Chapter 11

Walker

I barely have time to brace before Emi leaps on me, legs linking around my waist, arms around my shoulders, fingers fisting my hair. Her lips pepper my face with kisses before landing on mine.

“Hi,” she says between kisses.

“Hi yourself.”

“I’m sorry I got an attitude with you yesterday.”

“If that was your attitude, I think I’ll live through life amused.”

“I’d rather you be amused than annoyed.”

“This how you’re gonna apologize every time you sling attitude?” I squeeze her ass firmly. “Because, if so, I’ll try my best to piss you off often.”

She leans back and grins, skimming her nails on my scalp. “I may have gotten a little excited to see you.”

“Excited is good. Can we get out of your doorway so your neighbors don’t get a show when I kiss you properly?”

Her eyes light up as she nods.

I carry her inside, kicking the door shut, and stop in her foyer. “Did you have a good time?”

She hesitates for a short second, her grin slipping before she nods again. “Yes, it was relaxing.” Something’s off in her tone, but I don’t question it because there are more important things to discuss.

Since our text last night, I’ve had nothing but her on my mind. Those flirtatious messages led to X-rated images in my brain.

“Seeing that you’re wrapped around me and not howling in pain, I take it your groin is better?”

“All better.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“Good,” is all I say before I crash my mouth to hers, sliding my tongue inside and tangling it with hers.

She meets me stroke for stroke, latching tighter and grinding her hips into mine. Little whimpers escape her throat when I back her into the wall and rock my aching dick against her center.

“I think you may have mentioned something about teasing. Does this feel like teasing?” I say into her mouth. The thought of fucking her against this wall crosses my mind, but I know it will never be enough. I want to savor every minute before, during, and after I have Emi for the first time.

No doubt, I’ve had my share of easy fucks in my life, but Emi will never be one of them. She deserves to be cherished and shown exactly how a man like me takes care of his woman, and a hard fuck against a wall is not how to prove that.

I swivel my hips into hers again, a little more forcefully, making sure she feels exactly what she does to me. “Does it feel like I’m teasing now?” I repeat.

“No,” she hums on my tongue.

My plans of waiting until I got her to my house are no longer an option. But I need to hear the words.

“I want you, Emi. Tell me you’re ready.”

“I’m ready.” Her hushed response is all I need to start moving.

No more is spoken as I walk us back to her room. With each step, my cock grows harder, begging for relief. For one solid week, blue balls and cold showers have become a part of my daily routine, but tonight, that ends.

Carnal and animalistic need burns in my veins as I lay her back on the bed and skim my hands from her ass to her waist.

My mouth trails across her lips, cheek, and jawline until it reaches her ear.

"Last chance, Emerson, tell me if I should stop."

"Please don't." She arches her neck and leans into my chest.

"You're completely healed?" I refer to her injury.

"Yes, you won't hurt me."

"Never, I'll never hurt you. But I want to be the reason you can't walk tomorrow, not some fucking yoga sprain."

Her only response is to tighten her thighs around my hips.

I brace on my elbows and gaze down at her. My pulse starts to race at the sight below. Her face is flushed, lips pink and slightly swollen, but it's her eyes that hold me hostage. They are staring back at me brightly, the honey-brown glowing amber with a mixture of desire and need that can only be described as radiant.

It's a look I want to see again and again, specifically when I'm buried deep inside her. I want that look reserved only for me for the rest of my life.

"You are so beautiful," I tell her and watch her cheeks grow pinker.

Slowly, I lean down to skim my lips along hers then start kissing my way down. As if she anticipates my movements, her legs loosen and drop, allowing me to go lower down her body, stopping at her stomach.

Her t-shirt has risen, exposing the skin between her belly button and the elastic waistband of her leggings. Something shiny catches my eyes, and I lift the shirt with my teeth to reveal a purple jeweled ring.

"Fuck," I hiss through my teeth, staring at the piercing.

"What's wrong?" She props up, looking at me nervously.

"This fucking ring."

"You don't like it?"

"I fucking love it. Trying to figure out how you've kept it a secret for this long."

"It's not a secret, you just haven't tried to undress me before."

At her statement, one hand circles her back to support her, while the other lifts the hem of her shirt. In a flash, the shirt is gone, leaving her in a nude lace bra. Her nipples poke through the lace as goosebumps spread across her skin.

