Reminiscing

Breaking The Tension

[Dedicated to MEH22345 ]

Emerald POV ~

I wasn't expecting her to kiss me back. Not that I minded of course. Her kisses were exhilarating and the best ones as of yet. Never have I felt so crazy for anyone's kisses– not even Scarlett's.

The way her soft hands gripped my hair and pulled my face closer made me want to scream out in happiness. The soft moan that escaped her delicious lips had all my body heat descending down south.

She pulled back for air and her soft panting did nothing to my already turned on state. I wanted to take her so bad. Against this very glass wall and have her gasping my name. I was beyond flustered and the tension between us was palpable.

I lowered my head to her neck and placed butterfly kisses along her jaw down to her collarbone. I let my tongue slowly trail along her collarbone and I felt her tense up before she tried to bite back a moan. Her hands tightened around my shoulders and I knew she would slump to the floor if she didn't hold onto something. I hitched her other leg around my waist and she wrapped them tightly. As she did that, I unconsciously pressed myself closer towards her, squeezing her against the glass wall, making us grind by mistake and I bit my lower lip a bit too harshly. I needed to hold back these moans or else I would freak her out.

I glanced at her beautiful face and was surprised to find her staring at me intensely. With eyes darkened in lust.

Control yourself Emerald!

I scolded myself for all the dirty thoughts running around in my head. I needed to get a grip and stop this before I ended up taking it a step further. Which could lead to her possibly ignoring me forever.

Something I didn't want.

But the more I stared into her beautiful face, the more I felt like taking a risk. I needed to at least touch her and see if I affected her as much as she did me. So with one deep breath, I prepared myself for the bold move I was about to do.

She was only wearing a pair of thin spandex shorts and a black tank top. Her lack of clothing was driving me off the edge and I couldn't help myself any longer.

I placed a hand over her hip while I rested the other in her inner thigh. All the time I focused on her face to try and catch her expression. If I felt like she was about to lash out I would stop my actions short and bite back the urge to feel her. But if she didn't respond badly to my touch, I would take it a step further.

I inched my hand closer to her crotch area and I saw her visibly gulp. My own heartbeat had quickened and I was feeling the adrenaline rushing through me. With one final movement I had my hand on her.

I saw Candice forcing her eyes shut and I slowly rubbed her over her spandex shorts. She made a cute little noise that turned me on for some reason. This only pushed me to try something even more intimate.

I removed my hand from over her and I rested it on the waistline of her shorts. And before I backed off or before she pushed me away– I slipped my hand inside. I was breathless by the time I felt all of her dampness over my fingertips. Candice was panting by now. All of a sudden, the sexual tension between us had escalated to a suffocating level.

I slowly and softly began to palm her. She gasped and I forced my eyes shut just thinking of how sensitive she was. That's when I realized that I wanted her. And she wanted me just as much.

"My room?" I whispered.

She looked at me with pleading eyes and I understood her silent answer. I couldn't believe this was actually about to happen. I carried her out of the studio and towards my room. Thankfully I didn't run into Betty on my way there. It would have been really awkward and embarrassing because I just knew she would make a stupid comment.

I slipped inside my room and slammed the door shut with my foot. I then claimed Candice's lips and she reciprocated the kiss. I made my way towards the king size bed in the middle of my room and slowly placed Candice's body over it. Without breaking the kiss, I climbed over her and rested my weight on my left arm which was placed over her head. Meanwhile my right hand cupped her face.

I was about to share an intimate moment with Candice. Something she would most likely regret and make her feel guilty. I-on the other hand- was going to make my wildest fantasy come to life. This would either break or make us. And I had a feeling it would be the former.

Sadly.

What started off as an innocent kiss developed into something much more fierce and intense. Something needy. It was like we were both trying to calm a thirst we had been bearing with for quite some time now. Or at least I was.

Because this didn't feel like a one night stand. No. It felt like much more than that. It felt like more than just sex. And I still couldn't make out if that was a good or bad thing.

Okay–it was bad.

As in really bad. This was the first time I was feeling something for someone other than my fiancé, and it just had to be a married woman. Shame on me. My mother would be so disappointed.

Why was I even thinking about my mother right now?

I hastily stripped Candice of her clothing and I noticed the nervousness displaying across her face. So before I glanced at her nude body below me, I searched her face. For something-anything- that would make me stop dead in my tracks.

"Hey–" I stared deep into her eyes. "–Do you want me to stop?"

She began to chew on her bottom lip and I softly rolled it out from between her teeth with my thumb. She averted her eyes from me and I didn't know what else to do. So I made a move to climb off of her.

Candice's hand clasping onto my wrist stopped me. I raised a questioning brow at her and she seemed to debate on something. I waited for her to speak up but she seemed awfully embarrassed to do so.

"Candice, we don't—"

"I haven't had sex in a while so just make sure I'm able to walk after this." She interrupted me with her little outburst.

I stifled back a giggle, which soon turned into a chuckle and finally full, blown-out laughter. I was relieved for the most part. For a moment I thought she would push me away. So without losing anymore time, I brushed my nose against her cheek.

"You're so beautiful." I whispered in her ear.

I placed soft kisses over her neck, jawline and mouth. Meanwhile my hand groped her breast. She gasped softly and keeping my eyes on hers, I lowered my mouth until it clamped over her breast. She moaned softly and I focused all of my attention on pleasuring her.

That's when the admiring, touching and exploring her body began. My hands roamed every inch of her body and her moans were all of the confirmation I needed on whether I was doing a good job or not.

I made sure to give her body the attention it deserved. Before lowering myself further. Finally reaching the one place I had been dying to touch and taste.

"Emerald, please." Candice breathlessly pleaded.

With one hand I made sure to spread her legs wide, while my other hand kept her hips locked in place. My free hand palmed her while she panted harder and her breathing became more and more difficult. I then slowly entered two fingers inside her and I couldn't help but bite my lip forcefully.

She panted out my name over and over again. Just when she was about to have her release, I removed my fingers altogether and she hissed at me. But before she had a chance to even think, I had replaced my fingers with my tongue. I explored every single inch of her and she screamed out in pleasure. Her hands tugged at my hair and I continued to pleasure her. I slowly trailed my tongue on her. By the time I stuck my tongue inside her, she was shuddering and I knew she was close to having her release. So I thrust my tongue inside and wiggled around her clamping walls. Each time going further and harder. When she yelled my name, I made myself a promise. One that I vowed myself to keep.

This wouldn't be the last time this happened.

I would make sure it wasn't.

With that thought I helped Candice ride out her orgasm.

"You're beautiful–" I kissed Candice's lips. Then with a smile I muttered an endearing nickname. "–Candie."

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