The door barely closes behind us before Emily is on me, her mouth hot and demanding against mine. My back hits the wall with a thud that rattles a nearby picture frame, but I'm too caught up in her frenzy to care.
"God, I couldn't wait to get you home," she breathes against my neck, her hands already working at my belt. "The way you looked at me in the car..."
I didn't realize she caught me staring at her, but apparently, she must have, because Emily is devouring me like she's been starving for days. Her lips trace a burning path down my jaw, my neck, pausing to nip at my collarbone hard enough that I know she's leaving a mark.
"Emily," I gasp, my hands finding her waist, feeling the firm muscle beneath her blouse.
She pushes closer, her body flush against mine, and I feel her smile against my skin when she notices how hard I am already. The mall incident is still playing on repeat in my head, her fierce possessiveness, the territorial way she practically marked me in front of that saleswoman.
"You like it, huh?" Emily purrs, her hand palming me through my jeans. Her eyes are wild, hungry. "You like it when mommy gets jealous, don't you?"
My face burns hot at the word "mommy," a strange mixture of embarrassment and arousal shooting through me. It should be weird, should make me uncomfortable, but instead it sends a jolt straight to my groin. Emily notices immediately, her smile widening into something predatory.
"Oh, you do like that," she says, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I knew you would."
She kisses me again, harder this time, her tongue demanding entrance as her hand works my zipper down. There's something frantic in her movements, almost desperate, like she needs to claim me right here, right now.
"I saw how turned on you got when I put that salesgirl in her place," Emily whispers against my ear, her breath hot and damp. "You're all mine, Charles. All mine."
Her possessiveness should terrify me. It probably would if I had any sense of self-preservation. But right now, with her hands on me and her scent surrounding me, I can only think about how much I want her.
"Yes," I manage to say between kisses. "All yours."
"Couch! Couch!" Emily gasps between kisses, suddenly breaking away and practically tearing at her own clothes. Her blouse flies across the room, followed by her bra. "What are you doing? Come on!"
I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone undress so frantically. Her jeans and panties hit the floor in one smooth motion, leaving her gloriously naked, all lean muscle and curves. The sight of her standing there, completely bare and breathing hard, makes my mouth go dry.
I fumble with my own clothes, trying to match her urgency. My shirt catches on my head for a mortifying moment before I manage to wrestle it off. By the time I kick away my jeans and boxers, Emily's already grabbing my hand, pulling me toward the living room.
Before I can fully process what's happening, she pushes me down onto the couch. I bounce slightly against the cushions, my back hitting the soft leather.
"Don't you want to be on the…"
"Shhh," she cuts me off, her eyes wild with lust.
In one swift movement, she grabs my ankles and lifts them up, pushing them toward my head until I'm practically folded in half. I'm completely exposed. Heat rushes to my face as I realize the position she's put me in.
Emily stands over me, her perfect body towering above mine as she lowers herself, guiding my cock toward her entrance. She squats down slowly, her thighs flexing with controlled power as she takes me inside her inch by inch.
"Oh god," I moan as she engulfs me completely. The sensation is incredible, but the position is so embarrassing I can barely look at her.
"This is what you like, right?" she purrs, her voice thick with desire. "Amazon position. You used to beg me for this."
Before I can respond, she starts moving, thrusting her hips in a rhythm that leaves me gasping. She holds my ankles firmly, keeping me pinned and folded beneath her as she rides me with increasing intensity. The angle hits something deep inside her that makes her moan with each thrust.
I whimper pathetically, caught between mind-blowing pleasure and the utter vulnerability of being taken this way. My legs are practically over my head, completely at her mercy while she looms above me, powerful and in total control. I look away from her, unable to reconcile with the embarrassment.
"Look at me," she commands, her voice husky but firm.
I force myself to meet her gaze. Her eyes are blazing with something primal, possessive. Sweat glistens on her perfect abs as they flex with each movement.
"Are you embarrassed?" Emily breathes, her eyes locked on mine as she drives herself down onto me with savage force.
I can't help but nod, feeling the heat in my cheeks burn even hotter. The position I'm in is humiliating in the most exquisite way.
She releases one of my ankles, her strong hand moving to cup my cheek with surprising tenderness. The contrast between her gentle touch and the brutal rhythm of her hips makes my head spin.
"Don't ever feel embarrassed around me, okay, baby?" Her voice is soft despite her ragged breathing. "I love you. I love you so much. Nothing you can do will ever scare me away, alright?"
Her words hit me deeper than her body does, something tightening in my chest even as pressure builds in my groin. The way she's looking at me, like I'm everything she's ever wanted, makes my heart race faster than her relentless pace.
"Emily, I'm gonna..." I can barely get the words out, the familiar tightening at the base of my spine warning me that I'm right on the edge.
She responds by slamming down even faster, her thighs working like pistons as she takes me impossibly deeper.
"That's right, baby," she growls, her eyes never leaving mine. "Cum for Momma."
The combination of her words, the look in her eyes, and the vise-like grip of her body sends me hurtling over the edge. My orgasm tears through me with such intensity that my vision blurs at the edges, stars exploding behind my eyelids. I cry out something unintelligible as my body convulses beneath her, every muscle tensing then releasing in waves of pleasure so powerful I think I might actually pass out.
Emily doesn't stop, riding me through every pulse and throb until I'm completely spent.
When I finally catch my breath, Emily's still perched above me, her skin flushed and glistening with sweat, her chest heaving. Despite having just experienced what was probably the most intense orgasm of my life, I notice she hasn't finished. Her eyes still have that hungry, unsatisfied gleam.
She leans down, her blonde hair cascading around us like. Her lips brush against my ear, sending shivers down my already oversensitive body.
"That was good, baby," she purrs, her voice dripping with primal hunger, "but don't think I'm done with you yet."
I feel my spent cock already stirring back to life beneath her. There's something intoxicating about being wanted this desperately, this completely.
I smile up at her, watching those green eyes darken with renewed desire.
"Good," I whisper back, surrendering completely to whatever she has planned next.
A/N:
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