(The truck scene)
Bryan POV
Warning: heavy sexual contentI separate my fingers and move her hair to the side. Vanilla and coconut is all I can breathe in as I pepper kisses on her neck and ear. Emma always smells divine. But my favorite is when she smells like me.
"Bryan" she moans when I suck on her pulse, leaving a deep purple mark. I groan loving when she calls me by my real name, not the fake one.
I lick the mark soothing the sting because I'm sure that fucking stung and continue my assault on her neck. I've never been one to leave hickeys on someone or have any possessive thoughts but fuck with her I want to make her mine and show her off to everyone. I don't care if it's only been a month. It can be one day and I'd feel the same, intense pulsing feeling.
That's what Emma does to me. She makes me feel things I've never felt before in my entire life. All I know is that I don't want to stop feeling it.
My cold fingers lift her shirt a little as I play with the hemline of her shorts.
Her chest is moving fast as her breathing accelerates. I love the effect I have on her. Camera, no camera, it's invigorating.
With my other hand I turn her head to kiss her because it's been way too long since I've felt her lips.
I moan when she parts her lips for me giving me entrance to devour her mouth as I want. I kiss her with fervor, like if I don't kiss her I won't be able to breathe. She's all I want. I thread my finger through her hair holding it tightly to control the kiss more as our tongues have a mind of its own. It's intoxicating, liberating, fuck any good fucking word in the dictionary—this is exactly what it is.
And I'm not even inside her. I'm sure I can come from her lips alone.
Wow, I need to fucking control myself here.
I pull away panting, trying to catch my breath and look at her gorgeous green eyes. Instead of being sage green, they're more like a forest green right now. Dark, intimidating and so fucking sexy.
"Why'd you stop?" She whines throwing her head back.
I chuckle against her because she astounds me. "I was going to come." I tell her honestly. "And I don't want to just yet."
I know we fucked earlier today and it was completely different than what I'm use to doing. It was erotic and sensual and great. However, it was still strategic and what I want to do—I can't do on camera. I can't just stare into her eyes and watch as she comes. I have to hold my own climax and make sure I'm not thrusting a different angle that doesn't look pleasing to the eye.
I won't lie and say the scenes I've done with her, I don't think about it at all. Everything else goes out the window. But still right now it's just me and her and I want to enjoy it.
Ravish her whole and never forget about this night.
She giggles and wiggles her hips rubbing herself on my dick because she knows I'm trying my best not to combust in my pants like a prude teenager.
I groan throwing my head back against the headrest stopping her hips from moving with my hands.
What a fucking brat.
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Her Redemption
Romance18+ only A short story of a steamy romance that is filled with lots of drama and love. Synopsis inside .................. Mature explicit content: sex / abuse / alcohol / language / suicidal thoughts ............... 🔥 Highest Rankings: #1 in brot...