I Can't Let You Go

Last Night

A WEEK EARLIER - SUFFOLK

They were running towards the door from the car after tennis. Kit stopped at his Suffolk home to pack some things and check everything is okay there. It was raining heavily. They were totally wet. Kit dropped the key, before he could use it, then he finally opened the door. Em ran inside. Her clothes, her hair, everything on her was totally wet. 
"Well... I think I better light the fireplace." Kit tried to unscrew his sweater. A lot of water spilt from it to the floor. Em started to laugh. Loudly. Sincerely and it was clear it comes from her heart. Kit laughed with her. 
"Admit. You did it deliberately." she told him while pulled her sweater off from herself and she throws it to the floor. 
"Yeah, I ordered some heavy rain. Just for you Clarke. You know me. I love when you are wet." he answered and stared her. She took a step closer and placed her hand to his chest. 
"Thank you." she told him quietly then caressed his face while leaning to him more closely. "I love you Kit." she whispered to his mouth and gave a small little kiss to his lips. 
"You get cold." Kit told to her and their lips still almost touching.
"Keep me warm." Emilia answered and pulled him more close to herself, and kissed him passionately. He grabbed her by her waist and she crossed her legs around him. They were kissing, while Kit took her to the table. That was the closest thing to them. 
"Em" he moaned while he almost ripped her shirt off. Emilia pulled his shirt off through his head and they did not stop touching each other. The desire and the thirst were real for each other. No matter how much time they spent together, it always feels they are just spending their first night, they have their first sex. 
"Em. I ... " Kit took a deep breath and stopped for a second. 
"Shhh... " Em asked him. "Not now."
"But... "
"Please" she begged him and pressed her lips against his. Their tongues finally met while Kit switched off her bra.

It landed on the floor and Kit leaned over her in the table while kissing her ardently. He went down slowly with his kisses towards her belly, while he unbuttoned her pants and pulled it off, or at least he tried.
"Do you need some help?" Em laughed at him.
"I hate wet jeans." he answered and pulled it again and finally took it off from Em.
"Oh poor boy. Maybe it is a too big task for you." Em stated with a smile. 
"You are very shameless Miss Clarke nowadays ... with a very big mouth" Kit told her while he was caressing her tights. 
"Is it a problem for you?" Em was following his hand with her eyes.
"I can handle it" he pressed his lips to her tits and started to kissing and biting it. Em ran her fingers through his hair. 
"Kit" she closed her eyes and her body was so ready for him. She felt how his hand sliding towards her sex. Under her panties.
"Damn." Kit whispered. "I adore how fucking wet you are for me." he kissed her tits again "Every time... " and again while his fingers were starting to play with her clit. "What do you want?" he raised his eyes to her while still playing with her breasts. Em raised her head a little to have a better look at him.
"You know what I want."
"Maybe." he kissed her between her breasts "Maybe not... Maybe I have no idea, and I just go to light the fireplace. To keep you warm." he continued kissing her body, while his fingers were slowly playing with her down there. Slowly enough to tease her. "So?" he pressed his finger to her pussy once, then continued teasing her.
"KIT!" she moaned quietly. 
"What?" he smirked. 
"You are so evil." Em bit her lower lip.
"Am I?" He asked while he pushed his finger again to her once more. He felt how she wanted him, and that was the best in this game. 
"You are."
"I am just waiting... " he bitten her nipple "for you..."and bitten again "to tell me, what do you want."
"I don't like this game." Em stated.
"Really?" he pushed his finger into her again, and she closed her eyes and moaned. "As I see, you really like it. And how it continues... it depends on you baby." he enjoyed how he could control her body. 
"I..." Em tried to form the words, while his finger was in her again, deep while his thumb was caressing her clit. 
"Yes?" Kit smirked. "So what do ..." He thrust her again "you want Clarke?"
"You." Em whispered.
"Me? That is a pretty broad term." he smiled "You wanna talk with me?"
"No." Em moaned. He was still caressing her sex, and the whole of her body was full of desire. 
"No? Hmm... do you wanna play poker or tennis with me?" he kissed her belly.
"KIT!" she had enough. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him to give her pleasure. She wanted to cum. 
"It was an easy and simple question Clarke." he moved up with the kisses towards to her neck, while he still held his finger in her sex, but did not move it. "What..." he gave a kiss to her breast "Do..." then a bit upper "You..." to her neck "Want?" he whispered the last word to her ear and bitten it. 
"I want you." they looked into each other eyes, when Emilia finally said it. "I want you to fuck me Harington. Now. Here. On that fucking table." she felt how her heart beats faster. 
"See, that wasn't that hard." he pressed his lips to hers, while he started to move two of his fingers in her sex. But now he didn't do it slowly and gently. 
"YES!" Em screamed and she grabbed his back "YES KIT!"

