I Can't Let You Go

Dinner

"So, how do I look?" Emilia smiled at Kit. She was wearing a cute woman shirt with black pants and high heels. Her hair reached her shoulder and curled up a little. She did not put too much makeup. 
"Gorgeous. Amazing. Adorable." Kit started while walking towards her "Beautiful. Mesmerizing." he continued and slid his hands to the back of her waist. "Breathtaking" he finished and smiled at her.
"Then I disguise myself perfectly. Tell me again, why are we doing this?" she raised her brow.
"Because we don't want any drama." Kit raised his brow.
"Right." Emilia rolled her eyes. "You know I don't believe that shit for a minute, right? We have to be careful." 
"We'll be." Kit pulled her closer and kissed her neck.
"If you are doing this, we are not going anywhere." Em giggled, but she did not really protest, she placed her arms around his neck and enjoyed those kisses.
"It is because of your scent." Kit whispered to her ears and bit her ear. "I can't resist."
"Kit." she felt goosebumps all over her body, and she felt how Kit push her towards to the kitchen countertops. "Kit." she moaned, while he raised her up and placed her to the top of the counter. 
"That kitchen furniture is perfect, did I already mention that?" Kit smirked.
"No," Emilia answered so voluptuously, while he went down on her body with the kisses. "We're going to late." she took a deep breath when he felt his touch on her breast. 
"They can wait." he spread her legs and pressed his groin to her sex. His dick hardened in his pants. 
"It will be difficult in this way." Em giggled. Her pants were so tight and fit her body so perfectly. "I have another idea." she placed her hand to his shoulder and pushed him a bit away. She bit her lower lip and slowly opened the button on her pants and pushed it down from her hip then turned her perfect bum to him and leaned to the counter. 
"Damn baby" Kit groaned and grabbed her waist. "You wanna kill me."
"I wanna feel you. I need some... extra for the night, to preserve," she told him lusciously and pressed her ass to his sex more. Kit slid his hand down on her back, and he found the way easily to her pussy. 
"You want me baby?" he asked her, while he thrust his finger into her wet sex. 
"Yes," she moaned loudly. 
"How much?" Kit moved his finger in and out.
"Kit. Please. Fuck me" she begged him. 
"Damn." he grinned and fasten his moves. He saw how she started to squeeze the edge of the counter. He escaped his manhood with his other hand and before her climax, he changed his fingers to his hard dick and thrust it to her pussy from behind so hard. 
"Fuck!" Emilia almost screamed in pleasure. "Yes! KIT! FUCK ME!" she wanted it. She needed it. In the past few days, they had sex several times, but she was so nervous because of the night which was before them, and she knew another orgasm can calm her down. 
"Oh yeah!" Kit thrust her so wildly. Their hips moved so in sync. They were a perfect match in everything. Those quiet and peaceful days behind them just made their relationship even more secure. They enjoyed every minute that they could spend together. They loved to be around the other, and they loved to give pleasure to the other. In every damn way. He couldn't believe they never did it in her kitchen. He lowered his head and watched how his cock was sliding in and out of her. That sight made him more excited ... he was close to cum.
"Yes! Kit!" Emilia went wild and she did not let him too much time. 
"Emilia. Em. Emilia stop. Please!" He tried to slow her down. He wanted her to cum before him, but that moment he spread himself in her. He tried to continue but that was impossible. Em giggled a bit at him when she felt how he placed his hand to her back and took some deep breaths. 
"Already?" she glanced at him above her shoulder.
"You are crazy Clarke." he shook his head. He stepped back from her, and Emilia straightened herself. 
"Guess that is the first time when you... cum sooner than me. Are you nervous?" she pulled her pants back. 
"You know it is my weakness. Having sex with you ... from behind," he admitted and adjusted his clothes.
"Well, you owe me one climax Harington," she told to his face and smiled. 
"I can give one to you right now. You know my hands are ... capable to do magic with you." he joked with her.
"Not just your hands." she giggled and bit her lower lip. "And I collect your debt." she raised her brow.
"Now?" he pressed her again to the kitchen counter, but at the moment when he kissed her, his phone started to ring. 
"Guess... " Emilia rolled her eyes. "We are late."