Call it Love

38| Love

WARNING - SMUT AHEAD

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Love

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Chapter 38: Love (Adam's POV)

I was the one feeling a bit nervous now. I haven't done this with Emilia since we were seventeen. We're certainly not seventeen anymore. 

Emilia isn't a girl anymore, she's a fucking gorgeous, beautiful, stunning, and breathtaking woman. One that I'm in love with. The most important thing to me is for her to enjoy this just as much, if not more than me. 

"You okay?" she asked, her hands resting on my shoulders. She moved one to my face, stroking my cheek. 

I nodded, shifting and adjusting myself so I was closer to her. 

 What if she changes her mind? 

"Adam, I want this. I really fucking want this," she said. She held my gaze as I slid my hips forward slowly, entering her. She sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes closing tightly while I held myself up. 

"You tell me when to move, Emmy," I said, my voice coming out strained. 

"Really? I liked it better when you ran the show," she panted, finally opening her eyes. 

I chuckled, kissing her softly before pulling away. "You run it this time." I put an arm around her waist and rolled us over without warning without detaching myself from her. 

She cursed under her breath and stared at me as I lay under her with her hips straddling mine. 

"You're in charge," I told her. 

"I don't like being in charge," she sighed, leaning down to kiss me. 

I mumbled against her lips, "Really? Because I kind of like this position for you." 

She smiled against my lips as my hands found her hips. I clenched my jaw as she moved her hips but barely. My hands were not guiding her in the least. She knew exactly what she was doing to me even if she wasn't doing it intentionally. "Does it feel good?" she whispered, moving her hips in a slow circle. 

I nodded briefly, holding her gaze. "Really fucking good. Keep going." 

She didn't stop, she never faltered once, but she slowed down, teasing me every time I let a groan slip. The smile on her face when I rolled us back over told me clearly that it was what she wanted. Me on top of her. 

"Maybe you're not such a good girl then," I chuckled, moving a little faster, going a little deeper, and taking her breath away with each shift. 

"You talk a lot," she panted, "I like it." 

"I can tell, Rubes." 

She closed her eyes and briefly trembled beneath me. She could make me come undone in just a few moments and I was so lucky that she didn't fully understand just how much power she had over me.