“Shit.” I lick my lips.

All the teasing, playfulness, and flirting from last night spins through my mind.

The slow burn leading up to this moment erupts into a raging fire. The hand at her back inches up, pinching the clasp of the bra undone. The straps slip down her shoulder and she sheds it quickly.

My mouth starts to water, and I close the inches between us, flicking my tongue over one nipple and then the other. Her hand comes to my head, fingers threading through my hair and her breast arching into my mouth. The taste of her skin sends my blood racing through my veins. One by one, I suck her nipples into until the need to taste her everywhere kicks in. Slowly, I kiss down the center of her breasts, taking a second to roll the navel ring with my tongue.

I free the hand behind her back and peel her pants off, getting a quick glimpse at the matching nude panties before I toss them aside.

“So fucking beautiful.” I’m now kneeling below her with a visual of her entirely naked body.

She drops her thighs open, exposing herself to me. I look up to her for any sign of hesitation, but there’s none. She’s staring down at me with smoldering eyes.

I start by kissing the inside of her thighs until I reach her smooth center, and swipe my tongue along the slit. Her skin is like silk against my tongue, and I repeat the action several times before thrusting it inside her. She moans softly, her nails digging in my scalp as I graze my lip over her clit.

I’ve never had a problem with making a woman come with my mouth. To me, it’s a challenge to see how far I can push her with only my lips and tongue. But with Emi, it’s more than that. A savage hunger boils from deep inside with a need to have her go wild for me.

I close my eyes and lick, kiss, and suck her as deep as possible until she starts to squirm, her thighs closing in on my head. My cheeks and chin scrub lightly along her sensitive area, my scruff marking her.

Little cries of pleasure fill the room as I continue to devour her. My dick strains against my jeans, begging me for some type of release.

She bucks into my mouth twice, and my eyes fly open in time to see her head, neck, and back curl off the bed as she screams into the room. Her taste floods my mouth, and if I wasn’t so desperate to get inside her and see that image over and over, I’d stay right here until she came again.

Her legs fall, her hand releases my scalp, and she tumbles back to the bed, her chest heaving.

I kiss my way up her body again, until we’re face to face, and prop up on my elbows above her.

“Look at me, baby.”

She lazily opens her eyes, which are glassy and shimmering.

“Are you on the pill?”

Understanding of what I’m asking registers on her face, and she nods.

“Tell me if you want me to use a condom. I will, but I’m clean, and I don’t want anything between us.”

“I trust you,” she says with absolutely no hesitation.

I undress quickly, throwing my clothes everywhere, and lower myself back over her.

“Wait, I want to—” She licks her lips and dips her eyes to my very anxious cock.

“Babe, I swear to God, I never want to turn you down, but the only thing I need you to do right now is let me inside you.”

She cups my face, latches her ankles around my waist, and helps ease me inside her. My eyes stay locked on hers as I slide in gently, inch by inch, stretching her slowly. She bites down on her lower lip when I’m almost there.

“Relax, baby, let me in.”

Her muscles loosen, allowing me to ease in further until we’re skin to skin. Sweat breaks out on my chest and neck, as electric sensations shoot up and down my spine. The air in the room changes, sexual tension growing thick when I start to move.

Nothing has ever felt so right. A sense of intimacy swirls around us as I glide in and out, feeling her suck me back with every retreat.

Her lips part and her eyes roll closed as she rocks her hips into mine. Together, we create a rhythm, and the blood scorches in my veins as I fight to hold on. She’s gripping me tightly, milking every stroke until I have to close my eyes. My dick grows thicker, and she moans in pleasure when I swivel my hips.

Her hands slip around my neck, and she pulls her face up to mine. I open my eyes to find her gaze has transformed into a molten blaze. Her breath hitches when I surge deep and she cries out.

There’s no more holding back as I increase my speed, thrusting frantically, running a hand down her thigh, and adjusting my angle. The minute I hit her g-spot, she starts to gasp for breath, little purrs escaping her lips.

“Come for me, Emi.”

On command, her muscles contract, and she drops her head back and yells my name.

The coiling in my gut unravels, and I drive into her relentlessly until my balls tighten and I explode, my vision going black as I pour into her.

