Page 14 of Awaken My Heart

She breathes. “That’s so sexy.”

I run my nose up the side of her throat. “You even smell spicy.” I lick her, nibble into her skin.

“I did it too that night. Touched myself. And every night since. I’ve already had to change the batteries in my favorite toy once.”

This woman is gonna kill me. “You’ve had a needy little pussy, haven’t you?”

She gasps, but nods against me. “So needy. So empty,” she pants. “I need you, Bram.” Her body rubs against me.

“I know what you need, Spicy. I’m gonna take care of you. I promise.” I pull my head away from her delicious skin to glance around the outbuilding. Then I pick her up and carry her over to the sofa. It’s worn and frayed, but clean. I lay her down and then position my body, half on her, half on the floor. “This okay?”

“Yes. Just please touch me.” Her palms scrape up my t-shirt. “I want to touch you too. May I?”

I whip my shirt off and toss it behind me. “You can do whatever you want to me, Spicy. Except touch the new ink.” I point to the protective wrapping.

“Right.” She presses her hands to my belly, careful not to touch the fresh tat. “I love your body,” she says.

“Fortunate all things considered. I love your body too. Never seen a woman and immediately gotten hard before. Don’t quite understand it.”

“Chemistry,” she says as if that explains everything.

“My buddy Ian and his wife said the tension between us was palpable.”

Emma’s lips part and I take the opportunity to kiss her. She tastes like fireball whiskey and promises. I shove all my unnecessary thoughts out of the way and focus on the feel of her tongue against mine. I cup her tit and realize I haven’t taken any of her clothes off.

Thankfully that can be remedied without having to move much. She’s wearing a buttoned blouse with tiny flowers. I start at the bottom of her shirt and slowly unwrap her, one tiny button at a time. Her beige, no-nonsense bra is utilitarian, not made for aesthetics. Still, she looks impossibly sexy.

“If I thought there was a chance this would happen, I would have worn something prettier.”

“You look perfect. Sit up for me a minute, darlin, and let me get this off of you. I want to see your pretty tits.”

She leans up on her elbows and I reach behind her, flicking open the hooks. It’s been a while, but I guess some things never change. The straps sag off her shoulders and then she pulls it off the rest of the way.

When she lays back, I take in the sight of her bared before me. Her breasts are large, definitely more than a handful, even for my hands. Large areolas a shade darker than her skin with tight, puckered nipples.

“They’re so pretty.” I cup them both and she arches into my touch, rubbing her pebbled nipples against my palms.

She spreads her thighs wider so my body naturally falls into the cradle of her hips. I’m hard as granite right now, which I show her by bucking against her. Fuck, I really hope I don’t embarrass myself.

She whimpers when I rock against her. Her hands go to my back, her nails scraping down my heated skin.

“I want to lick you, taste you until you come on my tongue,” I say.

“Okay.” She nods.

I kiss her once more, grinding down onto her pussy as I do it. The sharp bite of her nails digs into my back.

One chaste kiss to her lips, then I travel down her body. I lick and suckle at her breasts, flicking my tongue against her turgid tips. God, I’ve missed the softness of a woman’s body and Emma feels perfect. The musky scent of her arousal grabs my attention and I abandon her breasts.

Her skirt is easy enough to pull up and I’m met with plain, white cotton panties with a visible wet spot on the front panel.

“You’re soaked, darlin’, so needy. That’s so fucking sexy.” I maneuver myself so I’m kneeling on the floor. Then I pluck her panties away from her body and pull them down her thighs. She spreads for me, revealing a triangle of dark hair on her mound. Her pussy lips are bare and she’s dripping.

My mouth waters and I don’t think about anything else except eating her. I swipe my tongue from slit to clit and groan as her spicy-sweet nectar coats my mouth.

Her fingers thread through my hair, tugging while she rocks up into my face.

“Bram. Oh wow. Oh my gosh.”