SHARING EMMA [18+]

7. Brink of Ecstasy🔥

|EMMA|

I woke up to an empty bed and a chill in the air. Rubbing my bleary eyes, I reached for the comforter that had been thrown off during the night, wrapping it around me like a cocoon.

I stretched my arms, feeling the stiffness in my muscles from the wild night before. Memories of our reckless behavior flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but grin to myself. The way his hands roamed all over my body, the way his lips felt against mine, and the way he whispered in my ear...it was all so intoxicating.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and padded across the cool wooden floor, my toes curling in pleasure. The smell of coffee wafted in from the kitchen, and I smiled knowing that Carlos must be up and about.

As I tiptoed into the kitchen, I found him standing by the counter, his back to me. I paused for a moment, taking in the sight of him, the way his broad shoulders filled out his shirt, and the way his dark hair fell in soft waves over his forehead. My heart fluttered at the sight of him, and I felt my knees go weak.

"Good morning," I whispered, breaking the silence. "I was hoping to wake up next to you."

As he turned around, I caught a glimpse of his sparkling eyes and the gentle curve of his lips, and my heart skipped a beat. "Good morning," he said, his voice like honey, "I'm sorry I had to take a call."

I smiled softly, understanding the demands of his job.

"It's okay, I just missed you."

He stepped closer, his arms reaching out for me, and I eagerly moved into his embrace. His body was warm and inviting, and his cologne filled my senses with a heady aroma.

"I knew there's nothing in the world that wouldn't look good on you, but this comforter seemed to be extra perfect," he teased, his lips brushing against my forehead.

I looked up at him and couldn't help but smile. "You always know how to make me feel special."

"Only because you are special," he whispered, his fingers trailing down my back, sending shivers down my spine.

I leaned into him, enjoying the sensation of his touch, and whispered back, "I want to cuddle you in silence, and forget about the world for a little while."

"Anything for you," he said, pressing his lips against mine. The kiss was slow at first, but soon it turned into a heated one, as our bodies pressed closer together. I could feel his desire for me, and it ignited a fire within me.

Breaking away from the kiss, I whispered breathlessly, "You tired me out last night."

Carlos chuckled, and the sound of his laugh made my heart flutter. "Well, that's hardly my fault, as you are the one who wanted it hard," he replied, his voice filled with a seductive tone.

The memory of our passionate night together flashed before my eyes, and I couldn't resist him any longer. I pulled him closer, my hands running over his muscular back, and whispered, "Maybe we can go for another round?"

Without another word, he captured my lips in a fiery kiss, his hands roaming over my body with a hunger that matched my own. We lost ourselves in each other, our bodies intertwined in a dance of passion and desire.

As the kiss deepened, he began to explore my body with his hands, his touch igniting a fire within me. I shivered as his fingers trailed down my neck, fondling my breast.

Without breaking the kiss, he backed me up until I fell onto the couch, his body hovering over mine. As he took off his shirt, I couldn't help but appreciate the sight of his toned and chiseled chest. Every muscle on his torso was perfectly defined, and I couldn't resist running my fingers over his abs, feeling the ridges and valleys of his six-pack.