I remain still, listening to the sound of her pants as she catches her breath. Her internal muscles continue to tremor around my cock, which pulses inside her. I jerk my head a few times to clear my mind, and then focus back on her face.

She’s glowing and a rush of pride flows through my body. I kiss along the column of her neck until I reach her jaw and nip the skin lightly.

“I don’t want to move,” she whispers.

The rush of pride turns into a flood as I lower her head back to the bed and release her thigh.

“Once we get to my place, you can stay in the bed, naked.”

“You may have to carry me.”

“Gladly.”

She flashes me a blinding smile, and right then, I know. I never stood a chance.

I set the coffee mugs on the nightstand and crawl back into bed, circling my arms around Emi’s waist. She lets out a low groan as I kiss my way across her bare shoulder and up to her neck. I know she’s waking up when she starts to wiggle her sweet ass against my hips.

“Why are you wearing clothes?” Her sleepy voice is muffled by the pillow.

“I had to put on pants to start the coffee.”

“That’s unfortunate.”

“We need to get up.”

“That’s even more unfortunate.”

“We need to take a shower before I take you home.”

“If I had my car, we could sleep thirty minutes longer.”

“You’ll get used to it.”

“Wait, did you say we need to take a shower?” She rolls into me, her eyes wide.

I swipe her hair off her face and lean in to kiss her lightly. “Yes, we need a shower, don’t you think? We got pretty dirty last night.”

“I—um—I—I’ve never done that.”

“Done what?” I slide back to see her face. “Shower?”

Her lips twist into a small grin. “Yes, I’ve showered, but never with a guy.”

“Good. I’ll be your first.”

Her grin spreads into a full smile, and her eyes start to shine. “It’s kinda intimate, isn’t it?”

“You don’t think me having my mouth, tongue, and lips on every inch of your body is intimate. What about having my dick so deep I saw fucking black spots the last time I came?”

“When you put it like that…” Her hand comes to my face, her nails scratching along the stubble on my cheek.

“Babe, I think you understand we’ve crossed into new territory here, but if you don’t, I’ll lay it out for you. This isn’t casual for me. We are not casual. Last night proved what I’ve known since the first time I laid eyes on you.”

“What’s that?” She asks the question breathlessly, her hand threading through my hair.

“I think it’ll be a lot more fun to answer that in the shower. Latch on.” I urge her thigh around my hip and roll to stand with her in my arms.

She gives a little giggle, the sound spreading the now familiar warmth through my chest. I walk us to my bathroom and sit her on the vanity, stepping away to turn on the shower.

“Walker?” The tone of her voice stops me before I can remove my pants.

“Yeah?”

“Can I have a few minutes before we get in the shower?” Her legs cross and she bites her bottom lip nervously.

“Of course, babe. Let me know when you’re ready.” I leave, shutting the door as my phone starts ringing.

I cuss at the name on the screen. “It’s a little early, Cap’,” I bite out.

“Sorry, Scott, we have a situation. Just got a call that SLED is sending a few men our way. They found one of our stolen vehicles abandoned in Greenville. Upon inspection of the vehicle, they found remnants of heroin.”

“Fuck,” I hiss, suspecting this was coming. My few weeks of scouring through reports had turned up a few consistencies in MO, but nothing concrete enough to cause alarm. However, there was chatter of a drug ring making roots along the eastern seaboard.

“That’s not the worst part. They found blood in the trunk and backseat.”

“Was there a body?” My heart starts racing. Auto theft is one thing, but murder takes this to a whole new level. SLED heading in means they think so, too.

“No body, but meet me at the station. I’ll give you the details I know. We’ll be prepared for them when they arrive.”

“Walker, I’m ready,” Emi yells loudly from the bathroom.

“Sounds like I’m interrupting.” Captain Corny hears her announcement.

“I’ll be there in forty-five.”

“Damn, son, it’s not even six thirty in the morning. You sure do get started early.”

“Gotta go.” I hang up and throw my phone on the bed, pissed off.

All irritation dies when I walk in and see Emi standing under the spray, her naked body glistening with droplets of water. Fuck, she looks sexy. My dick grows hard again, knowing what’s waiting for me on the other side of the glass.

I waste no time stripping out of my pants and stepping inside. She looks at me with a smile that falls fast.

“What’s wrong?”

