Just One Night

Chapter Four

A dream woke Emma sometime later that night, of cool, slightly damp hands moving slowly and carefully over her body. She sighed and turned to her back, keeping her eyes closed as those wonderful hands explored her. Goosebumps formed over her skin a second after his fingers brushed over it, leaving her aching deep in her core. When Matt's lips replaced the tips of his fingers on her lower stomach, she opened her eyes. A rough groan escaped her clenched lips, and she rose inches off the bed when he captured her clit between his lips and sucked it in. His tongue followed, licking the area in just the right way. She moaned louder now, slamming her pussy up to his face.

God, she'd forgotten how good it felt to get ate out.

Oh, this man knew exactly what to do.

Matt's tongue never strayed from the perfect place or climax-filling pressure. It lapped over her slowly at first, before picking up speed, until the beginning of an intense orgasm rushed though her. She clamped her hands into the sheet, balling it up inside her fingers, and screamed out his name as the feeling overwhelmed her. He slowed down his wet caress and licked his way up her stomach, between the hollow of her breasts, to her chin, and stopped within inches of her mouth.

"Now it's my turn." The warmth of his breath mixed with the hint of her scent blew on her cheek a second before he rolled off her and placed both of his hands under his head. "I'm in need of a bit of TLC, Emmie."

She lifted up on her elbows and gazed down at him.

"We have only this one night," he said softly, feathering his fingers gently over the tips of her breasts. "I need your mouth on me."

Only this one night echoed low in her as she sat up. His cock stood up straight and proud between his legs, filling her hand completely as she wrapped her fingers around it. He growled out a yes and dropped his head to the bed when she bent down and licked the length of it, groaned out another yes a second later as she sucked in the tip of him. His statement tried to interfere again, but she blocked it away. She emptied her mind and grabbed his balls while swallowing as much of his member as she could. She circled her tongue around his length as she withdrew her mouth, sucking hard on it before lowering her mouth around it again. And again. She squeezed his balls and quickened her pace when his hand fell to the back of her head and his body wretched up hard into her.

"Oh, God."

All movement stopped as he stiffened for a split second before he drove his cock deeper into her mouth. Warm liquid rushed toward her throat as he exploded inside her, and she swallowed it all down. She tongued the last of his cum off his tip and released him. His hand slid from the back of her head and traced down the angle of her cheek. He looked as if he wanted to say something, then tightened his mouth shut and turned away from her.

"Matt?"

He didn't look at her. "Not now, Emmie."

"We need to talk"

"Go to sleep," he said. "Things will be different in the morning."

Emma sat up straight and glanced at his wide back. "Things are all ready different, Matt."

Her only answer was a mumbled I know and a belief he would be gone in the morning.

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Emma woke to an empty bed, just liked she'd feared during the night, around six. Sometimes she wished she didn't read people so well. Her actions last night had been totally inappropriate and wrong, ones she knew would rise up to kick her in the ass.