Dear Boss: Wounds of The Past

CHAPTER 13

As the night grew colder, Emma and Brian's connection deepened. Their kiss was intense and full of longing. Brian, unable to resist, lifted Emma into his arms, carrying her toward the bedroom.

The familiar thrill of desire surged through him, but tonight, it was Emma who kindled that flame.

Emma's straight orange hair tumbled over her shoulders, her blue eyes locked onto his with a mixture of desire and affection. She was a stunning blend of Spanish and Australian heritage, standing tall and graceful. At 26, she perfectly matched Brian's intensity.

Brian gently placed Emma on the bed, his hands exploring her as he slowly undressed her. Their kisses became more passionate, and Brian's lips traveled down her neck, while his hands worked skillfully to unbutton her clothes.

Emma's response was eager and passionate, her body arching towards him in anticipation.

In the dim light of the room, their breaths mingled and their moans grew louder, enveloping them in a cocoon of intimacy. Emma's longing was palpable, and Brian, lost in the moment, embraced the warmth and connection with her.

Tonight as he held Emma close, he pushed aside thoughts of Patricia, savoring the here and now with the woman in his arms.

Tumayo si Brian and he undressed himself, Emma saw his big sword at napabuntong hininga na lamang ito. "Wait, Brian... Can that thing fit?"

Brian nodded and smirked, he leaned closer to her and kissed her, they are both naked. Ang kanilang ari ay nagkikiskisan.

"Ohhh..." Emma moaned.

"You ready?" Brian asked.

Emma kissed her soft lips and nodded. "I am."

The night they shared was intimate, they moaned, kissed, and felt pleasure as Brian thrusts her fast and deep.

As the night wore on, Brian and Emma lay entwined in the dimly lit bedroom. The cold night air contrasted with the heat of their recent passion. Brian, his breath still heavy, ran his fingers gently along Emma’s arm, tracing lazy patterns on her skin.

Emma looked up at him, her eyes reflecting a mixture of satisfaction and contentment. “Brian,” she whispered, her voice soft and tired. “Is this what you needed?”

Brian, catching his breath, nodded slowly. “Yeah, Emma. It’s been a long time coming.” He brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch tender. “Thank you for being here with me.”

Emma smiled, her blue eyes shimmering in the low light. “I’ve always wanted to be here for you, Brian.”

They lay in silence for a moment, the only sound the faint hum of the city outside and their synchronized breathing. The weight of the past seemed to lift slightly as they held each other close, finding solace in the warmth of the embrace.

The morning after their intimate night, Brian and Emma were seen enjoying a leisurely breakfast together at a chic café. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over their table as they sat close, their fingers occasionally brushing against each other.

Brian looked at Emma with a smile, “So, how about dinner tonight? There’s a new restaurant I’ve been wanting to try.”

Emma’s eyes lit up. “I’d love that, Brian. What time?”

“How about 7? I’ll pick you up,” he replied, his smile widening.

“Sounds perfect,” Emma said, her gaze softening. “I’ve been really enjoying our time together.”

Brian reached across the table, taking her hand in his. “Me too. I’m glad we’re doing this.”

They shared a tender kiss, their connection palpable and deep. The conversation flowed easily, and their laughter filled the air as they planned their evening together.