Coming back to the end [COMPLETED]

Part 16

Hi guys! I added a photo of how Tony would look, not the same but very close. Add some tattoos to the picture and that will be something my mind created. 

But you can always ignore it and fantasize as you wish. I do so a lot =))

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I closed the door after Tomas and Nancy and sighed. He collected her and promised to take good care of her. He was the one who you can trust and he did his job really well. I just hoped it was the right choice.

 "It was the right choice," Emily's voice echoed behind my back.

 "I hope so." I turned around to see her sad smile and stretching hand with a glass of whiskey.

 "Can you drink something else for a change?" I teased her and moved to the couch.

 "I can. I just don't want to," she winked at me making herself comfortable near me. "You know after spending these two weeks with Nancy I figured that something was odd with her I just couldn't guess what it was."

 "Tell me about it" I scoffed. "I didn't want to take her in the first place. It just the stars were placed the right way at that right moment."

 "The starts? The moment? Are you alright?" she looked at me trying not to laugh.

 "Stop it. I can be romantic. If I want. Or if I'm dead drunk," I smiled.

 "And I can drink soda instead of whiskey. If I want to," she winked at me.

 That woman.

 We stayed on the couch till late at night watching comedy movies and drinking. Till the end of the third one, I was really drunk. Not to mention I was still sexually frustrated and Emily didn't stop leaning on me or putting her legs on mine. But when she shifted on the couch again and put her head on my knees I snapped.

 "Okay, Princess. You better stop poking a bear with a stick and sit on the opposite side of a couch." I scooted apart from her, moving to the side.

 "What's up with you? I'm just making myself comfortable," she looked at me clearly not understanding what she was doing to me. Or to my dick to be precise.

 "Your comfort makes me uncomfortable," I said rearranging the zipper in my pants.

 Her eyes shifted to that region than to my eyes. I wicked smile formed on her face and she started to crawl closer to me on all fours.

 "Are you kidding me, woman? Stop messing around!" I jumped from the couch and started pacing.

 Emily pouted her lips at me looking all cute with her drunken gaze. Too tempting.

"Oh, come on. Don't be so weird about it. I think we both know why we went to the club today. And I also had no chance to blow up the steam for a long time" she leaned on her elbows showing me her perfectly shaped cleavage.

"Don't use the word "blow" when you speak to me!" I warned her. I was too drunk to think straight.

"Why?" Emily stood up from the couch and moved so close that I could feel her breath on my chest. Such a small little girl.

"Princess, you don't know what you're doing so please..." I trailed off but her hands were already on my torso grazing every tensed muscle there. 

 Her eyes were half-closed and her breathing became rapid. I was drowning in her sensual moves with my eyes now closed when her hands moved up to my hair. She gently took off the hairband and my hair flew on my shoulders. I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot that I had to control myself. My hands, on their own, went to her tiny waist moving up and down. Her fingers trailed along my jaw tickling me through the thick beard and stopped near my lips. When I felt her touch on them I woke up from the trance.