“I got a call to get to the station soon, which ruins all the plans I had for us this morning.”

“Well, that sucks.” She huffs, crossing her arms and hiding her perfect tits. “I was really looking forward to my first co-ed shower.”

Jesus, she’s adorable. I make a split-second decision and know Captain will chew my ass for being late, but Emi’s all that I can think about right now.

I crowd into her, uncrossing her arms and placing them around my shoulders until we’re both being sprayed with water. Her hair is now soaked, slicked back away from her face, which is free from makeup. The amber of her eyes locks on mine with what can only be described as anticipation and longing.

“I’m not going to leave you disappointed. We’ll be quick.” I slide my hand down her sides to cup her ass and press her close.

“I’m not sure I want quick.” She starts kissing on my neck. “I kinda was expecting the full experience.”

“Tonight, I’ll make it up to you.”

“But you only get one first time.” She nips on the skin below my ear. “You know what they say; you’ll always remember your first time.”

There’s a challenge in her voice, and I growl at her teasing. “Oh, Emerson, you’ll remember it.”

Slowly, I bend, running my lips down her breastbone until I reach one of her hardened nipples and suck it into my mouth roughly. She responds with a raspy moan, arching further, and lets her hands go to my hair. I take my time, making sure to give both sides equal attention before dropping to my knees. Carefully, I take her calf and place it over my shoulder, licking up the inside of her thigh until I’m right where I want to be.

My tongue darts out, sliding between her slick folds, licking back and forth, savoring her. Just like last night, the first taste of her lights a fire inside, driving me wild with the need to have her. But, this morning, it’s all about her. I want her to think of nothing but my mouth on her pussy all day, so I deepen my position, thrusting my tongue and circling it until she starts to squirm.

“Oh my God…” She fists my hair, rocking her hips.

I glance up and almost come at the sight of her watching me with hooded eyes. One hand holds her leg in place while the other slides up her stomach and cups her breast, rolling her nipples with my fingertips. She drops her head back. The little sounds coming from her can barely be heard over the water falling around us.

My lips close around her clit, teeth skimming the sensitive flesh tenderly until she cries out my name, clutching my scalp to hold me in place.

I shake my head and keep going, moving my thumb to play with her entrance right below my mouth.

“I can’t. You have to stop,” she begs, trying to get away, but I hold tighter and alternate between slow and fast, feeling her leg on my shoulder start to tremble.

“One more,” I demand, slipping my finger all the way inside.

“Oh my God, Walker,” she chants over and over until I know she’s close by the way she clenches down and screams.

My cock throbs harder at the sound bouncing off the tile walls and the way she’s convulsing on my tongue. Slowly, I lick once more and remove my finger, kissing up her skin until I reach the piercing and click it between my teeth.

“Please, don’t let me go,” she pants, holding on to me, her leg falling off my shoulder.

“I got you, Emi.” My hands hold her steady as I rise.

Her chest rises and falls against mine as she regains her breath, her face planting on my shoulder. I don’t move, letting her come down and running my lips across her temple.

“I like the way you shower,” she mumbles into my skin.

“Think this is good enough to remember?”

She slants her head, giving me a clear view of her face, which is almost glowing. “Absolutely.”

Her free hand slides between us, wrapping around my dick and stroking. “How much time do we have?”

“Shit, Emi, not enough for all I want to do to you.” I cup my hand around hers to stop, my balls protesting.

“Hardly seems fair for me to have all the fun.” She gives me a seductive grin and starts to go down, her intentions clear.

Holy shit, am I really going to stop this? The image of her sucking my dick is almost too much for me to handle, my resolve tested.

“Stop,” I grip her hand tighter. “Tonight, give me until tonight.”

“Sour puss,” she pouts, lifting up to kiss me quickly. “Tonight it is, but I wanted to give you something to think about today.”

“You coming on my tongue twice should last a few hours.”

“Hmmm, a girl can get used to this.”

I don’t answer but grab my body wash and proceed to wash us, paying special attention to cover every inch of her. By the time I shut off the water, my cock is screaming at me.

Together, we dress, her humming as she drinks her cold coffee and shoots me loving glances as I wrestle with the idea of throwing her back on the bed and pissing the Captain off by calling in.

I crowd into her space and lean in for a kiss, knowing the promise of tonight will have to do for now.