CHAPTER 43:
Emma's POV:
I giggle when he roughly throws me on the mattress. The pain in my leg long forgotten. My back is resting on the duvet and within a second his muscular body is pressed on mine. His entire body is hovering above me. He supports his weight on one arm as the other hand holds my hands above my head.
I should feel intimidated or nervous, to be with a man with so much experience and ability, when I've never done anything like this before. For some reason, my brain doesn't have time to feel anything else other then the electricity and fire running all over my body. He kisses me again and pulls apart briefly to look down at me.
"You look incredibly sexy like this" he breathes with his lips still very close to mine. I am a flustered mess all over again. I know that my cheeks are red like tomatoes. I want to say something too but no words seem to form at all in my cloudy brain.
His kisses start to focus on my jaws, delicate kisses along my jaw. My hands fall on his back when his fingers tilt my chin upwards. I've never felt anything like this sensation of his lips moving along my neck.
My entire body feels like air as he kisses and nips at my sensitive skin at the back of my neck. I can barely keep still, infact I keep wriggling so much that he has to press his body on mine to keep me still. Having his body pressed against mine makes my head spin.
He whispers something near my ear but my head can't comprehend his words. I try asking him again but instead a moan escapes my mouth and I desperately hope he didn't hear me. Judging from the look on his face, he definitely heard it.
I turn my head so I am directly looking into his eyes. I can feel my knees part when his hand presses against the thin material of of my cycling shorts, allowing him to reposition his lower between between my legs.
I can't escape his primal stare, his hair is a mess and his lips are full and red. He couldn't look any more hotter even if he tried. This moment will always replay in my mind.
He watches me tentatively, carefully lowering his lower body to press against mine, again. This time, I can immediately feel the pressing of .. him. Even though the both of us are clothed, I can still feel his bulge against my sensitive area. My toes have curled and my arms tighten themselves involuntarily as he looks down at me.
My lips part and I am unable to do anything but stare at him as he lowers his head to kiss me again. He's so big, bigger then I expected. I can feel almost all of him even through all the layers of clothes.
I can't help the gasp that leaves as he dips his hips just enough to grind teasingly against me. My body is unable to do anything other then give into him. My knees part themselves slightly, enough so that he can move his hips and I can mimic his actions.
The sensation of pressing and rubbing against my shorts is too much. How can this feel so good? Jeremy is the one who groans this time when I follow his actions. The sound is almost like a groan from the back of his throat and it is the sexiest thing I have ever heard.
His hand slams the bed besides my head so loudly that it makes me jump, move away from his lips and stop my actions.
"Fuck" he curses. His voice is much more huskier. His chest rises and falls, quickly and unevenly.
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