. She had talked him up a lot. And even when Monica wanted to change her mind asking Tom out, Emma was the one who convinced her she was making a mistake.So here she was.&nbs
He took her hand in his and guided her finger into his mouth, then let his tongue caress it, lingering and tasting long enough to make her panties wet.Monica stared at him, the man knew how to work over a finger. And if he knew how to work her there… Monica slid her finger from his mouth, then caught the look of confusion in his eyes, and she flashed a smile."Thanks," she whispered."For cleaning your finger off?" he asked"Yeah.""Tastes good," he said. "The stuffing, I mean."There was a pause, not exactly an awkward one.Monica suddenly wanted a better feel for his lips. When he kissed, did he use his tongue as well as he did when licking a finger? She wanted to know. She looked at his mouth and tried to imagine kissing him.It was an easy fantasy to conjure.She decided that on their date, if they ever went on one, she would s
Daniel was a distraction.With his beautiful hair and his perfect ass, he looked like the stuff heroes on the covers of romance novels were made of. Put him in a billowing white shirt unbuttoned to reveal his chest, with a beautiful damsel draped on one arm, and he would look right at home.But right here in the office, he was a terrible distraction. In fact, she realized, as she glanced at her laptop and the files on her table, that she wasn't making any reasonable progress.Her attraction to him was slightly bizarre. Once she had thought she was completely immune to the charms of calendar hunks with too-perfect hair. Yet here she was, her girl parts getting all tingly every time he strolled by. And obviously that one time with him wasn't even enough. It had to be the lack of available attractive men in her life. That had to be it... She had been alone to long.He disappeared into the break room, and Emma tried to
"Fair enough." Emma said. "I will let you know when I'm free""Yeah. By six. You better don't change your mind. We have a lot to talk about"He moved closer, invading her professional space and making her dizzy with his too-large presence. As if he understood his effect on her, he glanced at her and smiled. This close, the sheer weight of him became his most obvious and overwhelming attribute.Emma had always found some irresistible lure in the size and weight of men. Their solidity. Their strength. It was a quality that was never more apparent than when a guy was naked against her, moving inside her, all that force and heft and power barely restrained.Emma sighed. If she kept up this line of thinking, she would definitely end up doing something she would later regret. Like invite Daniel to be her own personal muse for the night.Emma discreetly tried to wipe away the film of pe
Daniel led Michelle into his office.It had been a while since he had seen her and they had been a thing before. She had filled a need, but that was a while ago. That was before he met Emma and somehow she had obliterated every thought of another woman right out of his mind. He had never wanted to be with just any woman the way he wanted to be with her. Which surprised and sometimes scared the hell out of him.The past three weeks had been hell for him. He had wanted so badly to drive to her apartment and demand to know why she had pushed him away after they had spent such an amazing night together. What ever it was between them, he knew she felt it too. He just didn't understand why she did every thing in her power to push him away.It was funny. He thought. Funny how the tables had turned. With the other women he had been with, he always the one who ended things. He was the one who was in a hurry to get out of the bed the next mor