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LONDON

"What do you want with the whipped cream?" Em was sitting on the kitchen counter. She was naked. They were over some amazing orgasms, and Kit wanted to eat something. It was already 2 am but that was Emilia last night in London. She had to leave the next day, and she wanted to enjoy every damn minute with him. 
"I saw some ice cream" Kit closed the fridge door, and he opened the ice cream box then looked around. 
"First drawer. Here." Em smiled and spread her legs. He was clearly searching for something, what he could use to eat it. 
"Here?" Kit took a step closer and pointed to her sex.
Em just shrugged her shoulders and smiled. Kit placed his hand to her sex and licked his lips.
"You mean here?" his finger was in her pussy.
"NO." Em moaned. "Under me. In the counter." 
"Oh. My apologies" he smiled and pulled out the drawer. He put the spoon to the ice cream and eat some from it. "Want some?"
"No." Em shook her head and she was still sitting there in her naked beauty. She was staring at him and smiled. 
"What?" Kit frowned.
"Your moustache." she handed her hand towards him, and wiped the ice cream from it. "You really should grow your beard back. It was so much sexier." She licked the ice cream from her finger. 
"Are you criticizing me?" Kit looked at her, and tried to make a serious face. 
"Always." Em put her finger to the ice cream box, and licked it again from it, while she was still staring Kit. 
"I thought you don't want any." Kit stopped. Em just smiled. He took a step closer and stood between her legs now. Place a piece of ice cream into his mouth, then leaned over her body. He started to play with her nipples. How the cold ice cream touched her skin she froze all in her body. Placed her hand around his neck. 
"Oh...." she enjoyed his kiss. 
Kit pushed her to the counter. She was leaning on it, and he has just put some more ice cream into his mouth and leaned to her pussy. He opened his mouth a bit and touched her sex. He felt how her legs were shaken.
"Kit." Em placed her hand to his shoulder. First it was so cold and a bit bad, but a second later she felt how the hotness down there melts the ice cream, and she felt how his cold tongue plays with her clit. "Kit" her hand were on his neck again, and she almost pressed him more deeply into her sex. 
"I thought you got enough already." Kit stopped with licking a couple of minutes later and stood up. He placed the ice cream next to her in the counter, then grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to his body. 

"Enough what?" Em smirked.
"Enough orgasms Miss Clarke." he placed a lock of hair behind her ears. 
"If you are not ready to give me more Mr. Harington, we better go to sleep. I have to get up early." she was caressing his chest. "It seems it is only what I get for the long time until we see each other again." her hand reached his sex and she grabbed it. He was already so hard for her. She started to move her hand on it, and she paid attention to touch her pussy with the top of his cock every time. Kit stopped her hand and grabbed her by her waist. He took her off from the counter and turned her. He stood behind her, closely. Their body touching. 
"So you want another fuck Clarke?" he whispered to her ears from behind. Em smiled. 
"If you can..." Em teased him. At that moment Kit placed his hand to her back and leaned her forward and with a quick and pure move his cock was in her pussy. He was fucking her wildly. Emilia screamed in pleasure. That was their favourite position. They both could feel each other deeply. They both lost control. Emilia tried to dictate the pace, and Kit followed the movement of her hips. She was totally out of her mind, and forget everything around. She wanted to come. She wanted him to cum. She wanted to feel it in all her veins. 
"YES KIT. YES! FUCK ME!" she moaned continuously.
"EM!" Kit panted "EM! I ... I ... CUM BABY CUM NOW!" he closed his eyes, and tried to concentrate to hold himself back to cum, but she was so fine, so good and so damn wild that moment. "CUM FOR ME BABY!" Kit almost ordered her. 
"YES!" she screamed and she felt how his cock pulsating in her. She knew at that moment he cum too. He leaned over her and gave small kisses to her back. 
"You are crazy baby" he told her between to breath.  Emilia giggled while Kit gave a kiss to her cheek. 

They were falling asleep at around 4 am. Em knew she won't have too much time to sleep but she did not care about it. She decided to fight for him. For their happiness. He was so confident in everything. He was so confident in himself. About he can do this. And that gave her the needed strength too. Kit was caressing her back until they fall asleep in each other's arms. Em knew the following weeks are going to be hard. Without each other. She had to leave to LA now. When she got back Kit will be in Paris. On his new movie premiere. She hoped the audience will love it. It was important to Kit she knew it. His hand stopped and she heard how his breathing became calm and steady. He falls asleep. Emilia smiled and took a deep breath. No. She won't let her win. Never. She wanted this. Wanted him. Wanted to fall asleep in his arms every damn day in her life. No matter what is the price of it.