Fifty Ways to Love You - Emily Prentiss x OC

($) 12. worth the wait

(SMUT BESTIESSSS)

One week. One week of kisses, secret looks at work, her wonderful shade of ruby red lipstick teasing me throughout the days. One week filled by two dates, and a night spent at Emily's.

We hadn't had sex yet. I was so glad Emily didn't pressure me. I hoped she wasn't getting upset or impatient. She seemed quite patient with me, but that nagging thought lived in my head, maybe she was growing sick of me.

Jesus fuck, it had only been a week. Was I really already this way?

We were on my couch and she kissed me throughout the movie. I was safe in her arms, if only for a little while. Emily always wanted to hold me, to kiss me all over. I adored it. I adored her.

We had the next day off, so she planned to sleep at my apartment. We finished the movie, kissing more and more towards the end. The credits rolled and we were full-on making out.

In my bedroom, we kept kissing, reduced from women to shadows in the dark. Her hands on the back of my neck, my hip; mine wrapped around her waist and holding her close. Our breathing, both of us, was heavy and fast, like we'd gone underwater.

"Em...?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"I want you,"

"Yeah?" She kissed my neck. "Are you sure about that?" Emily slowed down and looked in my eyes. "If you don't feel ready, Galina, it's perfectly okay,"

"If you don't want to—"

"No, it's not that, I'm okay, I just want to make sure you're good, yeah? You promise you'll tell me how you're doing? If I do something that doesn't feel alright, you tell me, baby, promise?" I nodded.

"Mhm. Promise,"

"Good. I don't need anything from you tonight, sunshine, just relax. Let me make you happy." Sunshine. I'm her sunshine? "Can you get on the bed for me, baby?"

"Mhm," I responded. I sat on the side of the bed.

"Lay down for me?"

"Oh," I whispered. I laid on the bed and saw Emily smile.

"Good." She was now beside me, slightly above, kissing my lips before migrating to my neck. "Mm, you like that?"

"Mhm,"

"Mm, how about this?" She cupped my breast and kissed my sternum over my shirt and bra. Feeling my bra underneath her lips, she put her other hand on my chest to see where the midsection of my bra ended, and kissed above it so there was less fabric between us. "Can you take your shirt off for me, sunshine?"

"Yeah." I sat up a bit, just enough to get off my shirt, and Emily smiled. My face went red, and she kissed me to make me feel better.

"To think you were beautiful back then..." She kissed my lips again. "...you should see yourself now." Another kiss, this time to my neck. "Stunning."

Emily did her all to ease my insecurities. Her kisses felt nice all over my body. My fingers tangled in her hair, taking a fistful. Emily chuckled, her smile against my sternum. "Is this okay?" I wondered.

"Yeah, baby, you're good," Emily replied. She continued to kiss me, moving down to my belly and kissing all over. "Oh, god, so perfect," she moaned against me.

With her hands, she stroked my body, exploring to rediscover my most sensitive areas. After thoroughly exploring, she kissed my collarbone, underneath my ear, and just inside my breast, knowing she could drive me wild that way. She left a mark on my breast; I didn't mind whatsoever.

Emily hooked a finger in the waistband of my pants. "Is it alright to take these off, baby? You feeling good?"

"Mhm, yeah, Em, good,"

"Alright, sweetheart." She started to pull my pants down. She kissed me a few times throughout. I was left in merely my undergarments, and Emily looked me up and down. "Heavenly girl,"

"Em," I moaned quietly. Her praise gave me chills. I think she liked to know she could make me insane.

She grinned. "I've hardly done anything to you, baby. Would you like me to?"

"Hmm," was the only sound I could make.

"What if I just kiss you a little longer?" Emily placed more kisses on my body, and ran her fingertips over me. "I love to kiss your gorgeous body, baby, god..."

One of her hands rested on my inner thigh, gripping me tight. "Am I hurting you?" she asked.

"No, mm-mm,"

"Good. Let me kiss you," she said. Emily pushed herself down to kiss my leg; I nearly moaned at just these kisses. This woman could destroy me and I'd love every second.

Emily's lips remained on my thighs but her thumb rubbed the fabric of my panties where I wanted her. I moaned a bit, and she chuckled through her kisses. "This okay?"

"God, yes," I groaned.

"Do you want more?"

"Mhm!"

"Mm, eager. I like an eager girl." Her words put a pit in my stomach. I was already wet, I was sure, and slightly embarrassed as Emily removed my panties. "Good girl. You have no idea how bad I want you. I'll go slow with you tonight, baby, m'alright? That sound good for you, angel?"

"Yes,"

"Okay, here, angel, I'll go slow."

Feeling Emily's mouth on my clit, I gasped. "Fuck,"

"Are you okay?" she asked me.

"Yeah, fuck, good,"

"Alright, baby." Emily's tongue played with my clit at a tantalizingly slow place. I moaned aloud, and she sped up a bit. She licked down and back up my slit, then sucking gently on my clit. Her tongue was flicking it, too, and I again grabbed a fistful of her hair. The heat in my core was enough to light me aflame.

"Emily..."

"Yeah, baby?"

"I...god!"

"Are you close, baby?"

"Uh-huh," I whined. "Mm, god, Em!"

"Mm, you taste amazing, angel; let your body relax, you did so good, baby, god..."

Emily kept eating me out until my muscles tightened. She didn't want to overstimulate me, especially not our first time (in fifteen years). She stroked my belly and kissed my shoulder next to her when the sensation was dying down.

"Good girl. Why don't you go to the bathroom, sweetheart, and I'll get you some clothes to wear to bed, okay?" I nodded and sighed with exhaustion.

Feeling slightly exposed, I went to the bathroom and came back out to Emily sitting beside a blue t-shirt, black underwear, and shorts. I took off my bra and put the clothes on. She watched me, and I smiled.

"That's my beautiful girl," she muttered when I laid down with her in my bed. Emily wrapped her arms around me and kissed my forehead. "How are you doing, baby? Was that okay?"

"It was great, Em," I responded. She held me tighter.

"Good. I'm glad. You're so beautiful, baby, I'm so happy to be with you. Are you tired?"

"Mhm,"

"Okay. Oh, uh, how do you like aftercare? I want you to stay feeling alright, baby." She brushed some hair behind my ear and I smiled bashfully.

"Just like this. Cuddles, compliments, reassurance, kisses. Maybe playing with my hair," I requested sheepishly.

"Mm," she noted, "not enough kisses." She pressed her lips to mine and I giggled, her following suit. "You were such a good girl for me, baby, did so well. I'm glad I could make you feel good."

I fell asleep to Emily playing with my hair, kissing me, and whispering kind things in my ear. She really did care for me. And I knew, for her, it was worth the wait.