How I feel (Emily Prentiss x reader)

Chapter 2

"Good, now let's have some fun,"

They were her last words before her head practically disappeared in between your legs. You could feel her hot breath against your pussy and you were already curling your toes in anticipation. Her hands went straight to your hips, preparing to hold you down. 

Without warning, she licked a stripe up your pussy, and you threw your head back in delight. You pushed yourself up on your elbows as she continued to devour you, her mouth switching between licking and sucking on your clit, and her finger teasing your hole. The room was quickly filled with your pants and moans. Finally, she pushed her finger in, just to the first knuckle. It felt euphoric. No one had ever made you feel as good as she did, or get you so close to the edge as rapidly as she did. She soon retracted her finger and you whimpered at the loss. Her mouth relentlessly worked on your clit, and every time she made contact, she only bought you closer to the edge. 

"Oh fuck- Emily- fuck that feels so good," you moaned as she pushed 2 fingers in this time. She pumped them in and out, curling them to hit against your g-spot, making you cry out in pure pleasure each time. 

"I bet no one else has ever made you feel like this, have they?" she taunted. When all you could do was moan in response. "Do you know how long I've thought about this? How many times I've thought about your body pressed against mine, especially when you wear those pretty fucking dresses. How I have to fight the urge to take you to the bathroom and eat you out in there? Fuck, this feels so good,"

You moaned louder as her mouth returned to your clit, her fingers still thrusting vigorously in and out of you. You felt the knot in your stomach begin to grow and you bucked your hips, grinding against her face and your hand instantly went to her hair, gripping it tightly. 

"Are you gonna cum for me baby?" she asked. You were so caught up in the euphoria that was coursing through your veins and the fire that had taken over that you couldn't even nod in response. You clenched around her fingers as you came, coating her fingers in your cum. She fingered you through your orgasm. 

You threw yourself back against the bed, unable to support yourself anymore. You wiped off the sheen of sweat coating your forehead  with the back of your palm as you struggled to slow down your frantic breathing. 

Emily sat on the bed, lovingly stroking your head. 

"Fuck- Emily- That was amazing," you said in between pants. 

"Really? I totally couldn't tell by the way you just came on my face," she joked. You offered her a weak smile. She leant down to kiss you and you could taste the intoxicating flavour of your cum combined with her tongue. "By the way, you were pretty good too," she said against your lips. 

You looked up at her slightly confused. "But I didn't do anything?" 

"You did more than you realise," she replied, smiling down at you. You automatically felt guilty that you had experienced one mind blowing orgasm, but she had not. You wanted to make her feel good. You mustered all the strength you had to sit up and face her. 

"Let me make you feel good," you said, reaching out for her hand. 

"No, you don't need to,"

"But I want to. I want you to feel the way I did just then," she pondered over your proposition for a few seconds before agreeing. 

"Okay, but only if you're comfortable with it," You nodded. "Have you ever done something like this before?" she asked. 

"I've only ever been the recipient," you said shyly. 

"Hey, don't worry," she said cupping your cheeks. "If you're not ready, it can wait," you loved how supportive she was. 

"No, I want to, I promise," you said convincingly. It was the truth; you wanted to pleasure her. You had never had the opportunity to pleasure another woman and you wanted nothing more than for Emily to be your first.

She lay down on the bed, removing her own panties. She could sense your nervousness.

"What would you like to do?" She asked, her hand reaching up to stroke your face.

"I don't know...." you muttered. "Could we start off just kissing, like before?" She smiled and nodded, pulling you on top of her. Kissing her was something you could do 24/7. It was easy, the two of you were in synch, there was zero hesitation. Gradually, the aching desire for more became too much; you were ready. Ready to make Emily happy.

"Are you sure?" She asked for the hundredth time. You sighed.

"Yes Emily. I am sure," you said smiling. You had never done anything to another woman before so saying that you were slightly nervous was probably an understatement. Emily decided to take the lead. She grabbed your hand, gently guiding it down to her pussy. She was soaked.

In slow circular motions, she guided your hand to her clit, and watched intently as she tore her hand away to grip the bed sheets.

"Y/N, you're doing so well. Such a good girl," she said, her voice raspy.
"It's just like when you touch yourself, okay?" You nodded, focusing solely on making sure the look of absolute pleasure never left her beautiful face.

You brought a finger to her entrance, circling it before carefully pushing it in. She hummed and gasped in excitement, before letting out an angelic moan. You attempted to replicate her previous movements and curled your finger slightly, pushing against her soft walls. Her entire body jerked forward as you did this, her intense screams of euphoria like music to your ears.

You were very happy with yourself.

"God- fuck- y/n you're doing so well. Fuck, keep doing that," she screwed her eyes shut. You added another finger, repeating the same action.

"You're such a a good girl baby, fucking me like this- oh shit right there- this feels fucking amazing," she gasped. Her praise made you fuck her harder and faster, hitting all her sweet spots. Soon, she clenched around you and her moans grew louder as her legs violently shook. You fucked her through her orgasm as she came on your fingers. 

She lay on the bed, tired and sweaty and you lay down next to her. You turned to face her, both of you exhausted from the mix of alcohol and sex. She brought her hand up to let her fingers stroke your cheek. 

"Was that okay?" you asked. She laughed quietly at your question. 

"Y/n, that was perfect. For your first time doing that, you were......pretty fuckin' good," she said in between breaths. Inside, you had this immense feeling of pride and happiness. You had never felt this way after sex before, you had never experienced that level of pleasure or attraction for another person, let alone a woman, before. 

You stared into each other's eyes for what felt like forever, your two naked bodies pressed closely together, before you eventually fell asleep, in the arms of Emily Prentiss.