Chapter 5
Bash
For the past two months I’ve been ecstatic. I was happy that Emma agreed to date me and allowed me to court her. At first, I was only planning Emma to be a temporary mother figure for Sophie until Sophie can understand why her mom can’t be here. But I knew that Emma was something more than a fleeting seduction. I was in the middle before I knew I began.
Love is permanent and so is Emma. And I couldn’t be more overjoyed than to know that Emma was mine.
It was finally the day where Emma would join Sophie and I for dinner at the house for Sophie to approve of Emma. Usually, Sophie would scare off any woman I brought home for dinner. Hopefully, Sophie liked Emma enough to stay.
“I know I’m Sophie’s teacher but maybe Sophie would only like me to be her teacher and nothing else,” Emma was fretting. She heard the stories of the other women who tried impressing Sophie and it scared her. To ease her worries I wrapped one arm around her waist and brought her body closer to mine. Our nose touched one another’s and I breathed in her sweet scent of honey and vanilla.
“Sophie will love you as I do,” I told her as I ran my other hand down her arm eliciting goose bumps. I loved that I’m the only person who has this effect on her. I could tell I’ve been driving her mad because every chance I got I would touch her skin. My hand then glided over to her thighs as I raised them so she could wrap her leg around my waist, and I pushed her up against a pillar.
It’s a good thing we were in my backyard. Where no prying eyes could see our intimate moment. As her back made impact with the pillar which made my groin push up against her, she gasp out a moan. I shut my eyes to try to keep myself under control. I’ve held myself back for two months, so I can hold back for one more night until Sophie approves of Emma.
I started peppering her cheek with kisses. It was supposed to be harmless kisses but she started moaning and I knew in just a few moments I would lose control. “Emma… We need to stop,” I strained to tell her.
“But… how can we stop when I need you more than I want you?” she breathed out as she stared at me with her beautiful hazel eyes that were filled with love and lust, and it sent me into overdrive. I put two of my hands on her butt and gave it a not-so-gentle squeeze which made her gasp. I took the opportunity and kissed her with an open mouth. Tasting every inch of her sweet mouth with my tongue. I then lifted her up so her legs were wrapped around my waist which made her squeal in delight. Her squeals and moans only made my pants tighter and tighter.
One hand steadied her on her butt and the other was roaming underneath her floral dress, caressing her soft milky thighs. She kicked off her heels carelessly as I started leaving a trail of heated kisses from her mouth to her collarbones. I knew that if we were to go any further then I would have to go somewhere where Sophie won’t stumble upon us. I know that I said I would make sure Sophie wasn’t in the house if I did my business. But Emma wasn’t like those other girls, she was different. She deserves better.
I was lucky to be a billionaire because my backyard was massive. I started carrying Emma to the pool house which is away from the house, away from anybody that could hear our lustful moans.
Once we were inside the pool house I laid Emma down upon the long cushioned lounging chair. It wasn’t big enough for the both of us so Emma would have to lie down on top of me, but isn’t that the point?
I couldn’t help but tear her floral dress right off her body. “Shit,” I groaned as I saw her lacey black lingerie that she wore. This woman will be the death of me. As I took every inch of her desirable body I wasted no time as I brought my lips upon hers eliciting a passion deep from inside. I couldn’t help but cup her breast, giving it a light squeeze. Even though they weren’t as big as other women still her breast fit the palm of my hand perfectly.
I was trying my best to give her the utmost pleasure I can but I was distracted as her tiny hands caressed my chest and biceps. Her touch was like inferno and I was addicted to it. Her neck arched sideways, encouraging me to suck on it. It’s been so long since I’ve felt such passion.
I skillfully unhooked her bra and her breast bounced out. I could see that her nipples were hard and she panted as she stared at me lustfully. As our lips reconnected, I seem to melt right into her kiss and become one with her. As our kiss progressed, at first tentatively, then more assertively. Her lips were so rich and moist that seem to engulf me.
Emma seemed a bit impatient for she ripped the buttons right off my blue button up shirt. I seemed shock but admired how Emma looked completely sexy. She brought my face back to hers and this time our kiss seemed desperate for one another. Her hands roamed my chest, admiring the hardness of my muscles.
I then latched my mouth upon the sweet bud of her breasts and gently sucked on them. Her back arched as if she was offering more of her breasts to me. “Bash… please,” she moaned out. It was her first time calling me by my nickname, and it turned me on even more.
I was quick to take off my shoes through our kisses. As I took off my jeans and boxers my member sprang out and I saw Emma’s eyes widen from the size. I smirked at Emma and as she saw my proud smirk she rolled her eyes. I was surprised by her bold move as she grabbed me by the cock and her touch made my member throb pleasurably and painfully.
This time it was her turn to smirk. She started guiding my cock towards her waiting harbor. It slid in so easily, sensitive to every soft fold of skin enveloping it. Our moans filled the air and as I stared at Emma, she looked absolutely beautiful. Her small body was under my large one. Once I was all in I had to stop for a while to let Emma get used to my size because I could see her wincing. But after a few minutes of stopping she whispered in my ear “Keep going,” “But you need to get used to—” “I need you Bash!”
I quickly obliged by rolling my hips back and forth making Emma moan with sheer pleasure. My hips started moving faster and faster, Emma arched her hips to meet my every push. I could tell I was hitting her sweet spot by just how loudly she’s moaning. Suddenly she pushed me back and stood up, she then pushed me back onto the lounging chair and climbed on top of me.
As she moved her hips back and forth, faster and faster, I bucked my hips to meet her movements. Her head was tilted back as she moaned out loud. The pleasure was building up inside of me and I knew it was about to explode as Emma looked at me with a very seductive look. My bucking hips got rougher and sloppier. We both rode each other through the uncontrollable ecstasy. Emma’s nails dug into my back as she screamed out my name in pleasure.
Emma collapsed on my chest with her head in the crook of my neck. We remained perfectly still savoring the moment. I lifted Emma up a bit so she was in a more comfortable position which included me slipping out of her. Her head finally rested upon my chest and her long legs wrapped with my own. I cradled her head and stroked her silky hair while my other arm was wrapped protectively around her.
“That was…” she spoke, trying to find a word to describe this moment. “Beautiful,” I told her. “Yes, that was beautiful,” she commented. But I quickly corrected her “That was amazing but I meant you’re beautiful. So wonderfully beautiful,”
Her eyes watered as she stared at me. “What if Sophie doesn’t approve of me?” she asked. I sighed as I stared at the ceiling. Sophie means the world to me and I’ve developed strong feelings for Emma. If Sophie doesn’t approve of Emma then I’m truly screwed. But I smiled as I stared at a tired but satisfied Emma and assured her “She will approve of you,”
“Speaking of Sophie, we should head back. She must be wondering where we are,” Emma said as she stood up but quickly stopped once she was standing up. “I’m a bit sore,” she said as she weirdly walked to her clothes, or more likely what’s left of her clothes.
“Well, the Basher did do you good,” I said as I gestured towards my groin. Emma tilted her head back and gave a merrily laugh. “You name your prick, Basher?” she laughed once more and for that I closed the distance between us and swung her around in my arms making her squeal in delight.
We had to find her other means for clothing for I tore her dress in half. I also had to get a new shirt since she ripped the buttons off. But I’d happily do it over and over again as long as it’s with Emma Pierce.