SHARING EMMA [18+]

48. Trail of Kisses🔥

|EMMA|

This was not something I expected when I left my apartment today intending to break things off with the father and son.

I wanted to move on from this toxic cycle, not wanting to be any more reason for them to argue. Besides, it was already too hard to imagine having what I had with Carlos after what happened on the Island. I still felt like I lost a part of myself there. Whether science agreed with me or not, I knew what I felt.

But it's probably sad that we will never know the actual truth of that night. Whether what happened was merely an act of revenge, toying with our heads, or if something genuinely eerie occurred that night. Something... the mere thought of which sent shivers down my spine, causing goosebumps to come alive on my arms.

Nothing could erase that incident from my mind.

But this... this new beginning that Carlos and Ryker had suggested, it gave me hope. I was the last person to admit that this could be another disaster in the making. Why? Because I had already admitted that I was in love with both of them and choosing one out of the two might be the hardest thing I have ever done—after losing my child, that is. But with what they were offering, what they were promising to try, it was igniting all kinds of hopes and dreams within me.

I watched with bated breath as Carlos put me down on the soft sheets, his eyes never leaving me—simply drinking me in and my nakedness. I was still wearing my jeans and top, but he had managed to fold them to his advantage, allowing him to admire my exposed chest and toned stomach.

I took a deep breath as he began removing his clothes. First, he dropped his tie to the floor, followed by his cuff links and shirt. As he reached for his belt, I felt my heart rate quicken in anticipation. That's when Ryker walked into the room, already shirtless and looking just as irresistible as always.

He exchanged a look with Carlos before making his way to me and planting a big, wet kiss on my lips. He nuzzled down my neck and started to suck on my nipples.

Ryker's hands were large and warm as they moved up my sides, sending waves of pleasure through my body. His movements were deliberate and slow. I squirmed beneath his touch, yearning for more. After he finished, he kissed my shoulder gently, then moved up my neck with feather-light kisses that created a path of burning desire in their wake.

I closed my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me. It was overwhelming, the realization that I was desired by both of these incredible men, each with their unique way of expressing their love.

The side of the bed dipped and I turned to find Carlos lying next to me. The knowledge of his naked skin pressed against mine caused a craving surge through my body. His hand touched my waist and he pulled me toward him, as if he would never let go. Ryker took a moment to take off his jeans and drop them into the pile already on the floor.

Carlos's lips found mine in a passionate kiss, and I melted into him. His hands moved lower, exploring the curves of my hips and thighs. I felt Ryker's hands on me once more, but this time, he wasn't exploring my body. Instead, he hooked his fingers under the waistband of my jeans and gently pulled them down my legs.

Next, Carlos made me sit and gently removed my top, sliding it up my arms.

He then unhooked my bra, leaving me completely bare.

I shivered against the cold air in the room, but with the two pairs of hands on my body and their warmth seeping deep into my core, I let out a shaky exhale and pulled Carlos to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss that sent little sparks through my lips.

I kissed him and pushed him on his back, before moving on top of him and straddling him. Ryker was standing at the edge of the bed and while I kissed Carlos like I had never before, Ryker surprised me by shoving my panties aside and thrusting a finger deep inside me.

The surprise made me cry out into Carlos' mouth but after that, it felt good. Ryker used this moment to withdraw his finger from me, wet with my juices, and shove two fingers in instead. He followed this act with three fingers but when he shoved forth four fingers, I cried out again, this time in pain.

It took a few moments but then the pain subsided as Ryker's four fingers slid across something deep inside me that usually went ignored. Ryker leaned over me on the bed and began kissing my neck while he continued working his hand inside me.

I moaned into Carlos's mouth and he responded to me by squeezing my ass cheeks hard.

Meanwhile, Ryker fucked me with his finger, grabbing my hips and pulling my ass closer to him, brushing the tip of his cock against my clit. The sensation of his cock sliding up and down my clit had my stomach rolling with butterflies, the desire of having him inside me increasing tenfold.

I moved down Carlos's body, all the while leaving a hot and wet trail of kisses. His hands moved to my head, fingers weaved through my hair.

"Are you sure you wanna do this, darling?" Carlos asked, his one hand folded behind his head for support while his abs flexed at the motion. I grazed my fingers over his hard chest, loving the way he felt. "We don't mind doing all the work."

I smiled at him and kissed his abdomen. "I wanna do this. You should know by now how much I love sucking your cock."

As if what I said was something too good, Ryker spanked my ass and drove his cock right into me.

"Fuck!" He groaned, thrusting so hard I almost toppled over on Carlos's chest. "Why the fuck did you say that? I couldn't hold back."

I gasped, moaned and hissed through my clenched jaw, fingers digging into Carlos' thighs. I bit my lip—hard—as he pushed all the way inside, making sure every inch of his was soaked in my juices.

"Oh God," I moaned, throwing my head back as he pulled back before squeezing his thick cock right in. "Do you like it when I say that?" I rasped.

"Yes!" Ryler groaned into my ear, fucking me slowly as if trying not to be too rough. I knew he was holding back. After having sex with me so many times, I knew he wasn't a gentle lover. He liked it rough and raw. He liked to give all of him. "Say it again. No, fuck it. Just suck his cock and let me see how you take it down your slutty throat."

He spanked me again. "Suck him, Emma. Fucking take him in your pretty mouth."

I did as he said. It was hard not to. Not when the words coming out of his mouth were getting me all excited and wet. I adjusted my grip on Carlos' thighs and held the base of his hard cock firmly.

Carlos' lips were parted as he watched me with hungry eyes, something dark flashing in those orbs of his as he observed me get fucked by his son. His fingers around my hair tightened and he guided my mouth to where he wanted.

I opened my mouth wide open and pushed my way down, feeling his thick, veiny cock slide inside and stopping only when the crown bumped at the back of my throat.

I gagged at the sensation of being full. Carlos released the pressure from my head, allowing me to breathe and pull away a little.

Ryker on the other hand, never stopped. His pace was slow at first, but slowly and gradually as the moment passed, his patience seemed to be slipping away. He appeared to be struggling, unsure if he should increase the pace or keep going slower, likely not wanting me to get overwhelmed.

His thoughtfulness warmed my heart, and before taking Carlos back into my mouth, I peeked over my shoulder and called him for a kiss.

Ryker slowed down and leaned down to press his lips to mine.

I whispered in his mouth. "Don't hold back, baby. Fuck me hard. Just like you used to."

His brows knotted. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

I kissed him again, longer this time while Carlos fucked my boobs instead, smearing his precum all over my chest. "I'll tell you if it's too much. But for now, don't hold back. Okay, baby?"

"Okay," he mumbled before a grin finally claimed his handsome face.

The mischief that flared in his eyes next couldn't have been mistaken for anything else, before he positioned his hand on my shoulder, grabbed my hip with the other, and started pounding me with the speed of a bullet train.